The Sizzlin’ Something Weird Summer Challenge 2024: Beneath the Valley of the Ultravixens (1979)

Uschi Digard week (June 23 – 29) Digard is best known for her work with Russ Meyer but she became an SWV fan favorite for two gargantuan reasons, her charm and her prolific career. The Swiss actress fled to America in 1968 and began a long career filling the silver screen from corner to corner with her overflowing positive energy. Show the lady some respect and watch one of her movies.

Every Russ Meyer movie I haven’t seen before becomes my favorite of his movies.

Co-written by Roger Ebert, this feels like Our Town but with so much sex. We meet everyone in this small town, clothed and unclothed.

There’s radio evangelist Eufaula Roop (Ann Marie, who was in the last Meyer movie that became my favorite, Supervixens), who is first shown mounting Martin Bormann (Henry Rowland, Otto from Beyond the Valley of the Dolls and also Bormann in Supervixens; I find it amusing that Meyer both shot war footage as part of the 166th Signal Photographic Company, the official photo unit in General Patton’s Third Army during the Second World War*, and named a major character in his movies — twice — after the private secretary to Adolf Hitler) inside a coffin. We also see a salesman going door to door, making love to every wife in town, starting with one played by Candy Samples (she’s listed in the credits as The Very Big Blonde and lives up to that; her adult career lasted from 1970 to 1989). And oh yes, there’s Junkyard Sal (June Mack), who sleeps with the men she orders around in her scrap heap.

Our hero, if there is one, is Lamar Shedd (Ken Kerr, who not only was Fred in Up!, but was the assistant director on Roar and a grip on Eaten Alive; that isn’t a pun), who is on again and off again with his wife Lavonia (Kitten Natividad, a former maid for Stella Stevens and the star of many an adult film up until 2011; she’s also in Airplane and The Tomb). Either she’s trying to get in his pants while he’s trying to study or he’s trying to go into the tradesman’s entrance. Congratulations! If you didn’t have to look that up, you’re also a pervert.

Lamar goes to work at the junkyard, while his wife nearly drowns and sexually assaults a fourteen-year-old boy named Rhett (Steve Tracy, whose career and short life found him in eleven episodes of Little House On the Prairie, as well as the Tom DeSimone-directed gay porn movie Heavy Equipment). Then, she finds that salesman and balls him too.

As for Lamar, he’s trapped by his boss and forced to please her while his co-workers watch from outside. He’s desperate, as he’s trying to better himself with an education. It ends up with everyone being fired and Lamar heading for a strip club where he’s slipped a mickey by Mexican exotic dancer — meter algo en la bebida de loc — Lola Langusta, who ends up being his wife.  They fight again, she sleeps with a truck driver and he returns home in time to fight the guy. She saves him by burning his ballsack with a lightbulb. Yes, really.

In an attempt to make things work, the couple visits dentist/marriage counselor Asa Lavender (Robert Pearson, Claws). It ends up with Lamar sleeping with nurse Flovilla Hatch (Pittsburgh adoptee Sharon Hill, who was an actual nurse in town before playing one of the lead zombies in Dawn of the Dead; she also appears in Knightriders and has done location casting for lots of Steel City shot films, like Rappin’Gung Ho and Lady Beware), the nurse sleeping with Lavonia and the dentist trying to have his way with Lamar. After this, Lamar decides to find God, which means that Eufaula Roop  baptizes him and nearly drowns him as she mounts him. Lamar leaves, finds the truck driver Mr. Peterbuilt (Patrick Wright, who was also a truck driver in Graduation Day) in bed with his wife again, knocks him out and finally makes love to his bride.

Meanwhile, Zebulon (DeForest Covan) crushes everyone in the junkyard and takes it over, Eufaula makes love to Rhett, who goes home and makes love to his father Martin Bormann’s wife SuperSoul. Yes, Uschi Digard, playing the same role she had in Supervixens. As narrator Stuart Lancaster closes his words, we see Russ Meyer filming in the distance and Digard’s lovemaking powers cause an earthquake.

