Your blood may run cold, but you now find yourself pinioned to the story.

A film with more than the usual spoiler issues. Talking about it in any detail feels akin to handing you a gift-wrapped present and saying, "I hope you like it -- It's a thriller about a diabolical secret experiment."

While it is a pity that the story wasn't told with more visual finesse, this is trivial compared to our real-world problems. It takes a good movie to put that into perspective.

Very good movie overall, highly recommended. Most of the negative reviews don't have any merit and are all pollitically based. Give this movie a chance at least, and it might give you a different perspective.

In the realm of "S-M"/"B & D" (i.e. women getting physically restrained and then usually abused in various ways) this can be viewed as a kind of "missing link" between the Irving Klaw/Bettie Page classics of the early to mid 1950's and the gems from House of Milan/TAO in the 1970's and 1980's (the latter still being regarded by yours truly as the exemplar of the genre). Apparently it's part three of a trilogy, but I've just seen the one (which probably won't change). As you probably already know, the alleged story concerns a crime boss named Olga who spends most of her time punishing various female subordinates for various off-screen infractions. It upholds the John Willie/Eneg tradition of the all-female universe, although we do briefly see a couple of quasi-gay male characters, one of whom wears a ship captain's hat and smokes a big cigar---overcompensation? Even by Z-grade budget standards, the faked nature of the abuse performed by Olga is pretty laughable; I especially enjoyed the pulled punches/slaps. (How hard would it have been for the director to have Olga put her hand next to the victim's face, yank it back suddenly, then show that particular footage in reverse?) The "electric chair" also stands out (or sits) in that regard. The reason I give it 2 stars instead of just 1 is due to a few aesthetically pleasing elements; the cinematography is gorgeous old-school black and white (not like today's occasional black and white efforts that look like crap); the outdoor shots of upstate New York are a nice relief from the largely bare-walled interior scenes (it's a nice touch having Olga's hide-out be an abandoned mine, although clearly the rooms seen aren't in a mine); there's a long (and blessedly dialog-free) sequence of one of the victims getting chased through the countryside that almost achieves a kind of pastoral quality, reminiscent of the silent era; most of the women are fairly easy on the eye, especially Olga (who by the way is clearly American despite her foreign-sounding name). Late in the going we see Olga let her hair down and start to undress as she gets ready for bed; unfortunately no auto-eroticism ensues (well it was still 1964 and all that). There's also a scene of some amateurish belly dancing tossed in, for fans of that particular activity. If you're a male who will be watching this for masturbatory purposes (I don't know who else would be watching it, or why else) I would suggest turning the volume all the way down and playing your own "stroke music" on your CD player or whatever you have, unless you're heavily into "Night on Bald Mountain" (and other old library tunes) and lots of self-satirizingly earnest narration a la Walter Winchell on "The Untouchables," e.g. "Olga was now about to achieve a new level of sadism," pronounced "sad-dism." (That line's probably not verbatim, but you get the idea.) Even on just a technical bondage level it's pretty lame (aside from the lady in the strait-jacket with the blindfold and ball gag); soap operas do a more convincing job of binding & gagging. Here's the "spoiler" part: eventually one of the victims becomes Olga's partner ---but do any nice lesbian antics ensue? No way, Jose--bottom line, it's a pretty bare-bones 70 minutes; even describing the "tortures" would make them sound more interesting than they actually play out, one reason I haven't done so...

This is the third entry of the 'official' Olga series with Audrey Campbell playing the lead character. The addition of a bit of a plot makes this quite an improvement over White Slaves of Chinatown and the character began to grow on me a little bit. I am starting to see why Campbell ended up becoming a sexploitation icon but the film still failed to live up to the hype that has been bestowed on the series over the years.Some improvements in this film were a cool location for Olga's lair (an abandoned ore mine), cinematography that was much more interesting with a number of clever shots and some great looking black and white photography, and the addition of another main female character named Elaine. This character would go on to star in the next film in the series entitled Mme. Olga's Massage Parlour that has apparently become lost over the years. I thought that Alice Davis (aka. Judy Young) was perfect as the young protégé of Olga. That being said, some of the more annoying elements of the first film were still present including the terribly repetitious use of "Night On Bald Mountain" and the voice-over.Sexploitation fans will be happy that this contains the most nudity of the series, there is a belly dancer, and the requisite torture scenes are plentiful but relatively tame in comparison to what was to come with the many knock-offs in the 70's. If you are only planning to see one Olga movie in your life, this is probably the best one to check out.

OLGA'S HOUSE OF SHAME (1964)0 (of ****)I love mindless perversion as much as the next red blooded guy when it's done right. This is just a terrible film, not even enjoyable for a sexploitation flick. Women are unconvincingly abused with not even the slightest attempt to make it look real. No dialogue, just narration - much of it unintentionally funny but not enough to waste your time.

This is the 3rd movie in the infamous Olga series starring Audrey Campbell and it's a classic sickie! The pseudo mondo narration and the Wagner-like music gives the film an unique edge. It's low budget but nicely shot (handheld camera, dogme-style!) in glorious b/w and Miss Campbell is captivating in a twisted sort of way. This torture/bondage fest must've been pretty shocking in 1964. John Waters went to filmschool in New York around that time and said it influenced him more than any Eisenstein movie! Waters was expelled within a year in a reefer scandal. Michael Medved was right: THESE FILMS ARE UNHEALTHY! Producer George Weiss also backed another trash classic, Ed Wood's "Glen Or Glenda"! "Olga", an anti-PC masterpiece, and "Love Camp 7" are the obvious inspiration for the wonderful "Ilsa" movies and countless others. Jess Franco and Joe D'amato fans should defintely check in at this House Of Shame!