Inclubabu Plot so thin, it passes unnoticed.

Dorathen Better Late Then Never

Janis One of the most extraordinary films you will see this year. Take that as you want.

Kayden This is a dark and sometimes deeply uncomfortable drama

Woodyanders Celebrity impressionist Carl C. Clooney (a marvelously manic Michael Pataki), hulking aggressive rapist Dick Peters (Bob Minor in peak lecherous form), and gay Bruce Wilson (the supremely wacky Stephen Stucker of "Airplane!" fame) are a trio of dangerous sexual deviates who escape from an asylum for the criminally insane. The demented threesome head towards an all-girls school for some depraved carnal fun. Director/co-writer Gregory Corarito loads this enjoyably nutty comedic romp with plenty of blithely lowbrow raunchy humor, doesn't skimp on the tasty female nudity, and elicits zesty performances from a game cast of familiar 70's exploitation cinema regulars. The ladies in particular are incredibly hot and appealing: radiant Irish redhead Sharon Kelly has a ball as feisty martial artist Greta, Jane Steele is absolutely adorable as the cute Betsy, Zoe Grant likewise impresses as foxy gym instructor Ms. Crowley, and legendary busty pin-up model Roberta Pedon almost steals the whole show as the luscious Carla. Popping up in cool supporting parts are the ubiquitous George "Buck" Flower as grubby, henpecked farmer Earl, John Alderman as uptight principal Dr. Baxter, and 70's trailer voice guy Ron Gans as a television newscaster. The tasteless jokes about rape are admittedly crude, but still quite hysterically funny all the same. Other sleazy highlights include a regrettably brief lesbian scene and a strenuous knock-down drag-out no-holds-barred catfight. The funky score by Randy Johnson and Fred Selden hits the groovy spot. Louis Horvath's rough, gritty, but fairly polished cinematography does the trick as well. A real gut-busting riot.

Jimmy Vespa Oh Lordy! Well, I can't say I wasn't warned. Having seen the cut-to-ribbons British release version on some ropey little label when I was a youngster, I recently became curious to see this exploitation roughie again, and finally tracked down a copy after months of trying. And while I was watching it (or more precisely, watching most of it - the video copy I located had about twenty minutes' worth of vertical rolling and picture snow, rendering the first act unwatchable) I couldn't help thinking how the memory has a nasty habit of cheating. The buxom, bouncing women are all there, present and correct, and Stephen Stucker is just as funny as I remembered him (he also gets to show off his piano playing), but I'd forgotten - or was too young to fully comprehend - just how crass and insensitive this film really is. Sam Peckinpah upset the moral majority by showing Susan George coming to enjoy being raped by her ex-boyfriend in the gruesome potboiler STRAW DOGS, but in this sleaze-fest the idea that women enjoy being molested and violated is repeated again and again, even to the point of previously sobbing, near-hysterical victims sitting down to enjoy a glass of wine and a little light refreshment with their assailants moments after their ordeal! And yes, there's another male myth proudly on show here - the women who (almost literally) "ask for it"! In the pre-politically correct seventies, this was standard X-film fare, but seen thirty years later it seems so outrageously corrupt and wrong-headed that DELINQUENT SCHOOLGIRLS looks every bit as if it came from a weird parallel universe that has yet to catch up with our more enlightened times. The film's technical credits are every bit as fumbled as the hapless victims - the photography is grimy, the lighting poor, the sound muffled, the editing looks as if it was done with a hacksaw and the performances are dire (Bob Minor looks embarrassed, and who can blame him). Then there are the 'action' scenes, which are so poorly choreographed they resemble a skit from The Goodies that somebody forgot to speed up. A karate adviser is credited, but judging from what's on show here he didn't hang around the set for long. When he's not contriving up-skirt shots or leering over the mistreatment of his buxom female cast, Gregory Corarito's direction is as static as a house brick. And what's the deal with the inane, parping, faux-Benny Hill music that accompanies the double rape scene in the kitchens? DELINQUENT SCHOOLGIRLS is a shot of pure sleaze, right between the eyes, and won't disappoint anyone looking for mean-spirited misogyny.

john22900 This is what movies with a hard R rating is all about and what other such like-minded drive-in type films aspire to and never quite reach. Great sleaze fest and great cast. I've taken one point off because there should have been more screen time given to Roberta Pedon and her great body! Although Sharon Kelly does appear in the movie too and she is also good but also underused in the film! And that scene with the rape of the two kitchen women is great but should've been extended a lot more than it was. The three escaped lunatics are wildly funny. The scene with the elderly teacher hypnotizing and then seducing the student should have also been lengthened a lot more. In fact, that scene alone seems to have a great deal of relevance to the things going on in our schools today all across the nation.

EyeAskance A warped flick played for the sort of questionable laughs one couldn't possibly get away with in today's "politically correct" climate. Three oddly diverse characters escape from a funny-farm, and proceed to wreak sexual havoc upon a private boarding school for girls. Understand, though, that these are the type of schoolgirls who spend a lot of time exploring their lesbian desires, reading pornographic magazines, and smoking reefer. Too, their martial arts skills are quite impressive... Jam-packed with jiggling female mystique, CARNAL MADNESS is a demented dollop of filth, resplendent in its runaway bad taste. It's a grimy little stitch in time, and a sweet memory of a less restrained America that we will not likely see again. 5.5/10