Foltergarten der Sinnlichkeit

Actually she may be looking for you - but both those puns aside (and as always none of them intended - believe it or not) ... I watched a direct remake of this just a while ago. And I am surprised it is not connected or shown up on imdb - then again I reckon you have smaller movies where not many really care about.

The remake also has an Emanuelle ... but watching those "side by side", the newer version is way better ... even if this paints the bad guy ... really bad! Even though he also has a moment of clarity ... where he warns his girlfriend ... not that it excuses any of his behavior! I mean he really does some horrible stuff ... or let's horrible stuff happen.

The police seem quite incompetent. But there is not much story wise to be honest. And while there is a lot of nudity, it mostly is not something to get excited about (no pun intended either). This also has aged badly ... the ending is ... ok I reckon even though I don't like it on many levels. While I reckon it is a nice twist, it makes no sense for the person to do ... what they do! But I reckon it is better than the original ending ...

This is a pretty nasty little film but I really like it. Unusually for a revenge movie, after a brief introduction we are into the revenge stage even before we know it and there are flashbacks throughout the film to show us very clearly why this revenge was necessary! George Eastman seems just a little too cruel at first and his little innocent girlfriend a bit of a Justine who seems to get treated all the worst for trying to be so kind. Still, once we are off we really are with all manner of extreme behaviour on show. The more explicit outtakes/inserts are here presented as extras rather than within the film itself and both are the better for it. Spirited performances from all concerned and flesh on show from the opening credits till the delirious finale. Enjoy, just don't forget the cold shower afterwards!

Unfortunately, the late, great Joe D'amato left his favorite horror format for this mixed-up caper of romance, revenge and the powers men and women hold over each other.

There is very little gore here, but many relationships. This spells disaster for a Joe D'amato Pic.

Obviously, Joe wanted to branch out from his usual Gore and Chicks flicks..but this bomb will put you to sleep...or hurt your finger from holding down your VCR's Fast Forward key.

Take my advice, Skip It!

Hardcore alpha male and playboy Carlo(George Eastman)rejects cruelly his girlfriend Francoise(Patrizia Gori)after years of abusing her innocence and prostituting her.Distressed girl commits suicide by jumping onto moving train.Francoise's sister Emanuelle(Rosemarie Lindt)sets out to seduce Carlo and perform bloody revenge on him.Carlo is chained in her house,drugged and sexually tortured.The climax is hysterically bloody and exploitative.I must say that I enjoyed this piece of filth from legendary Joe D'Amato.There is lesbian scene,rape,two insanely bloody meat-cleaver attacks plus totally twisted dinner party orgy which involves cannibalism and sexual violence.If you like trashy and exploitative cinema with no redeeming values give this ultra-sleaze a chance.8 meat-cleavers out of 10.

Pushed to the limits by her abusive boyfriend Carlo (George Eastman), distraught photographic model Françoise (Patrizia Gori) throws herself under a train. On learning of her sister's untimely death, sexy reporter Emanuelle (Rosemarie Lindt) sets out to make Carlo pay for his wicked ways, drugging him, chaining him up in her apartment's handy, secret, soundproofed room (complete with two-way mirror), and performing sexual acts in front of the helpless guy, occasionally enhancing his experience with hallucinogenic drugs.

Written by Bruno Mattei and directed by Joe D'amato, two of Italian exploitation cinema's most infamous sleaze-merchants, 'Emanuelle e Françoise le sorelline' sounds like solid gold for those who enjoy their Euro-trash on the stronger side, but it should be noted that this is a relatively early effort from both film-makers, and despite a steady stream of sex and a touch of violence—a three-way lesbian tryst, genital fondling, oral sex, inappropriate use of a wine bottle, and meat cleaver mutilation—the naughtiness is not all that explicit (by D'amato's standards, at least) and the carnage (achieved with the use of a couple of bottles of ketchup and a few spare mannequin parts) is too fake to be truly disturbing. A rather slow pace adds to the tedium, making this a less than essential film for fans of either Mattei or D'amato.

5.5 out of 10, generously rounded up to 6 for the hilarious blonde chick in the nightclub who takes her top off and jiggles her tits whenever the music gets faster.