"...a perfect time to relish yesteryear's schlock cinema!"
New York Village Voice, by Nick Rutigliano
Further Exploits
| Please Sleaze Me With immoral majorities running the country, the present seems a perfect time to relish yesteryear's schlock cinema. There's a pure juvenile (or JD) satisfaction to be found in this product of a time when Hollywood and its censors could be bested by movies whose scripts played second fiddle to their poster copy. In Mau Mau Sex Sex (Cinema Village), director Ted Bonnitt attempts a grind-house elegy by documenting retired exploiteers David Friedman (who, with Herschell Gordon Lewis, concocted the immortally awful Blood Feast) and frequent partner Dan Sonney, whose father peddled silent-era sleaze. Blessed with Friedman's knack for carny-barking publicity, the pair churned out innumerable "soft-X" pictures together. Unwilling to put money shots where their mouths were, Friedman and Sonney retired at the dawn of hardcore, their guiltless freak shows and tawdry rebellions only recently rediscovered. APRIL 4, 2001 |
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