Rene Bond stars as a lonely housewife who is suffering from cripplingly powerful sexual fantasies. Whenever she just thinks about sex, she has to strip down and pleasure herself. After her husband spurns her sexual advances, she goes out and picks up a wino from the gutter and brings him back to their garage to bang. When he fails to satisfy her, Rene uses his wine bottle to get off! Later, she seduces her next-door neighbor on the kitchen floor, but much to his chagrin, his wife catches them in the act. Bond then further spirals headlong into a sexual frenzy with little hope of finding a cure.
Sex-O-Phrenia is a surprisingly fun skin flick that is packed with amusing moments. Things kick off with a funny opening when a doctor miraculously appears in Bond’s living room and addresses the audience about her titular condition. There’s also an odd scene where the camera keeps cutting away from Bond making love to two dead roaches.
Bond gives an excellent performance in this. She’s equally good during her dramatic scenes where she is trying to get her disinterested husband to notice her as she is in her sex scenes. Speaking of which, there’s a hot scene where Bond uses a vibrator while having a sexual fantasy. I also thought it was a nice touch that whenever she is in the grips of her sexual compulsion, she is shown wearing Raggedy Ann-inspired make-up. Fans of Bond will definitely want to give this a look as she is practically the whole show.
It looks like it was at one time a hardcore porno, but some sneaky bastard took a pair of scissors to it and cut it all up. (Well, there are some fleeting glimpses of near-hardcore footage.) The relatively scant fifty-seven-minute running time kind of supports that theory. It’s not any kind of forgotten classic by any means, but it is nice that the filmmakers attempted to at least broach the psychological aspects of sexual desire instead of just indifferently churning out another dirty movie.
AKA: Sexophrenia.
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