William
A. (Blackenstein) Levey directed this silly softcore sci-fi sex comedy. Two aliens named Sergeant Jerkoff and Private
Asshole come down to Earth to find women to help them propagate the
species. Whenever they spy on couples
making love, they beam the women up to their ship just as they’re about to
achieve orgasm and impregnate them with their lizard tongues. Their first stop is Hollywood, where they
visit a house of ill repute and get it on with a hooker played by Ilsa herself,
Dyanne Thorne. Other couples are found
necking on Lovers Lane, on a movie set, and in a sheik’s harem.
If
you thought Blackenstein looked cheap, wait till you see this. The costumes and sets are terrible, and the aliens’
masks are lame. It is amusing to see
unsuspecting tourists’ reactions to the aliens walking past the porno shops on
Hollywood Boulevard though.
Sheltered
21st century viewers are likely to have a conniption during the
extended, unfunny jokes made at the expense of gays. I mean, I hate political correctness and all,
but just having dudes in chintzy alien costumes dropping slurs won’t garner any
laughs from anyone. In fact, most of the
aliens’ dialogue is flat-out dumb. (“Finger-lickin’
good!”) The only laughs come from the
breathless, satisfied Earth women who say the title after the aliens have their
way with them.
All
this wouldn’t matter if the sex scenes were any good. As it stands, the film features the standard
issue bumping and grinding you’d expect from a cheap sexploitation picture. Nothing more, nothing less. (There’s also a XXX version that awkwardly
inserts hardcore footage into the action.)
It’s always fun seeing Thorne on screen, and Russ Meyer starlet Haji appears
briefly as a harem girl, but even their enormous talents can’t save this one.
AKA: Erotic Encounters of the Best Kind. AKA:
Erotic Encounters of the Fourth Kind.
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