This was Meyer’s last movie until he would return in the 2000s to make Russ Meyer’s Pandora Peaks and the Playboy video Voluptuous Vixens II.

By the 80s, breasts could be surgically made to create the woman that Meyer loved most. Hardcore pornography had taken over for softcore. So Meyer retired a wealthy man. He owned the rights to nearly all of his films and made millions reselling his films on home video, working out of his home. If you called the phone number in ads to buy one, you were probably talking to him.

His grave says, “King of the nudies. I was glad to do it.”

You can download this on the Internet Archive.

*Meyer was given to carny flimflam — which is the best kind — and claimed to have seen soldiers in a stockade being trained for a suicide mission during the war, then told  E. M. Nathanson who wrote The Dirty Dozen, which Meyer was given 10% of. He was also part of a team that planned on assassinating Hitler and Jospeh Goebbels, with Meyer supposedly shooting the evidence of the leader’s death. He also lost his virginity to a girl named Babette — I imagine she had the kind of breasts that eclipse the sky — that was paid for by Ernest Hemingway. I’ve also heard Meyer shot the flag raising at Iwo Jima, but there’s no way all of these things can be true.

Junesploitation: Angel’s Brigade (1979)

June 12: Junesploitation’s topic of the day — as suggested by F This Movie— is New World! We’re excited to tackle a different genre every day, so check back and see what’s next.

Directed by Greydon Clark, a lot of critics made fun of this movie for ripping off Charlie’s Angels. But you know, that’s exploitation. This time, you get seven girls — policewoman Elaine Brenner (Robin Greer, Satan’s Cheerleaders), high school teacher April Thomas (Jacqulin Cole, Clark’s wife), martial artist Kako Umaro (Lieu Chinh), stuntwoman Terry Grant (Sylvia Anderson, Record City, Dawn: Portrait of a Teenage Runaway), model Maria (Noela Velasco), Vegas singer Michelle Wilson (Susan Kiger, who was in Seven, Death Screams, Galaxina and H.O.T.S. as well as being the January 1977 Playboy Playmate of the Month) and Trish (Liza Greer, Robin’s sister) — going up against drug dealers that have put Michelle’s brother Bobby (Mike Gugliotta) in the hospital.

Yet this movie never feel seedy and the ladies all have their own jobs and independent lives instead of just being giggle. Yes, they are gorgeous. But they’re also pretty intelligent and drive a great 70s van. It’s nearly a cartoon, as the seven women all get special costumes and even the transition between screens is closer to Wonder Woman than Charlie’s Angels.

The bad guys include future Andy Sidaris leading man Darby Hinton, Jack Palance and Peter Lawford. Yes, that’s star power. And there’s even more, as Jim Backus (as a right wing militia leader!) and Alan Hale Jr. (as Michelle’s manager) somehow get off the island and appear in this. Perhaps the wildest casting is Arthur Godfrey as himself. At one point, he was heard on radio and seen on television six days a week with nine different CBS shows. Yet the end of his popularity came when he publicly fired singer Julius La Rosa on his radio show before going on a spree and letting more than twenty employees go in the next few years and the public began to see through his public image. But here he is in a low budget Greydon Clark movie. And I nearly missed Pat Buttram!

Best of all, the The Angels get a Charlie and it’s Neville Brand. Did I cast this movie?

It looks way better than it should — it’s an early Dean Cundy-shot effort — and as for that van, well, Darby Hinton bought it when they were done with the movie and put a hot tub in it. I bet his mustache got one heck of a workout.

Clark would work with Palance later in one of my favorites of his films, Without Warning. This is also one of four movies Jack would make with his son Cody. The others are God’s GunYoung Guns and Treasure Island.

A lot of reviews get upset that this was so cartoony and had a PG rating. Then, they make fun of the acting. Have they ever watched a drive-in movie before?

You can watch this on Tubi under its other title Angel’s Revenge. It also goes by Seven from Heaven, which is probably the best title.

