This film reminded Judge David Johnson about the time he was accidentally trapped in a women's prison for a weekend. Turns out it was his wife's anniversary present to him!
"I'd like to bite your nipples off! And I'll do it!"
True story: there's a women's prison not five miles away from my house. After watching this double-feature I'm thinking it's a lot sexier than I first thought.
Facts of the Case
We've got a double-billing of incarcerated female action for you today: Women's Prison Massacre and its prequel Caged Women, two films that were shot back-back and featuring Laura Gemser of old-school Emanuelle fame playing the main character, er, Emanuelle.
In Caged Women we first meet Emanuelle when she is tossed behind bars for a drug charge. There she encounters the horny fascism of the sexually repressed prison guards and the predatory warden who likes to dry hump unconscious inmates. While in lock-up, Emanuelle becomes romantically entangled with a prisoner from the neighboring men's facility and the two begin a lusty tryst that leads to a risky escape attempt and some barn sex.
For the follow-up, director Bruno Mattei ups the ante with the violence, while preserving much of the themes of the first film, which are…well, boobs. Mattei introduces a trio of male fugitives that take the women's prison hostage, fornicate with the women, execute the guards and taunt the authorities. It's deplorable behavior to be sure, and not to be emulated under any circumstances. Okay, maybe one circumstance, like if you're a criminal escapee running around a prison full of svelte ladies with nuclear libidos.
Oh, the trash! Two discs worth of unapologetic grindhouse filth, that seeks to pack as much sleaze and pubic hair into 90 minutes as possible. Now, I've already reviewed Women's Prison Massacre before (when it was titled in its prior release) and my views have remain unchanged. To plagiarize myself:
Pure, unapologetic trash. That's what this film is. And it makes no excuses for its position high atop the Sleaze Barometer. Whatever you're expecting to get with a film titled Women's Prison Massacre is what you're likely to get. All the requisite elements of the genre are here: buckets of nudity, gratuitous violence, soft-core lesbian shower scenes, misogyny, rape, and a female warden in black underwear.
There is only the loosest of stories holding all this together: the subplot of Emanuelle tracking down a way to free herself from her wronged imprisonment is simply overwhelmed by the debauchery surrounding it; it's as if at one point this film wanted to pursue a coherent narrative, but the surrounding filth would have no part of it. Basically, the plot is nothing more than a clothesline from which to string an onslaught of sleaze.
That's still the case and sitting through the flick a second time failed to reveal any clever subtext I had missed the first go-round. This is still an hour and half worth of lesbianism, cat-fighting, gunplay, sexual deviancy and a funky disco-blech soundtrack. The most memorable character is Albina, the dominant female of the lock-up, sporting a goofy Swiss Miss wig and the jaw-line of an outside linebacker. She and Emanuelle are pitted against each other and they trade some icy stares and trash talk, but Albina ultimately emerges as the trashy highlight of the movie.
Caged Women on the other hand is Emanuelle's film and turns out to edge its sequel in the trash factor. This one sports more sleaze, more deranged prison guard behavior and crazier moments.
Sleaze: Nudity everywhere with Gemser disrobing much more than she did in the sequel and an extended sequence of girl-on-girl boinking between multiple permutations of inmates.
Wacky Prison Guards: The waterboarding scenes were nifty and all in WPM, but here the guards are into getting their kicks by watching the inmates slobber all over each other, satisfying themselves with their nightsticks then beating the helpless, nude prisoners after reaching their climax. Classy!
Crazy Moments: In both movies, nothing eclipses the rat attack scene in Caged Women.
How does this DVD shape up? The anamorphic widescreen remastering of Women's Prison Massacre is likely the finest transfer you'll ever see of this movie. Shock-o-Rama apparently went through a lot of trouble to track down the film elements and through the picture still has its flaws good luck finding a cleaner presentation. Disc Two features the full frame versions of both WPM and Caged Women. The only extra: liner notes. They're interesting line notes, though.
This double-does of cinematic garbage is artistically irredeemable. But who cares?
We'd sentence you to prison, but what's the point?
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