Sabrina Siani
If you're familiar with the innumerable sword & sorcery flicks Italian cinema churned out during the 1980s, chances are you've seen Sabrina Siani. Either naked or in extremely skimpy outfits. The beautiful, blonde starlet (real name: Sabrina Seggiani, but sometimes billed Sabrina Sellers) graced many a cut-price fantasy epic, typecast as an Amazonian princess or gutsy jungle girl. Jess Franco wasn't a fan (calling her: "the stupidest person I've ever met"), but what does he know? Siani may not have set the screen alight as a teen cannibal queen in Franco's dreadful Mondo Cannibale (1980), but at least she didn't direct it.
Following a brief stint in sex comedies and Franco's calamitous gut-muncher, Siani soaked up the sun in Blue Lagoon rip-off Blue Island (1982) and played a feisty, female Tarzan in Umberto Lenzi's Incontro Nell'Ultimo Paradiso (1982), before making her mark as a sword-swinging maiden in Aristide Massaccesi's Ator the Fighting Eagle (1982). Contrary to Franco's sentiments, Siani had a lot to offer: a winning athleticism, sex appeal, and a charismatic screen presence. Whether slaying monsters, befriending bears (!), or smouldering seductively, she frequently upstaged bland beefcake, leading men like Peter McCoy (Pietro Torrisi) and Miles O'Keefe.


"A woman nude in furs is somehow more erotic...inducing pleasure so great it becomes painful." Quite. Not to be confused with the Jess Franco movie lensed the same year, Venus in Furs is a more faithful adaptation of Leopold von Sacher-Masoch's infamous novel. It benefits from the seductive presence of the awesome Laura Antonelli, a sexploitation starlet who went on to a respectable art-house career. Severin (Regis Valee), an obsessive voyeur, craves to be whipped and humiliated following a childhood trauma. He spies on his beautiful neighbour Wander (Antonelli) masturbating nude in furs and discovers she's happily aware of being watched. What follows is a twisted love story between voyeur and provocative exhibitionist. After marriage, Severin moulds Wanda into the perfect vessel for his fantasies, goading her into sex with strangers while he watches. Happy at first, Wanda comes to resent his games and rebels. Reborn as an unstoppable love monster she beds a succession of mustachioed hunks and drives Severin away. The peculiar conclusion has Severin discover his wife's identical double: a gum-chewing prostitute more compliant to his desires. As music swells, she whips him silly - a happy ending, of sorts...
Beautiful Caroline Munro as space-bikini babe, Stella Star! Gold-clad Christopher Plummer using mystical powers to "halt the flow of time"! Kung fu fighting Amazons, acrobatic Troglodytes, and lightsaber battles with stop-motion robots! The Hoff firing frickin' laser beams from his eyes! Is Starcrash the greatest movie ever made? Probably not, but it's awfully good fun. Second best of the late seventies Star Wars rip-offs, behind Kinji Fukasaku's mind-blowing Message from Space (1978).
Comedians don’t generally translate well into script-writing, especially when it comes to film. Not nowadays, anyway. Britain’s seen enough of its finest comic talents who trod the boards on Saturday Live or The Secret Policeman’s Ball go on to make crappy big-screen adaptations of their best-loved characters (Kevin And Perry Go Large, Ali G Indahouse) to reinforce the point. Trouble is, most characters are a one-note joke – you can’t do a lot with a character that’s so ubiquitous thanks to a catchphrase or an action. Borat only really succeeded because he was a “sleeper” character, and as such was able to get away with a lot more than Ali G, for example, couldn’t. We knew what Ali G would say, but not Sacha Baron Cohen’s other creation.
Voodoo! Zombies! Vampirism! Leopard Women! Amando de Ossorio’s Spanish horror film
Japanese director Koji Wakamatsu’s experimental film
Henry James’ classic horror tale The Turn of the Screw has been adapted for the screen many times. Most film adaptations follow a somewhat similar formula and use the basic story found in the book as their focus. In my opinion the best of these adaptations is Jack Clayton’s
My fondness for Jess Franco definitely clouds any objective opinion I can have of his work, but I think
Right, hands up who thinks Serge Gainsbourg was a dirty old man? It’s fair to say that we in England only know Gainsbourg as the French chansonnier that bought us the ‘love’ song ‘Je t’aime,’ which shares its title with this movie. The lyrics of that were of a couple having sex to orgasm, one line memorably translating as “I come and go between your kidneys.” Other than that, old Serge, who had a face like he was constantly being pressed up against plate-glass, famously told an interviewer what he’d most like to do to Whitney Houston while live on air.
Remember that period between Steven Spielberg directing AI: Artificial Intelligence and Munich when the film fraternity thought he’d become a workaholic? “Wow, six films in four years,” they said in the press. “They don’t even involve a subtext about a family breaking up.”
We all carry preconceptions. Just as Brits are thought of as reserved types who’d rather have a cuppa than a roll in the hay, we in this country (fuelled by fortnights on the Costa Brava and repeats of Duty Free) tend to think of the Spanish as lazy, ill-educated and obsessed with sex and siestas. When pressed, that’s the image most people get in their mind’s eye.
This entertaining satanic sexploitation flick was released on Region-1 NTSC DVD as part of Image Entertainment's Redemption label late last year and if you're a fan of British horror films from the 1970s I think it's worth a look.

On Sunday March 4th The Los Angeles Grindhouse Festival 2007 presented by Quentin Tarantino at the New Beverly Cinema got off to great start with a double-bill of the blaxploitation classic The Mack (1973) and the martial arts action flick The Chinese Mack (Da jiao long, 1974).
Fans of clinical Canadian quirkmeister David Cronenberg should be chuffed to pieces to learn that two of his earliest movies - Stereo and Crimes of the Future - have been deemed worthy of a UK release by Reel23, a Dutch DVD company now releasing some highly welcome arthouse oddities over here.





