The Kiss of Her Flesh was the capper of the “Flesh Trilogy”, created by exploitation mavericks Michael and Roberta Findlay. And what a conclusion it is! It’s one of the nuttiest roughies of all time.
Michael returns as Richard Jennings, the one-eyed lunatic who goes around dispatching loose women in a variety of mind-boggling ways. In the first scene, he ties a woman up and tortures her with a lobster claw before clamping electrodes onto her earrings and electrocuting her. When Maria (Uta Erickson) hears about the death of her friend, she sets out to stop Jennings’ reign of terror once and for all.
There is no such thing as a regular sex scene in this movie. In one wild scene, Erickson shoves a bunch of anal beads up her lover’s ass while he’s banging her. This must’ve really been a doozy for the raincoat crowd back in ‘68. It’s even funnier now when you realize the actor is none other than Earl Hindman, the neighbor from Home Improvement! No wonder he was always hiding his face. He probably thought Tim Allen saw this.
Oh, and did I mention there’s a scene where Erickson has sex with her sister? You know a movie is twisted when incestuous lesbian lovemaking is the most “normal” sex scene in it.
The kills are even crazier this time out. In an ordinary movie a scene where a woman is killed by acid in her douche would be the highlight, but as you could probably already surmise, The Kiss of Her Flesh isn’t an ordinary movie. The most insane scene is when Jennings forces a chick to suck his dick only to learn he has “poison semen”, which kills her almost instantly. The nonchalant way Findlay says, “So long, suckah!” as he walks out of the room will have you scrambling for the rewind button so you can watch it again and again.
Like the previous entries in the trilogy (The Touch of Her Flesh and The Curse of Her Flesh), this one features a funny/bizarre opening titles sequence. This time, the names of the cast and crew appear on handwritten notes shaped like lips that pop up on a naked woman’s body. Once again, the music is downright amazing and will have you tapping your toes throughout the depravity.
The Kiss of Her Flesh is proof that sometimes the third entry in a trilogy can be the best. It is also proof why movies are my drug of choice. If you’re jonesing for a fix of WTF cinematic insanity, check it out!
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