Tuesday, March 17, 2020

SEXPLORER (1976) ** ½


An alien the size of a marble lands on Earth and turns itself into a beautiful naked blonde (Monika Ringwald).  After wandering about nude for a bit, she gets some clothes at a spa and takes a stroll around London gathering information for her superiors whom she complicates with telepathically.  (Who needs a boom mic when you can just dub in whole conversations in post-production?)  She also winds up in a sex shop and gets a job as a photographer’s model. Eventually, our “Sexplorer” gets an up close and personal lesson on what human sexuality is all about, much to the horror of her superiors.

Apparently, this is Quentin Tarantino’s “favorite British film”.  If you squint hard enough, you can almost see what Tarantino likes about it.   While it’s far from the “best British movie” ever made, it’s definitely one of the best British sex comedies I’ve seen.  I’ve sat through many of these things in my day and when it comes to exploitation subgenres, they are near the bottom of the barrel.  Typically, they are devoid of laughs and aren’t sexy in the least.  This one has its fair share of humorous moments, and even manages to be sort of fun in some spots.  It’s not exactly a classic or anything, but it’s intermittently amusing enough that fans of ‘70s sci-fi softcore should enjoy it.

It’s not always successful.  It’s uneven and episodic to a fault.  The wedding reception scene isn’t funny and goes on far too long, and many sequences are pointless (like when the Sexplorer bangs a guy in a room full of balloons) or just plain dumb (like when she accidentally turns green). Still, it’s just corny and likeable to keep you watching.  The theme song is great too. 

I guess the best thing you could say about Sexplorer is how inspirational it was.  It’s easy to imagine the makers or Lifeforce and Species seeing this on TV late one night and blatantly copying the scenes of a hot naked alien chick absentmindedly sightseeing for their own screenplays.  If it wasn’t for this flick, those classics would’ve never been made.  That fact alone kind of justifies Tarantino’s claims.

AKA:  The Girl from Starship Venus.  AKA:  The Discoveries of a Virgin Beauty.  AKA:  Diary of a Space Virgin.

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