Firecracker

Perfect boobs, perfect skills.

a long time ago, I reviewed a 1974 blaxploitation classic known as TNT Jackson. Such film was produced by the legendary Roger Corman, and it just so happens today's review will be about the 1981 remake of the blaxploitation martial arts cult classic.ironically, the remake was once again produced by Mr. Roger Corman, so, enter Firecracker, AKA NAked Fist. 

One can tell by a few major set pieces that this is more than just your garden variety exploitation; veteran director Cirio H. Santiago definitely cooks with gas here. Having co- written the screenplay with actor Ken Metcalfe, he makes this a continuously snappy affair. The movie isn't wall to wall action, but there's still quite enough of it, as we get treated to many fine fight scenes that start almost right away. The feisty and fetching Jillian Kesner, may she rest in peace, is a delight to watch as she plays a karate champion & instructor, newly arrived in the Philippines, hellbent on finding out what happened to her missing sister. This makes "Firecracker" sound like something of a rehash of Santiago's "T.N.T. Jackson", where the plot was very similar, but "Firecracker" is even better, a fast paced, furious, bloody thrill ride highlighted by a shoot out staged in a striking location, a love making scene that is prefaced by the male CUTTING the clothes off of his partner (sex and violence are mingled in a memorable manner here), and the one scene that us fans of this movie will always have first and foremost in our minds, as Susanne Carter (Kesner) is pursued by two would be hit men and ways are constantly contrived to remove her clothing, until she's nearly nude (and showing off one extremely fine body) yet still very capable of defending herself. 

Female underwear: Ideal for karate fighting.

Shit! I was fingerin' my pussy & now these thugs make my day.

Early Fatalities.

The supporting cast contains a few familiar faces that are very welcome to B movie lovers: Darby Hinton ("Without Warning", "Malibu Express") as male lead Chuck Donner, the understandably ubiquitous Vic Diaz as Grip, Metcalfe himself as crime boss Erik, and Chanda Romero ("The Last Reunion") as undercover cop Malow.

The plot in this kind of films, is usually weak, and it barely gives us enough substance to believe our eyes & ears, and since Firecracker is a new take on the original TNT Jackson the story is nothing new as it is about a female looking for revenge, although there are some minor updates as the lead role is a karate champion who has to travel abroad (to the Phillipines) to investigate her sister's disappearance and suddenly stumbles on a drug ring and a tournament of no-holds-barred fights to the death!

I'll kick your ass before I swallow your cum!

Perfect vintage tits.

I need no clothes to kick your ass.

The film is mainly a showcase for the beautiful, athletic, voluptuous woman and convincing, tough fighter Jillian Kesner - and I have no complaints there: she has about 10 fight scenes in this movie, the first one of which occurs after only 2 minutes! The production is very cheap, but the fight choreography is actually quite good - not exactly on the level of early Jackie Chan but certainly vastly preferable to the heavily wired, computer-enhanced crap that so often passes for martial arts today. The long scene in which Kesner ends up topless as she tries to fight off two attackers is not just exploitation, but almost a statement: here is this undressed, unarmed, completely feminine woman and these two men can't touch her, can't even go near her without getting hurt. I'm surprised this B-movie mini-classic is so little known today.  

I deserve a facial after all the fights.

Oh, my tits are so hot!

Thanks for cumming sugar!

Overall, a little slicker than your typical potboiler, "Firecracker" is exciting and enticing stuff, and the viewer can groove along to the funky electronic score courtesy of Nonong Buencamino. The movie always makes sure to get right to the point, and deliver what fans of the genre want, and it deserves respect in that regard - and once it's over, it's OVER. It's 78 straight minutes of no-fooling-around fun. Eight out of 10. 

Here's the movie trailer:

Big Bad Mama II

Is she back? or is she reborn?

Roger Corman wasn't very fond of sequels, until he made an exception as his gangster sexploitation ride known as "Big Bad Mama" survived the 70's and moved on from drive-in theaters to a much safer place for movies: video rental stores, hence  to immortality...

This "sequel" to the 1974 cult classic is more of a remake since the events in the first film are overlooked and the characters are pretty much starting from scratch.

So, what's cooking in Big Bad Mama II?