APRIL MOVIE THON 3: Scalpel (1977)

April 29: Regional Horror — A regional horror movie. Here’s a list if you need an idea.

Released regionally as False Face in 1977 through United International Pictures (a joint venture of Paramount Pictures and Universal Pictures that distributes their films outside the United States and Canada; it started as Cinema International Corporation) and was made on a $400,000 budget in Atlanta and Covington, GA. Most of it is shot in Covington’s antebellum Turner mansion, one of the few Southern mansions spared by General William Tecumseh Sherman during the Civil War.

In 1979, it was re-released by AVCO Embassy, cut to PG and called Scalpel.

Phillip Reynolds (Robert Lansing) is both a plastic surgeon and a sociopath. He’s probably already killed his wife and when he watches his daughter Heather (Judith Chapman) make love to her boyfriend, he becomes so upset that he kills the boy and makes it all look like an accident. Heather runs away, which is inconvenient, as Phillip’s dead wife’s father gives his fortune to her instead of Phillip or Bradley (Arlen Dean Snyder), the old man’s ne’er do well son.

What does one do at this point?

Find an exotic dancer whose face has been beaten into nothingness, train her to be his daughter and collect the estate.

Everyone is convinced of the ruse except Bradley, who is killed while Jane — and Heather, who has returned — watches in horror. Of course, by this point, Phillip is dating his fake daughter, which is another level of strangeness that we expect from regional films. At this point, the women find one another and set upon making things right.

Directed and co-written (with Joseph Weintraub, who usually was an editor) by John Grissmer (who also directed Blood Rage and wrote The Bride, which is so worth watching), this is a slice of Southern Gothic by way of horror but yet made, as all regional greatness is, outside of the traditional system.

You can watch this on Tubi.

RE/SEARCH Incredibly Strange Films: Beyond the Reef (1979)

Also known as Sea Killer — the name it was originally released in the U.S. — Mein Freund, der Hai (My Friend, the Shark); Peripeteies ston okeano (Adventures In the Ocean); Manidù – Uno squalo ribelle, un indigeno selvaggio, un fiore di ragazza (Oh Italy; this means Manidu – A Rebellious Shark, a Wild Native, A Flower of a Girl); Shark Boy of Bora Bora and The Hero KingBeyond the Reef often has posters that make it seem like it’s going to be sharksploitation.

Shot at the same time as the remake of The Hurricane with the same cast and crew minus Mia Farrow, this was produced Raffaella De Laurentiis, whose father Dino thought Dayton Ka’ne was going to be a star.

Beyond the Reef is a movie about a 16-foot tiger shark named Manidu, which has been named for the old man (Oliverio Maciel Diaz) who introduced him to Tikoyo (Ka’ne) when the shark was only a foot long and the boy was young. He also had a friend, Diana (Maren Jensen), who goes off to America and forgets all about him. Meanwhile, the boy grows into a man and can mentally speak to his shark, like a friendlier version of Mako: The Jaws of Death except when the shark has to protect Tokoyo or Diana, which strangely has her brother Jeff (Keahi Farden) being evil and seeking a cave of black pearls.

All of the underwater footage has been shot by Ramon Bravo, who was a real renaissance man. He was a swimmer who competed in the 1948 Summer Olympics, then learned how to shoot cameras underwater and discovered the phenomena of sharks sleeping on the ocean floor. He also wrote the novel that Tintorera is based on and is also the zombie that fights the shark in Zombi. When he died, a collection of luminaries, including Jean-Michael Costeau, placed a memorial to him in the ocean that said “Ramón Bravo, protector of the sea and the ocean, sleeps forever next to his sharks in this cave. Isla Mujeres 02–28–98.”

Based on the novel Tikoyo and His Shark by Clement Richer, this was directed by Fred C. Clarke (his only movie) and written by Louis LaRusso II (The Closer) and James Carabatsos (Hamburger Hill). The novel was also made in 1962 as the Italian/French film Ti-Koyo e il suo pescecane.

