Career Bed (1969) – Joel M. Reed.

I maintain an especially tingly fondness for 'swinging' roughies/stag/cheesecake skin-flicks from the 60s. I dig the hip NYC milieu of booze, reefer madness, boffing beatniks, injudicious promiscuity, Bi-curious explorations, hard-frugging fuzz guitars, and Reed's lurid Career Bed is certainly well sprung, having a spectacularly sordid screen mother, making Mommie Dearest look like Moomin Momma! Hoping to barter nubile daughter Susan's (Jennifer Welles)virginity into a glitzy showbiz career, she rapaciously puts her increasingly jaded daughter through a degrading series of exploitative 'introductions', culminating in a commensurately sleazy conclusion.

Career Bed remains a king-sized provider of splendiferous 60s smut, the future director of Grindhouse Avatar Bloodsucking Freaks proves himself a more than viable creator of hot-to-trot 60s shunt-o-rama. Having a breathlessly beautiful protagonist, some perfectly despicable antagonists, plus a deliciously inane title song prove no small, perky part of Reed's scuzzy immorality tale of rags to bitches. I don't wish to sound crude, or inopportune, but one, or two sequences got me feeling fruitier than a Haribo Holly Hunter. (Am I to assume that the J.Kaplan listed on the credits is THE J. Kaplan?)