Well, not much really. This time the film begins after Big Bad Mama's husband is murdered, Wilma McClatchie (Dickinson) takes her daughters Billie Jean (Danielle Brisebois) and Polly (Julie McCullough) on a crime spree so that they won't have to go to bed hungry at night. Wait! didn't we see that in the prequel? Anyways, Mama decides to get even with a crooked politician (Bruce Glover) by kidnapping his son (Jeff Yagher) but things don't go as planned...

Big Bad Mama II was shot in about two weeks for an extremely small amount of money so one should keep that in mind. What's so funny is that director Wynorski knows that this isn't going to be an Oscar-winner so instead of trying something fancy he just keeps the film moving at a nice pace and throws in as much action as he can (or as much action  as he can afford with such a restricted budget). The movie certainly isn't high quality and there's no question that it's not nearly as good as the first movie but I think the character do deserve a try,  and the cast do such a good job with them that you can't help but have fun as long as you don't mind this type of "B" film.

Big old mama  can still give us a good shag!

From FBI agent to Reporter.

Once again, Angie Dickinson does a fine job in her role as she has no problem playing tough and she's still quite believable in the part (perhaps seeing her older makes her a more realistic gangster type of character) Robert Culp plays a reporter/love interest and he too does a fine job. I've read some reviews that said he looked embarrassed but I don't agree at all as it seems he's having a wonderful time and he has some nice chemistry with Dickinson. Brisebois is fine playing the tough daughter while McCullough is awfully cute as the good girl. Even Yagher is enjoyable in his part and fans of HALLOWEEN will enjoy seeing Charles Cyphers in a quick bit. Glover really steals the film as the sleazy bad guy as you can't help but get a real kick because he's certainly a no-good snake that you love to hate. The director keeps the film moving at an incredibly fast pace and we're treated to all sorts of action with non-stop bullets going around and we even get several explosions. In true Roger Corman fashion we even get a sequence where some new footage is mixed in with mostly scenes from the original movie. The nudity on display, especially that of McCullough, just adds to the fun. One strange thing is that in 1987 just about anything could go in the direct to video market (this did hit a few theaters) but this film is actually a lot tamer than the original with much of the sleaze cut out.

I'm old enough to suck you dry son.

Naughty sisters.

So, is it worth the watch?

The first Big Bad Mama was a quickie Bonnie and Clyde wannabe on a much lower budget and a much shorter shooting schedule. Angie looked good and seemed to be enjoying herself in a rare bad girl role, and there were enough car chases, shoot-outs and nudity to keep the viewer from falling asleep.

Big Bad Mama II is more (and less) of the same. Mostly less, since writer- director Jim Wynorski aims for camp, but can't manage to get laughs with anything. (This was a career-long failing for him.) Angie is back, but she's now over 50, and the Depression gangster genre has put on a few years too. With nothing new in the way of story ideas or screen visuals, there seems to be no point too having made a sequel beyond cashing in on the original for its video notoriety. More car chases, more guns, but little point. The sequel is only for die hard Angie fans. Collectors of celebrity nude will be disappointed that Angie's nude scenes were doubled (by former Penthouse model Monique Gabrielle).  

Oh baby, cum inside me!

Here's the movie trailer:

 

Big Bad Mama

Real women for real trouble.

So, in the past entry we finished reviewing the four movie pack featuring the Roger Corman Nurses collection, today we'll continue with the genius of Mr. Corman, only this time we'll check one of his most "cult level" films ever made. That's right peeps! it's 1974's Big Bad Mama, a film that has aged like wine featuring the gorgeous Angie Dickinson at her best, performing her most exquisite nude scenes ever recorded on film. However, it is important to remember this is a B movie based mostly on other popular Hollywood films, so if you come into it without unrealistic expectations you will find it very amusing. Besides, the film doesn't take itself too seriously, and neither should you. In fact, it edges up toward camp, but backs away. Bill Shatner was, well, Bill Shatner. Angie Dickinson seemed to be a little bit amused about the material throughout. She was gorgeous, though, and this film contains her best nude scenes. (I found it interesting that she made no attempt to bleach or otherwise disguise her dark pubic hair. Apparently a bottle blonde. Eye candy, nonetheless.) Sally Kirkland contributes one, too, as do the actresses (previously unknown to me) who play the daughters. One of these, Susan Sennett, was also very lovely. It was too bad she did not continue her acting career. According to the almighty IMDb, she married some guy named Graham Nash, and hasn't been seen much since.

Doggy Style fucking is not a crime.

Blonde in the head, Brunette in the twat.

