lifesoboring Garbage----but since i am a fan of trash cinema it was still worth watching

lazarillo This movie starts with a sexy but rather elderly-looking "schoolgirl" (Mary Anne Carpenter) rolling around in bed with a man who is old enough to be her father because you see. . .oh, never mind. She then starts telling her much older lover about her "day", which began when she and her equally mature-looking friend decided to "play hooky" (for some reason dressed in their school uniforms). They get picked up while hitchhiking by a middle-age lech in a station wagon and she convinces her friend to have sex with the guy. Why, I don't know, nor do I know why she suddenly decides to commit some sudden automotive coitus interruptus by running over them both with the station wagon. Anyway, this begins a bizarre, but not particularly graphic (certainly due more to the limited budget than good taste) flashback killing spree.Obviously, this movie is kind of a cross between "Mantis in Lace" and "Toys Are Not for Children", but it is not really as good as either. Naturally, both Michael and Roberta Findlay (sleaze cinema's First Couple) are involved both in front of and behind the camera. Mary Anne Carpenter is quite sexy, even if she doesn't exactly light the screen up with her acting. Each murder is punctuated by her character masturbating for about five minutes, somehow without her either removing or her hand ever going beneath her early 70's grannie panties. That's pretty typical of this whole movie which, in concept, is unbelievably sleazy, but is actually rather tame.

fertilecelluloid Although credited to Jack Bravman (a pseudonym), this is a crazy Michael Findlay film about a psychotic teenage tramp (Mary Jane Carpenter) who murders a bunch of people on her way across the country to have sex with her dad, a gross man in his fifties. The murders are numerous, but they're totally inept. The acid rock score is relentless and irritating after a while, although one doesn't tire of ogling the slutty looking Carpenter's bountiful body. The girl murders "stupid" people because the voice in her head tells her to and her sole purpose in life is to be with daddy. We see Carpenter's breasts and some butt shots, but there is no hardcore footage and very little in the way of sex. Edited in the psychedelic style of the period and experimental in form, it is an interesting document, but it's still too long at just on an hour.

EyeAskance ***SPOILERS*** ***SPOILERS*** *Spoilers* Janie is a fetching blonde schoolgirl who thinks people are "stupid and disgusting". We hear her psychotic conscience directing her to do terrible things...first, she sets up a sexual encounter between 2 acquaintances...as they are making love, she runs over them with a car. Getting a big thrill out of this, she masturbates wildly while looking at the messy dead couple. Next, Janie takes a dip in a filthy pool...the owner of the pool comes out of his house, and follows Janie to the beach. There, she sticks a knife in him and pushes him into the water from a pier. More masturbation. Next Janie thumbs a ride from a lesbian who recommends that Janie come to her home and freshen up with a nice bubble bath. Janie agrees, and the lesbian ends up with her throat slit. As Janie's conscience rambles on and on, we come to understand that the only one who can keep her satisfied is her father(this movie gets weirder and sicker by the minute). She gives Daddy a call and arranges to meet him. She takes a bit of time to watch her drunk stepfather beat her mother to death. More masturbation. Then she proceeds to Daddy's house. Once there, she is greeted by a woman who presumably is Daddy's mistress. She and Janie exchange hostile words and Janie strangles the bitch with her belt, dragging the corpse into a bathtub. Daddy returns home, and he and Janie make passionate love while Janie tells him about her eventful day. He laughs this off, until he goes into the bathroom and sees his mistress dead. Janie is committed to a padded cell in a nuthouse. The End. This is a late-entry sexploitation film roughie, and it has the usual substandard lighting and sound quality which is to be expected in this genre. A pretty sick and strange affair this is, with terrible, disorienting acid rock throughout...worth a look for the onscreen presence of Michael and Roberta Findlay, the royal couple of vintage sleaze.