If you thought it was strange that sharks can roar, this one purrs. Also, this movie has toplessness, which is kind of shocking with how charming it is. It kind of comes out of nowhere.

You can watch this on YouTube.

FVI WEEK: The Shape of Things to Come (1979)

After the Robot Wars, what is left of Earth lives in a city on the moon by the name of New Washington, surviving because of the anti-radiation drug Raddic-Q2 from the distant planet Delta 3. They are soon under the grip of Omus, the Robot Master (Jack Palance), who has crashed the latest vessel filled with the drug and plans on being emperor.

He’s opposed by Senator Smedley (John Ireland), Dr. John Caball (Barry Morse), Jason Caball (Nicholas Campbell), Kim Medley (Anne-Marie Martin) and the cute robot Sparks, who teleports by turning the camera off and turning it on again once he’s moved.

I remember being really excited about this movie because it was an H.G. Wells story, but no, it’s not. It’s a Canadian science fiction movie made by George McCowan. Hey, it has Carol Lynley (The Beasts Are On the Streets) in it so I watched it. The effect of Palance projected into the sky was also a major reason, as I’m a sucker for him just getting a paycheck anywhere that he can.

If I watched this when I was under ten, I’d be telling you how insane it is.

You can watch this on Tubi.

FVI WEEK: Survival Run (1979)

Chip (Vincent Van Patten) and his friends Stephanie (Susan Pratt), Brian (Robert Weaver), Angela (Robert Weaver), Sal (Cosie Costa) and Dianne (Randi Meryl) just wanted to head out to the desert, get drunk and probably have sex. Then they crashed their van and have to walk through the hot sands to get help, running into Kandaris (Peter Graves) and Professor (Ray Milland), who seem like good guys but nope, they’re not. Everyone is in trouble. You are too, because that poster looked so exciting and then this movie just seems like it’s grinding you into pure ennui.

Yes, Larry Spiegel directed and wrote this (he also made Evil Town a few years later) and you start to feel like this is the kind of movie that they keep on hand for when you have panic attacks and need to calm down and finally get some sleep. Maybe I’m letting you in a bit too deeply into my life. And I hate writing about a movie just to tear it down, but this film has Graves and Milland in charge of a Mexican drug gang while some kids just want to have soft swinging while camping in a van.

Oh yeah — Spiegel also produced Death Game, so that’s where I recognize him from.

I wish I could report this was better than it was. But…it isn’t.

FVI WEEK: The Visitor (1979)

In 2013, when the Alamo Drafthouse presented the uncut version of this film for the first time in the United States, they referred to it as an “unforgettable assault on reality.” Those words best describe what is otherwise an indescribable film.

But I’m going to try.

Maybe a recipe will help.

Take Chariots of the Gods, and some of Rosemary’s Mary, then a little bit of The Omen, throw it in a blender and then pour the whole thing down the sink.

No? Maybe a synopsis.

We start in Heaven, or somewhere very much like it, where Franco Nero (the original Django) is one of those space gods that Erich von Däniken wrote about. He tells the bald children who surround him that there was once a war between two aliens, one good and one bad. The bad one — who is either called Sateen or Zathaar — was defeated, but not before he slept with a whole bunch of Earthwomen. Cue the Book of Enoch in the Lost Books of the Bible. Or cue the Scientology myth of Lord Xenu. Or Xemu, because he has two different spellings, too.

Only one child is left — a young girl — and a vast conspiracy wants her mother to have another child — a brother this time — so they can mate. The Christ figure sends John Huston — yes, the director of The Maltese Falcon and The African Queen — and the bald children to a rooftop somewhere in Atlanta to stop this plot. To do that, the children become adult bad men and dance around a lot while Huston walks up and down the stairs to triumphant music. If you think I’m making that last sentence up, you’ve never been blessed with this movie.