Released in 1974, Big Bad Mama was considered as a  crude B film which provided an enjoyable romp for killing a few hours, but was not intended to leave any lasting memories. I was vastly surprised when I saw it listed on Turner's Classic Movies program recently. A Classic! - what was wrong with my recollections of it.? So I decided to watch it again and find out. As I remembered, it was a well made but essentially very bad film, most of which is in very poor taste and was difficult to justify watching. Nevertheless it proved to be a classic guilty pleasure that I kept remembering and drawing amusement from for a long time afterwards, so I found myself again facing the eternal question to be answered by every movie enthusiast - what constitutes a good movie? Does it have to be educational, enlightening or inspirational? Can't it just be lighthearted fun, perhaps in bad taste, but nevertheless welcomed for providing a little real relaxation after a period of hard work? I have always accepted the latter position, so after re-watching Big Bad Mama I am happy to report that, although it is a movie in rank bad taste which deserves only a low IMDb rating, it provides a hilarious and very enjoyable viewing experience that turns it into an instant cult classic, strong enough as to have its own sequel in 1987 "Big Bad Mama 2"...

Fuck her hard.

How about a big pussy rubbin' orgy?

Incest treesome?

Its failures are largely in content, it makes fun of every serious concern it can look at during a relatively short running time of just over 80 min. These are all covered at a cracking pace that leaves viewers with little chance to think seriously about any message. In retrospect I am sure it tackled as many targets as it could possibly cover, but with no objective other than to amuse, certainly with no intention of forcing us to think. Politics, religion, the law, prohibition, misuse of firearms, bootlegging, taxes, burlesque, kidnapping - you name it they were mostly there (although I do not remember any references to race relations, which was probably wise.) Its period was set squarely in the middle of the depression and the location was somewhere in the deep south of the USA (although it was filmed in California) where this was biting particularly severely. The pace was such that each sequence tended to end just a tad too soon, so there was no opportunity for any boredom. Its ending was interesting. As Mama with her daughters escaped from their last shoot out, (apparently) with a minor wound to her arm, she suddenly collapsed and passed out. Her implied death tied up loose ends and no doubt pleased advocates of Hayes Code, morality rules, without prohibiting her eventual recovery to participate in a sequel 13 years later. Bravo RC - too many sequels created recently have been spoiled by illegitimately changing the ending of the original film.

Lemme check your tits sis.

My twat is ready honey.

Cum is over, game is over.

What more should I say? First I should commend Angie Dickinson who has undertaken an incredible range of roles over almost 50 years. Perhaps none were truly memorable, but I can't remember going home unhappy after seeing any of them. This film earns one star for excellent photography, including some extremely enjoyable shots of many delightful 1930 era vehicles, another for Roger Corman's usual impeccable direction - it is incredible how many different genres of film he has made that deserve this comment, and a third for its very acceptable acting - far above what I remember as the standard I used to expect from B movies, especially those seen in Drive-in theatres. Despite its entertainment value; I found difficulty in justifying another star without ignoring artistic quality, but eventually recognised its outstanding and almost unmatched pacing by awarding a fourth. I must also thank TCM for giving me this chance to see it again, and look forward to doing so next time if they decide to give it another spin. If not - with a bit of searching I might find a DVD still available, or perhaps I should suggest the release of a Blue-ray edition. 

The Young Nurses

Slutty nurses.

This movie was a follow-up to the hit Roger Corman quickie The Student Nurses (unfortunately this film is not a part of the Nurses DVD set) and went along similar lines, but had a completely different cast and no story carry-over. Once again, the idea was to weave together a story of young professionals trying to succeed amid the temptations of the swinging early 70s. The cast are attractive but very inexperienced unknowns and the script does them few favors. The story focuses on a drug ring operating out of the hospital where the trainee nurses work, and they decide to investigate, an action that runs counter to the usual anti-establishment tone of the series. Beyond that nothing much of interest happens. Mostly this was just another exercise in soft-core titillation, with the camera following the girls in their tight uniforms along hospital corridors, and then off to parties where they smoke dope, take off their tops and have sex.

I need to try your cum to see if you're healthy.

Please wash my  twat with your cock.

