Appellate Judge Tom Becker was sorry this disc turned up in his bedroom.
"How much have sex and eroticism really to do with love?"
Much as I enjoy the oddities unearthed by Code Red, I wish they'd consider ditching their Septic Cinema line. Granted, I'm making this wish based on viewing a mere pair of discs—this one, along with the power duo of The Velvet Trap and Hot Nights on Campus—but even this meager bit of product is enough to dampen my enthusiasm for other titles under the SC banner.
Sporting the most revolting menu-screen graphic I've ever seen, this round of Septic Cinema offers up a pair of softcore programmers from Germany—yes, the land that gave us the Schoolgirl Report series is at it again.
In Lonely Wives, a reporter becomes intrigued when he hears his bodacious blonde neighbor fighting with her husband. He concludes that the problem is that wifey is a bit carnally neglected. Apparently unfamiliar with Penthouse Forum—those made-up letters that created unrealistic expectations for generations of U.S. teenage boys who grew up believing that adulthood meant endless sexual encounters with creamy-skinned census takers, lusty dental hygienists, and their own buxom and still-foxy future mothers-in-law—he decides the tales of woe of unfulfilled hausfraus would be a gangbusters story. Tape recorder in hand, he learns all about sexual freedom in the Deutschland—and so do we!
Meanwhile, in another part of the Fatherland, the owner of a strip club finds his business tapering off. Fearing complete failure, he takes a horny guy and a stripper hopeful on a road trip to drum up some fresh talent. They find themselves in a small province where, evidently, the most stupid people live. The ladies are stacked and willing, the men a few slices short of loaf of pain. It's just wall-to-wall boobs and shenanigans in Sorry, Wrong Bedroom.
Back in the day, I reviewed one of the Schoolgirl Report films—Schoolgirl Report 2: What Keeps Parents Awake at Night, to be precise. Since I wasn't all that familiar with pseudo-socially redemptable Eurosmut, I was intrigued by the trashy goings on presented in the context of political fable.
Maybe I've grown (more) jaded—three years is a lifetime when it comes to reviewing softcore DVDs—or maybe these helpings of strudel are just a little stale. In any event, neither Lonely Wives nor Sorry, Wrong Bedroom turned out to be particularly fascinating. This is a case of "seen one, seen 'em all"—and I've seen more than one.
On the plus side, the women are by and large attractive and the sex scenes erotic enough. Sorry, Wrong Bedroom is kind of goofy funny, and Lonely Wives has that perverse "sociological study" thing going on. Otherwise? Crappy transfers, bad dubbing, near-bare bones (a trailer for Lonely Wives is the lonely extra), and the odious "Septic Cinema" label on the menu screen—although the case, which looks remarkably like the old Deimos label's Welcome to the Grindhouse series from a few years ago, lists this set as "Exploitation Cinema."
A throwaway effort from the usually reliable Code Red, this might appeal to Eurosmut completists. Not being a Eurosmut completist, I can't really recommend it.
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