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A waste of 90 minutes of my life

Pretty good movie overall. First half was nothing special but it got better as it went along.

VIDEO VIXENS! is one of the dumbest softcore sex comedies I can remember watching. The thrust of the film is that a money-hungry TV producer decides to hold his own adult awards designed to showcase the best in stag cinema. The majority of the film's running time is made up of said awards playing out, interspersed with short films and spoof adverts advertising various sex-related products.And this really is a dumb film. I didn't laugh once as the jokes fall flat over and over again. When the subject of rape is played for laughs you know your film is in trouble and thus VIDEO VIXEN! has an offensive and demeaning quality to it. Many of the sex scenes involve violence or aggression towards women which also leaves a bad taste in the mouth. There's ample nudity here but also a lot of bad acting and a general aimless feel that makes it tough to keep your attention.

Brash and crazed cigar-chomping network TV executive Clifford Bradley (robustly essayed by Norman Field) decides to push the boundaries of good taste and moral decency by broadcasting an extremely bawdy and explicit stag movie awards show complete with equally racy commercials on live television. Bradley forces uptight film critic Gordon Gordon (well played to prissy perfection by Harrison Phillips) to host this filthy and depraved event. Director Ronald Sullivan, working from a blithely crude'n'crass script by Joel Gross, cheerfully panders to the lowest common denominator by milking the gloriously dirty jokes about porn, rape, sex, and certain parts of the human anatomy in the most admirably base, shameless, and tasteless manner imaginable (the TV commercial about a feminine hygiene product called Twinkle T**t and the sleazy "Dragnet" parody in particular are especially gut-busting). Moreover, the game cast tackle the vulgar material with commendable zest: The always enjoyable George "Buck" Flower has a field day as jolly smut flick director Rex Boorski and buxom blonde knockout Robyn Hilton makes for an ideal merry airhead as the incredibly vacuous Inga. Better still, 70's drive-in cinema starlets Terri Johnson, Maria Arnold, Sandy Dempsey, Kimberly Hyde, Angela Carnon, Robin Whitting, and the ever-adorable Cheryl Smith pop up in nifty bit parts. Of course, there's also plenty of tasty female nudity on display throughout (ladies will be thrilled to know that good ol' Buck also bares his beefy butt for his art). Jacques Urbont's bouncy'n'cheery score bubbles along to an infectiously happy beat. An absolute raunchy hoot.

A sex comedy? Is that what it's meant to be? I suppose it's very much like a lot of this genre from the seventies. If you think of a George Romero film of this type then it's much worse. Admittedly there is some nudity to keep your interest but overall it's barely watchable.

Clearly one expects a film like this to be at or near the bottom of the barrel. As a frame of reference, to better understand the range quality, to try the taste of beans after days of filets, one might occasionally sample a film that you expect to be bad. What one may be surprised to find out, as I was, is that for some films, like this one, the barrel has one bottom. There is no explanation, no description, no criticism that could impart the full measure of this movie's utterly astounding baseness. Whatever makes Plan 9 from Outer Space a loser and be found in spades in this gem of tasteless tripe. I am burning my copy so that one else might make the same mistake I did. There are better ways to test quality.