The problem here is that the series creators were pretty much out of fresh ideas and so just recycled the same old character conflicts from earlier in the series: sexist doctors, older nurses who aren't with it and rigid administrators who are more concerned with protocol than patient care. Yawn. As a result this movie is now not very entertaining, except perhaps as camp. The dialogue probably sounded fairly hip at the time (or maybe it didn't) but it is pretty laughable now, and unless the viewer couldn't get enough of 1973 and is looking for a groovy, mod era experience, and any old one will do, I would avoid this type of movie if I wasn't an exploitation connoisseur. It's cheap-jack, not very well or very imaginatively made and even fails to satisfy as exploitation, since very little sensationalistic happens and nothing happens that we hadn't already seen in the earlier installments. 

Let's see if your pussy is ready to handle tons of cum.

Nurses like to go nude.

So, the story has it that a trio of young nurses get into all sorts of trouble at a hospital: sweet and sunny Kitty (an endearingly spunky portrayal by lovely blonde Jean Manson) falls for handsome boat racer Donahue (Zach Taylor), gutsy and assertive Joanne (well played with spirited aplomb by fetching brunette Ashley Porter) breaks protocol while aspiring to be a doctor, and socially conscientious Michelle (a fine performance by Angela Gibbs) investigates a drug ring operating out of the hospital. Director Clint Kimbrough, working from a tight and to the point script by Howard R. Cohen, relates the eventful story at a constant snappy pace, maintains an amiable tone throughout, and delivers more than enough yummy female nudity and steamy soft-core sex to satisfy exploitation movie fans (Manson in particular looks absolutely delectable sans clothes). 

This is what I call pleasing the patient.

I love being nude!

The attractive and appealing cast keeps things humming: Manson, Porter, and especially Gibbs excel in the lead roles, with sound support from Allan Arbus as tough, but fair chief surgeon Krebs, William Joyce as smarmy rich jerk Fairbanks, Mary Doyle as snippy head nurse Dockett, and Kimberly Hyde as sexy candy striper Peppermint. Popping up in nifty bits are Dick Miller as a mean, unsympathetic cop, Sally Kirkland as a woman at a sex clinic, and Mantan Moreland in his last role as an old man. Legendary director Samuel Fuller contributes a neat, but regrettably brief appearance as smooth and ruthless drug ring mastermind Doc Haskell. Daniel Lacambre's sharp cinematography gives the picture a pleasing sparkling look. Gregory Prestopino's funky bluesy score and the groovy jammin' soundtrack further enliven this nifty little flick.

Here's the cool movie trailer:

Private Duty Nurses

Nurses, naughty nurses.

George Armitage, director of the cult favorite "Miami Blues" and the writer of the less-than-cult-favorite "Gas-s-s-s" made this one for b movies master Roger Corman (a few years after AIP's infamous butchering of the release print of "Gas-s-s-s"). "Private Duty Nurses" is a particularly cheap-looking entry in the "Nurses" series which New World Pictures produced in the early 1970's. And, as with the other "Nurses" entries, the film is essentially an excuse to show actresses in several different levels of undress. So definitely, the film is another you-don't-wanna-miss 70's artistic entry into the world of the exploitation genre, AKA sexploitation, AKA Nurseploitation.

"Private Duty Nurses" begins with the three main characters, the female nurses (two white, one black), looking for an apartment. They get hit on by their new sleazy landlord. After work, the nurses end up at a crummy bar where even crummier rock music is played (the lead singer looks like a cross between Pete Townshend and Steve Perry). One of the nurses is astounded by the sight of a water bed (a novelty in 1971) and we get the first taste of nudity. Back at the hospital, one of the nurses meets a patient, a strange Vietnam veteran who races motorcycles. They become romantically involved. The black nurse becomes involved with a doctor working in the ghetto; he tells her about racism within the profession, making her see things in a more politically-motivated light.

This is why they're called "private duty nurses"

Keeping the American way alive with a good fuck.

Yes, the "Nurses" films all had their political slant, per order of Corman. It seems he liked to appeal to his youthful audience with more than just cheesecake; at least he tried adding nutritional value to these films, however obvious and awkward such attempts are (especially when analyzing these films at home on DVD). As with the other "Nurses" films, "Private Duty Nurses" is episodic and filled with unnecessary montages set to music, present mostly to fill up the running time. There are extended love making scenes (enter more saucy 70's gratuitous nudity, although when compared with today's standards such scenes are really lame & dissapointing for the modern fappers & Schlockers).

