This 60's sexploitation quickie is cleary attempting to be a comedy of some sort but it's just too weird and disturbing to be funny. I do realize that most of these movies are made by men, with the obvious exception of the Doris Wishman ones, and they exist in a strange male fantasy world where women are sex-crazed at all times but this one goes off on some weird tangents. A typical "funny" moment is when our heroine tells her psychiatrist she was sexually abused by her father when she was young, he tells her that she must feel terrible about this, to which she replies "no, I just feel terrible telling anyone how bad in bed he was". Now who exactly is that written to make laugh? Dads who fuck their daughters? And that's the kind of humor that we're dealing with in this one. Most of the jokes aren't really that offensive though just really lame. So besides the terrible attempts at being funny there are lots of parts that drag, which is kinda typical with these 60's sex flicks in general. There is a great scene where the husband who has been cheated on, by his nympho wife, puts on a rubber Halloween mask and goes on a killing rampage, which wouldn't seem like it should be in this movie at all except so many strange things like that happen that's it's not that out of place.
Cigarette out of a donkey's ass and a feminist speech. Weird way to start out your sexploitation flick:
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