Meanwhile, Lance Henriksen (Near DarkAliens) is Ted Turner, pretty much. His name is Raymond Armstead and he owns the Atlanta Rebels basketball team that plays at the Omni and is dating Barbara (Joanne Nail, Switchblade Sisters), who of course is the woman who has the seed of the gods inside her. Her daughter Katy is 8 years old and already using her powers to help the Rebels win their games. But that isn’t all the help Raymond is getting. The rich, powerful and ultra-secretive Zathaar cult control the world and are helping his team become winners. All he has to do is marry Barbara, knock her up and let their kids fuck. Hopefully, they have a boy, or Raymond is gonna have to get in the saddle all over again.

Raymond can’t even do that right and the leader of the bad guys, Mel Ferrer (The Antichrist and Eaten Alive!) is upset and ready to quit on Raymond. Barbara doesn’t want more kids and certainly doesn’t want another child. But who can blame her? Her daughter is one creepy little girl. Her daughter knows all about the conspiracy and begs her mom to get married so she can have a brother (and this is where, in person, I’d throw in “…to have sex with” but I’d use the f word). How creepy is Katy? Well, she kills a bunch of boys with her mental powers because they make fun of her while she ice skates. And then she accidentally shoots her mother at a birthday party. Yep, it’s as if The Bad Seed met Carrie!

Then, as all 70’s occult movies must, the stars of Hollywood’s golden age make appearances!

Glenn Ford, the actor, plays a cop that Katy curses out and uses hawks to make wreck his car!

Shelley Winters plays Barbara’s nurse who once had one of the space babies and killed it, but can’t bring herself to kill Katy! According to interviews, Winters really smacked around Paige Conner, the actress who played Katy!

Sam Peckinpah, the director (!), plays an abortionist who removes one of the space babies from Barbara after the conspiracy pays a bunch of things to artificially inseminate her. Turns out Peckinpah had trouble remembering his lines, which is why we never learn that he’s Barabara’s ex-husband! Then is he Katy’s dad? Who knows! His voice is even Peckinpah’s! They had to ADR all of his dialogue.

In response to the abortion, Katy shoves her mom through a fish tank. She also decides to throw her down the stairs, Whatever Happened to Baby Jane?-style. And by throw her down the steps, I mean do it over and over and over again.

Meanwhile, John Huston is still going up and down the stairs. Finally, they HAVE HAD ENOUGH (I like to emphasize that so you get the gist) and sent their John Woo-ian flock of doves to fight the hawks. And meanwhile, Mel Ferrer and all his men show up dead with black marks on their bodies.

And Katy? Well, as Huston tells us, kids can never be evil. She gets her head shaved and goes to space to meet Instellar Jesus Christ. The title comes up as insane music blares.

Writer/director/insane man Michael J. Paradise (Giulio Paradisi) also was in Fellini’s 8 1/2 and La Dolce Vita. What inspired him to this level of cinematic goofiness? He was helped along by Ovidio G. Assonitis, whose resume includes writing Beyond the DoorMadhouse and Forever Emmanuelle before becoming the major stockholder and CEO of Cannon Pictures in 1990. That may explain some. But not all.

I know I often write things like “I don’t have the words to describe this” when I do these reviews — especially after I write a few hundred words all about said subject. But this is one time that that statement is not pure hyperbole. Just watch the trailer and be prepared to lose your grasp on normalcy!

The Visitor defies the logic of good and bad film. It can only be graded on the is it an absolute film, ala Fulci or Jodorowsky. It is something to be experienced.

You can watch this movie on Tubi.

FVI WEEK: Don’t Go In the House! (1979)

If any film earned being a video nasty, it would be this one, a movie that has a man who was abused as a child growing up to be a serial killer obsessed with burning people alive. There is no one to root for or cheer for, only mayhem, malice and murder.

In short, the kind of movie that Gene Siskel would have a conniption over.

When Donald (Dan Grimaldi, a math professor who also played Philly and Patsy Parisi on The Sopranos) was a kid, his mother would use a stove to burn the evil out of him. Now fully grown, he seeks out women that remind him of her and kills them with a flamethrower in relentlessly graphic detail.