There is drama: The Vietnam vet is hurt in a motorcycle competition and needs to be operated on. The Pete Townshend-Steve Perry look-alike sings more songs. There is an ugly rape scene, the point of which is only to give the movie some action. There's a shoot-out which reveals one of the male characters as a drug smuggler. All of the plot details seem arbitrary, however, since Armitage seems to have made it all up as he went along.

One thing of special note is that little care seems to have been taken in the digital transfer of the sound and picture. Not that such refurbishing would help the film that much, but it would be nice to see "Private" get the same treatment New Horizons has given the other "Nurses" films.

Boobs & the american flag, you can't go wrong with that!

Beauty in the darkness.

"Private Duty Nurses" is not all that enjoyable. It takes itself too seriously, and the bits of humor Armitage does throw in (as he did with "Night Call Nurses") get lost amid the heavy-handed moments of melodrama. Does the motorcyclist survive surgery after his accident? Who cares..."Private Duty Nurses" certainly doesn't.

As with most of the "Nurses" films, this one is a minor diversion without any real substance. Sure, the main characters are likable enough but Armitage doesn't give them much to play off of as far as a plotline or believable dialogue.

Heal me with a good fuck please.

I sometimes wish I had been alive during the heyday of the drive-in, where I could have seen this film along with four others of its type for a buck and a half. Nowadays, it costs four dollars just to see one!

Here's the opening sequence of the film, featuring the official theme from the film played by Sky, a band whose singer would later form the all time classic band The Knack!:

Night Call Nurses

Naughty naughty.

Continuing with the daring exploits of the Roger Corman's Nurses we travel back in time to 1972 to meet with the "Night Call Nurses", a film which is essentially a relic of the typical product thrust upon drive-in theatres in the 1970s. There isn't much of a plot, just a whole lot of nonsense about three nurses and their exploits. There is a lot of nudity, a little humor, some slasher-film elements and a truck driver who does psychedelic drugs. Pretty ridiculous stuff overall, but not without some amusing parts. Besides, having nudity, sex, drug use & slasher elements was kind of like the rule for the exploitation films.

With their clothes on, they're your average nurse.

"Night Call Nurses" was merely one entry in the New World Films "Nurses" cycle which included "Candy Stripe Nurses" and the original "Student Nurses." While those films had a more coherent plot than this one, it is difficult to criticize this one for being so episodic and meandering because the film delivers what it promises: nude women. There are plenty here, no complaints in that category.

And George Armitage, who went on to make the cult classic "Miami Blues," infused some wit and social commentary into the script which are also present in his own foray as writer-director into the "Nurses" cycle, "Private Duty Nurses.", which soon I'll be reviewing right here.

These, are sexy nurses.

This nurse like to share her shower time.

So, what is Night Cal Nurses about? A trio of nurses -- sweet and perky Barbara (cute brunette Patty Bryne), sunny Janis (lovely and engaging blonde Alana Stewart), and responsible Sandra (a solid performance by Mittie Lawrence) -- really have their hands full working in a psych ward at a hospital where they have to contend with nutty patients, creepy stalkers, and black revolutionaries. Zestfully directed by Jonathan Kaplan, with a nonstop fast pace, a quirky, witty, and eventful script by George Armitage and Danny Opatoshu, an episodic, but dynamic and entertaining free-form narrative structure, polished cinematography by R. Michael Stringer, a colorful array of kooky patients (Martin Ashe in particular is a total hoot as jolly old flasher Benny), a funky-diggin' bluesy rock score, likable eccentric characters, a sharp and inspired sense of amusingly brash irreverent humor, and, naturally, a pleasing plenitude of tasty female nudity, this snappy and carefree affair provides loads of offbeat and easygoing fun. 

The lively acting from an enthusiastic cast rates as another a major asset: Bryne, Stewart, and Lawrence make for attractive and appealing leads, Richard Young contributes an amiable turn as loopy speed freak cowboy truck driver Kyle Toby, plus there are neat turns by Felton Perry as sarcastic ex-con Jude, Stack Pierce as charismatic political prisoner Sampson, Dennis Dugan as affable orderly Kit, and Clint Kimbrough as manipulative New Age shrink Dr. Bramlett. The ubiquitous Dick Miller has a funny bit as sleazy motorist Dr. Jensen while flash-in-the-pan 70's exploitation starlets Lynn Guthrie and Dixie Lee Peabody briefly appear as members of Bramlett's encounter group. A real blast. 

Roll up for the night call girl!

