Dr. Sex, Case Studies in Nude Women

You will feel like a Peeping Tom after seeing this one. Today we have a classic exploitation film from one of the best.  This one, heavy on nudity and exotic dancing, will bring out your prurient side.  Sultry dames dancing nude...keeping house nude...bathing...taking off their undies...posing nude for artists...and men gawking and drooling at the spectacle.  Our feature today is 1964's "Dr. Sex," directed by Ted V. Mikels.

A weird sex-therapist, Dr. Sex (Victor Izay), is writing a text book with the most prurient case studies he can find.  He is assisted by the sultry Dr, Lovejoy (Julia Calda), who wants to party.  The duo is trying to convince the nerdy Dr. Schmutz (Max Joseph) to submit some of his case studies.  The trio tell the stories of their most intriguing and baffling case studies in their careers as sex-therapists. What unfolds is a cacophony of nudity, perversion, and sultry dames frolicking, wriggling, and jiggling.

Stories will be told of a house haunted by sultry dames, all nude, who keep house for the pervert owner.  Then the story of a Peeping Tom who watches a babe return home and gratuitously undress and take a sensual bath.  Then an exhibitionist babe who is having just too much fun posing nude for an artist.  Lovejoy even tells of putting herself in the experimental therapy of her patients which will require her to be nude.

Are you sensing a theme yet?  The cases are unusual, and the women are all sultry.  Dr. Lovejoy is eager to knock off early and party...orgy?  Schmutz is a square but he too has weird cases.  The stories border on the ridiculous and one may wonder if they are mere fantasies of the therapist trio.  This film has no redeeming qualities other than arousing the viewer...and that's okay!  For a dirty, smutty, and fantastic movie watching experience, "Dr. Sex" is the perfect one to view as wokeness is thrown out of the building. 

  

Jennie: Wife/Child, Sultry Blondes Wriggling and Jiggling

There is a whole lot of wriggling and jiggling going on in this film.  May I say...it is a man's film!  Burp, grunt, and scratch yourself...a movie for men who like Pabst Blue Ribbon and Camels.  There are two sultry blondes in this film who were cast for their wriggling and jiggling abilities.  Their plights?  Well, let us just say you men will be pleased.  For some gratuitous exploitation let us look at the rarely seen feature, 1968's "Jennie: Wife/Child," directed by Robert Carl Cohen and James Landis.

Jennie (Beverly Lunsford) is a sultry blonde 20-year-old wife.  She married the much older farmer, Albert (Jack Lester). Albert has a bad heart and Jennie was convinced her wriggling and jiggling could have sent him to the hereafter after some vicious carnal activities.  Oops, Albert hangs on. He is a miser and Jennie wants the finer things.  She wants new sexy dresses, to go dancing, and sex with hunks...Albert is no hunk.  Mario (Jim Reader) is a sweaty hunk and Albert's farmhand. Mario has orders never to go in the farmhouse or speak to Jennie.  Jennie pushes the issue when Albert has his back turned.  She does everything she can to seduce Mario to include gratuitous skinny-dipping.  Mario sweats a lot and tries to avoid the seductress...to no avail.  Mario does like girls, and to Jennie's jealous self, he really likes town floozie Lulu (Virginia Wood).

Lulu, after many drinks and a naked motorcycle ride, seduces Mario and this does not please Jennie. In fact, the slightly older Lulu has more experience seducing and no husband.  Wriggling and jiggling seem to be what floozie Lulu was born for. Albert humiliates Jennie by forcing her to engage in a very rigid type of marital sex.  Jennie finally successfully seduces Mario, and has quite a roll in the hay with him.  Now Jennie plots.  She wants the finer things so bad.  She plots a robbery of Albert, and an escape with Mario.  Uh oh... this doesn't go well and now Mario and Jennie are in mortal danger.  Enter Lulu again.  Thank our lucky stars for Lulu...what she does next will shock and arouse you.  Then the ending!  Wow!  We did not expect this...and us guys will be cheering!  As wokeness is thrown into the ash heap of history, this film takes on great relevance.

Will Lulu and Jennie engage in what seems to be an inevitable catfight?  Will a wriggling and jiggling competition lead to an orgy of all four characters in this film?  Will rolls in the hay and skinny-dipping make comebacks as popular film tropes here in 2025?  Seductive, gratuitous, and all entertainment, see "Jenni: Wife/Child."      

The Pom Pom Girls, Short Skirts, Tight Sweaters, and Cheers

As both Joe Biden and Kamala Harris were annihilated and humiliated during last election season, wokeness is on the run. No more ugly babe-wannabes with tattoos, shaved heads, and weird piercings. Today we look at a film with babes the way we like them...nubile, flirtatious, unmarred, and happy. Cheerleaders will frolic, high-kick, catfight, make passionate love, and roll around in bikinis in the surf.  Oh, yes...roll around in mud pits, too.  Made in 1976, during the end of the horror that was the Gerald Ford Administration, "The Pom Pom Girls" (directed by Joseph Ruben) is a perfect accompaniment to 1974's "The Swinging Cheerleaders."  Incidentally, these films, taken as a pair, are the magnum opus of Rainbeaux Smith.

As the film begins, the cheerleaders, captained by Laurie (Ashley) practice their routines in bikinis at the beach. They'll finish practice and roll around in the surf. Laurie and Sally (Lisa Reeves) will hook up with two jock football players, Jessie (Michael Mullins) and Johnny (Robert Carradine). Laurie is Jessie's girl. Unbeknownst to her, so is fellow cheerleader Sue Ann (Susan Player). Johnny and Sally will also get together.  Pre-marital sex will occur.  Jessie will boink Sue Anne in the back of his van and Laurie in her bed. Cheerleaders frolicking in mud...relevant to the plot?  You decide. Roxanne seems to be along for the ride but does get felt up by football jocks enough.  The high school kids must beware their rival high school who are always out to mess with them.

Cheerleaders frolic in the sand dunes.  Cheerleaders frolic in the surf.  The highlight of this film is when Laurie, Sally, Sue Anne, Roxanne, and all the other Rosedale High cheerleaders have a knock down drag out catfight with the Hardin High cheerleaders during the football game. Cheerleaders chased by the sheriff.  Cheerleaders banged by jocks. Cheerleaders doused with a firehose. We'll get to see the cheerleaders dressing in their outfits before the big game.  We'll see tension between Laurie and Sue Anne as they get dressed.  Yes, I know, this all seems metaphorical of the Gerald Ford presidency.  Let's not get political.  In an age of wokeness, as the wokeness is in the process of being annihilated, we can only hope for more movies like this and less with grouchy actresses who insist on being called actors trying to tout stupid "social causes" in their films.

Some critics see "The Pom Pom Girls" as a metaphor of the Ford Administration, while others see it differently.  They see it, especially as nubile babes are endangered and pawed, as an ominous foreshadowing of the horrors ushered in by the Carter Administration.  America was going through hard times in the 1970s, but thank your lucky stars we had nubile cheerleaders with a proclivity to frolic, love, and bounce up and down in either cheerleader outfits or bikinis.  May the spirit of Rainbeaux Smith return to us in the form of better films and roles for actresses as wokeness is catapulted out the window.  See "The Pom Pom Girls," and if your feeling vigorous, virile, and potent, see it in a double feature with "The Swinging Cheerleaders."