While the killer tries to confess his sins, he can’t stop. Even a simple double date ends with him smashing a candle over a woman’s head. And get this, it even has an ending very similar to Maniac, another movie that offers no easy answers or way out.

This is also a definite disco slasher. A truly mean spirited blast of sheer degeneracy — and therefore everything wonderful about the slasher form — Don’t Go In the House has songs like “Boogie Lightning,” “Dancin’ Close to You,” “Straight Ahead” and “Late Night Surrender” playing in between moments of women being set ablaze and a mother rotting somewhere in a house that has an impossibly huge torture chamber in the basement.

You can watch this on Tubi or buy the blu ray from Severin.

Le mani di una donna sola (1979)

Soft Hands or The Hands of a Single Woman is about Countess Eugenia Fabiani (Marina Hedman, La bimba di Satana) and her deserted cottages overlooking a series of cliffs in Southern Italy. English writer Tom MacLaglen (Vanni Materassi) has come there looking for inspiration. He is joined by his wife Sara (Bibi Cassanelli). They’ve reached what may be the end of their marriage after he forced her to have an abortion, which causes her to no longer allow him to touch her.

This allows Eugenia to pursue Sara, leaving behind her servant Fosca (Christiana Borghi) who finds herself in the bed of the husband as well as working up a lunatic and a blind man. This is not a good idea, as Dr. Oscar (Edoardo Spada) and his two nuns run a mental hospital. Of course, one night, five of the patients — lured on by the idea that all of these sexualized women are so close after watching them on the beach — escape and attack, taking Eugenia’s hands. These men may as well be out of a horror movie.

This is one weird film. Director and writer Nello Rossati may have never made a normal picture, as he also made the comedy zombie movie  Io Zombo, Tu Zombi, Lei Zomba; the 1972 giallo La gatta in calore; the seemingly post-apocalyptic western Django Strikes Again, a Napoleon film named Bona parte di Paolina; Ursula Andress slumming it in The Sensuous Nurse; the crime movie Don’t Touch the Children!; a female revenge movie by the name of  Fuga scabrosamente pericolosa and the delirious weirdness that is Top LineHe wasn’t going to let me down here, because this is at times comedy and other times outright horror.

Cinematic Void January Giallo 2024: Stone Cold Dead (1979)

EDITOR’S NOTE: Cinematic Void will be playing this film on January 29 at 7:00 PM PT at Los Feliz 3 in Los Angeles, CA. For more information, visit Cinematic Void.

Directed and written by George Mendeluk (Doin’ TimeThe Kidnapping of the PresidentMeatballs III: Summer Job), and based on The Sin Sniper by Hugh Garner, this has a killer with an interesting weapon: a camera with a long-range lens takes a photo of each victim seconds before the killer shoots them. The killer is sending these photos to the police to taunt them as he kills as many women as possible.

Sergeant Boyd (Richard Crenna) is Toronto’s meanest cop and he wants this killer dead or in jail. He’s trying to protect the sex workers of Yonge Street, who include both real girls of the night and actresses, like Linnea Quigley, who plays the first victim. Plus, Paul Williams plays the man who owns all these women, Julius Kurtz. There’s also the typical call girl with a good heart, Monica Page (Linda Sorensen) and a tough undercover female cop, Sandy McCauley (Belinda J. Montgomery). This is a Canadian movie, which is definitely proved to be true when Lesleh Donaldson has a small role. She was in almost every northern horror movie that mattered, including Funeral Home, Happy Birthday to Me, Curtains and Deadly Eyes.

There are a lot of reviews online that don’t enjoy this movie. How can they feel that way with such a powerful ending and the chance to see the actual darkness of Toronto before it was all cleaned up? I mean, the former Psychedelic Avenue might not be the same any more, but Zanzibar survives. I wish I could have seen it back in the 60s when it had what owner David Cooper said was a “Twenty-first Century total environment with “stroboscopic” lights, mannequins and closed-circuit cameras that would take photos of the dance floor and project them on the wall.”

It’s a fun movie but not the best giallo made in Canada. That would be Strange Shadows in an Empty Room.