Nurses like to fuck friendly!

Overall, a must, not only for the diehard exploitation lovers, but also for Roger Corman lovers and nude women lovers in general. I for one, would like to state that the 70's exploitation genre delivered some of the most beautiful women the industry could deliver, besides, they were all natural, no fake boobs, no surgery shit, just real female nude beauty.

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What is the nurseploitation sexploitation sub-genre?

Nunsploitation is a genre unto itself. Hundreds of "nurse romance" novels were made in the past century. Once we entered into the late 50's and early 60's those novels became "nurse pulp fiction" novels and once the exploitation film genre began, some smart guys decided to exploit nurses in the big screen, releasing several sexploitation/exploitation films that later would become known as "Nurseploitation" films. Essentially those films were just like any sexploitation film, only focused on depicting nurse stories of course. Also the porn industry got into making porn movies following the nurse madness.

Holy blonde!

Fuck a nurse!

Where can you find this gem? Well, that's quite easy as the "Roger Corman's All Night Marathon: the Nurses Collection" pack has  been recently released and it's available in every online store around the globe. The pack not only features "Night Call Nurses" but it also comes with "Candy Stripe Nurses", "Private Duty Nurses" & "The Young Nurses". The audio quality and video transfer are the best you can get. Besides the artwork is really cool, as if it was actually made in the 70s. Shout Factory has already produced several Roger Corman DVD packs and believe me, they are the best at doing it.

Great pack for a nurseploitation night.

Could you believe someone defined these nurses films as the "Nurseploitation" genre?

Here's the movie trailer:

Candy Stripe Nurses

Naughty 70's nurses!

After discussing some legendary films that are indeed masterpieces in their own right, it is time to return to the core of our movies blog: B movies, and what better way of returning to the very core of our blog it is to continue reviewing Roger Corman's legendary exploitation films catalogue. So today we enter a recent 4 movie DVD addition to the Roger Corman's Cult Classics collection: All Night Marathon, The Nurses Collection! The amazing 4 movies set feature Candy Stripe Nurses, Night Call Nurses, Private Duty Nurses & The Young Nurses.  Obviously, this time Mr. Roger Corman wants to study the many naughty cravings we all had & still have about the urban legend of those horny nurses willing not only to give you your medicine, but also willing to make your sex craving dreams come true.

Nurses like treesomes.

So today we'll start with 1974's Candy Stripe Nurses. Let's see if I got the plot correctly. I believe it went something like this: topless woman, topless woman, naked woman, topless woman, naked woman, topless woman, 2(!!) topless women. There was also a subplot about one of the nurses trying to help a patient beat a charge of armed robbery, so definitely you're in for a sexploitation treat.

Let me check your cock, you may be ill.

I so need to get my twat ready for my patients.

Rape a nurse!

In all seriousness, I rather enjoyed parts of this movie. I know this is going to be hard to believe, but the acting by the women playing the nurses was wonderful. Usually the women in these types of movies simply have to speak English and look good without their clothes on. (Although sometimes the speaking English part isn't necessary.) Every one of the actresses in "Candy Stripe Nurses" did an admirable job and all of their characters were sympathetic ones. That really helped to partially overcome the cheesy plot. I've seen A LOT worse '70s movies similar to this one. Kinda fun little flick...but nothing that'll blow you away. 

Nurse my cock bitch!

Fuck a nurse!

There's one reason and one reason only that I bring CANDY STRIPE NURSES to your attention -- its connection to another movie that's both more famous and rather infamous. The opening credits for NURSES attribute the music to the duo of Thompson and Tabor. It turns out that Tabor is none other than Eron Tabor, the actor who played one of the four rapists (Johnny, the gas station guy) in I SPIT ON YOUR GRAVE. (My source is the commentary on the Millennium Edition DVD of GRAVE.) Unfortunately, there's no way to tell how much of the music was composed by Mr. Tabor. Also unfortunately -- but not surprisingly -- there was no attempt to enhance the soundtrack for the DVD release, and there's significant wow in the music throughout.

As far as the movie itself goes, it's an attempt to graft serious drama onto silly sex comedy, and in my opinion, the graft didn't take.Anyways sexploitation is good for what it is, this isn't an Oscar winning movie and I'm sure you're not here looking for that kind of shit. Long live Roger Corman!

Next entry we'll continue reviewing these naughty nurses films.

Here a movie excerpt: