The LEGO Movie 2: The Second Part
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Wacky, energetic and frequently bouncy sexploitation fun.
If anything can be said of Russ Meyer it's that he knew something of the American male psyche. Forget about conjecture or estimations or hypothesis or psychology or audience surveys or anything: put some big tits on the screen and American men will watch.
And he fills the screen with 'em.
There's a bit of the old ultra violence, too. On the side. Against the women. Mainly against the women.
And that's about the whole show: "I hate my mommie. No, I love her. No, I hate her. No ..."
You be the judge. You decide.
What that says or means about this nation I've got no clue. I wanna be ignorant.
Not as bad as the crass title suggests, "Supervixens" has above-average acting (by Russ Meyer standards) and a fast-moving story. Of course, it includes Meyer's usual quirks. Spectacular bosoms. An arid, middle-of-nowhere location. And, weirdest of all, his incongruous love for patriotic marches.
The episodic plot strains to feature as many gals as possible, but it's a relatively smooth ride. Handsome Clint Ramsey (Charles Pitts) works at a desert gas station, partnered with (seriously?) ex-Nazi Martin Bormann. At home, he has a jealous, curvy wife (Shari Eubank) who is so sexually demanding that fiery arguments result. If only we all had such problems. Like the rest of the film's beauties, her name (SuperAngel) has a silly prefix.
Policeman Harry Sledge (veteran character actor Charles Napier) responds to a complaint about Clint's and SuperAngel's latest screaming battle and, once Clint skulks off to a bar, sparks fly between Harry and SuperAngel. The two soon head for the bedroom, but creepy Harry has potency problems (he apparently needs a taste of violence to become aroused). After SuperAngel ridicules his virility, he murders her in a rage.
A spurned bartender (SuperHaji) sinks Clint's alibi out of spite, and Clint knows he will be blamed for the killing. He quickly cuts out of town on foot. From there, random twists of hitchhiking carry the story. His road adventures include a young driver with a horny girlfriend (SuperCherry); an older farmer with a horny Austrian wife (SuperSoul); a hotel manager with a deaf, black, horny daughter (SuperEula); and, finally, the horny owner of a gas station/diner (SuperVixen, again portrayed by Eubank). Poor Clint has more action than he can handle. That last woman could be his perfect match, but beware...Harry may return to seek revenge.
"Supervixens" begins brilliantly but it sags a bit in the middle. The episodic section when Clint goes on the run after being framed by Harry for SuperAngel's murder, though undeniably entertaining, feels like its wandered in from another movie. Fortunately, things get back on track for the wonderfully over-the-top finale.
Meyer is one weird director but there are a couple of points that make this film watchable....hmmmm
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