In case my wife reads this and wonders, “Why have you been covering movies like this all week,” it’s because of the juxtaposition of Barry Mahon. He’s a director who could make movies like this that have one minute of plot and sixty some odd moments of photographing women in various stages of undress. But I have to respect the fact that he continually invents reasons for those moments to happen.
This time, it’s all about a modeling agency where women are treated fairly, unlike so many of Mahon’s films where violence can break out at nearly every moment.
Honestly, this is the same movie as Confessions of a Bad Girl but it’s much nicer all around and no one really gets hurt.
The Bennett Twins are in this, as is Gigi Darlene. Her life story is shared in this and it’s all true. Born in Berlin at the end of World War II, she escaped a rough home life by winning beauty pageants and moving to Queens with family friends and finally to Manhattan, where she started posing for nudes, exotic dancing and appearing in the films of Doris Wishman, Joe Sarno, Mahon and other exploitation filmmakers.
Working as a feature dancer, she met her husband, a hypnotist named Charles Lamont. She quit dancing and acting at his request and they went on the road and played Vegas together until 1980, when they retired to Florida. Sadly, he died soon after they retired, so she became a real estate agent and started acting again, appearing in movies as an extra, which earned her a SAG card.
Gigi’s name came from, of course, the movie Gigi and the first name of one of her best friends, the aforementioned Darlene Bennett. Her abrupt vanishing act led to this question in the credits of Michael and Roberta Findlay’s Curse Of Her Flesh: “Whatever happened to Gigi Darlene?”
You can download this from the Internet Archive.