Delinquent School Girls

This is the video release of the 1974 movie of the same name. Released on Vestron Video like many other exploitation films. It was part of the first wave of early eighties of video tapes where they would release anything done in color that was fairly recent because they were so starved for product. Ahhh the good old days!

Much like the Swinging Cheerleaders movie released the same year this one is a sex-ploitation flick in the first degree. Sickos, perverts, and Penny Hot Pants make this one a riot. My best friend in high school and I would rented this one over and over again in the eighties.

It's simply amazing how such a low budget production can rise to the platonic model for low brow greatness.

The production knew how to pack every frame with a plethora of breast with all cup sizes represented, and continually lay on one sleazy scenario after another. The attention to detail is amazing. Several of the girls take a swim and the camera lovingly lears at the giant breast from an underwater POV. At one point the film cuts abruptly to a giant breast bouncing on a trampoline.

This film is currently only available on an old Vestron Video VHS tape. It should be sought after, restored, and released on DVD.

This ranks up there with the best works by Russ Meyer.

This is what movies with a hard R rating is all about and what other such like-minded drive-in type films aspire to and never quite reach. Great sleaze fest and great cast. I've taken one point off because there should have been more screen time given to Roberta Pedon and her great body! Although Sharon Kelly does appear in the movie too and she is also good but also underused in the film! And that scene with the rape of the two kitchen women is great but should've been extended a lot more than it was. The three escaped lunatics are wildly funny. The scene with the elderly teacher hypnotizing and then seducing the student should have also been lengthened a lot more. In fact, that scene alone seems to have a great deal of relevance to the things going on in our schools today all across the nation.

Oh Lordy! Well, I can't say I wasn't warned. Having seen the cut-to-ribbons British release version on some ropey little label when I was a youngster, I recently became curious to see this exploitation roughie again, and finally tracked down a copy after months of trying. And while I was watching it (or more precisely, watching most of it - the video copy I located had about twenty minutes' worth of vertical rolling and picture snow, rendering the first act unwatchable) I couldn't help thinking how the memory has a nasty habit of cheating. The buxom, bouncing women are all there, present and correct, and Stephen Stucker is just as funny as I remembered him (he also gets to show off his piano playing), but I'd forgotten - or was too young to fully comprehend - just how crass and insensitive this film really is. Sam Peckinpah upset the moral majority by showing Susan George coming to enjoy being raped by her ex-boyfriend in the gruesome potboiler STRAW DOGS, but in this sleaze-fest the idea that women enjoy being molested and violated is repeated again and again, even to the point of previously sobbing, near-hysterical victims sitting down to enjoy a glass of wine and a little light refreshment with their assailants moments after their ordeal! And yes, there's another male myth proudly on show here - the women who (almost literally) "ask for it"! In the pre-politically correct seventies, this was standard X-film fare, but seen thirty years later it seems so outrageously corrupt and wrong-headed that DELINQUENT SCHOOLGIRLS looks every bit as if it came from a weird parallel universe that has yet to catch up with our more enlightened times. The film's technical credits are every bit as fumbled as the hapless victims - the photography is grimy, the lighting poor, the sound muffled, the editing looks as if it was done with a hacksaw and the performances are dire (Bob Minor looks embarrassed, and who can blame him). Then there are the 'action' scenes, which are so poorly choreographed they resemble a skit from The Goodies that somebody forgot to speed up. A karate adviser is credited, but judging from what's on show here he didn't hang around the set for long. When he's not contriving up-skirt shots or leering over the mistreatment of his buxom female cast, Gregory Corarito's direction is as static as a house brick. And what's the deal with the inane, parping, faux-Benny Hill music that accompanies the double rape scene in the kitchens? DELINQUENT SCHOOLGIRLS is a shot of pure sleaze, right between the eyes, and won't disappoint anyone looking for mean-spirited misogyny.