Nazi Brothel was part of the first wave of Nazi-themed adult films. It’s much cheaper and grungy than something like the softcore roughie, Love Camp 7. While a no-budget Nazi hardcore porno might not be up your alley, the fact that it was directed by Ray Dennis Steckler means it makes for a memorable experience.
It starts off with still photos of Hitler, Nazis marching, and concentration camps, while audio of a teacher addressing her class about Nazis is heard. Then, the opening credits (and by “opening credits”, I mean, “Ray Dennis Steckler wrote a bunch of words on a chalkboard”) begin. If you thought this was going to fetishize Nazis (as some of these Naziploitation flicks tend to do), the opening titles let you know otherwise as there are messages like “Fuck Nazis in the Mouth” and “The Nazis Suck” featured prominently during the credits sequence.
As the title implies, the film takes place at brothel that caters to Nazi officers. Carolyn Brandt is Jane Bond, Agent 0088 who infiltrates the house of ill repute to get info on the Nazis. When she is captured, she dons her skintight outfit and mask and kicks some Nazi ass.
Nazi Brothel is more Hogan’s Heroes than Ilsa. The officers are portrayed as buffoons and/or pain freaks and have trouble getting hard. The fast motion Benny Hill-style bedroom antics aren’t very funny (or sexy) either.
I think all of this might’ve been intentional. I have a feeling Steckler might not have wanted to make a Nazi porno and turned it into some weird subversive art piece. The Nazis are all incompetent, impotent idiots and the women (save for Brandt) are not sexy. That, along with the anti-Nazi scrawling in the opening credits, makes me believe Steckler made this as a big FU to people who would distribute and/or watch a Nazi porno, or at least to anyone who would take it seriously.
Brandt is by far the best actress in this. As with The Mad Love Life of a Hot Vampire, she doesn’t get involved in the sexual shenanigans. This time at least she’s in the same room looking on for a short period while a half-assed orgy is taking place.
I’ve seen some unsexy pornos in my time. While this one is no Bat Pussy (and honestly, what could be?), it does have an odd aura about it that makes it sorta entertaining. It’s only fifty-four minutes long, but unfortunately, Ray reuses a LOT of footage in the third act to pad out the running time (and it’s not always the best footage). Without all the excess padding, this might’ve skated by with *** just on the WTF factor alone.
Before we wrap up the review, let’s take a look at some of Steckler’s signature touches that he brought to the film: Like The Mad Love Life of a Hot Vampire, the opening titles are done on a chalkboard. Another similarity to that movie: The male actors have trouble maintaining their erections. The Batman influence is felt too as some of the music sounds like a riff on the TV theme and Brandt’s catsuit is similar (or the same one, not sure) to the one she wore in Body Fever. If that wasn’t enough, during the fight scene there are Batman-style balloon bubbles (OK, scribbling on a chalkboard), but instead of words like, “Pow!” and “Bam!” they say, “Piss!” and “Jizz!” Brandt, who is the most prolific member of Steckler’s Stock Players, appears yet again, and Hot Vampire’s Will Long also appears as one of the dim-witted Nazi officers. Also, like many Steckler’s flicks, there’s a long chase scene as well.
Steckler followed this up the next year with another Nazi themed porno, Love Life of Hitler’s Nazis.
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