Delinquent School Girls

I can't imagine this film being too popular with the politically correct brigade: not only does it feature wall-to-wall nudity from a bevy of big breasted bimbos masquerading as teenagers, gratuitous lesbianism, two friends forced to beat each other senseless, numerous gusset shots, and an outrageously camp homosexual, but it also has several 'comedic' scenes of rape that end with the victims having thoroughly enjoyed the experience—something that was (quite rightly) considered a big no-no by most sane film-makers, even in the 70s, and which would probably cause today's censors an instant aneurysm if such a thing were to appear in a contemporary comedy.

Of course, it is precisely this depravity, outrageous attitude and sheer insensitivity that makes Delinquent Schoolgirls such a guilty pleasure for fans of cheap 70s exploitation and grind-house trash; it is SO wrong from start to finish that it actually it transcends bad taste, and proves to be hard to resist.

Michael Pataki, Stephen Stucker and Bob Minor play Carl Clooney, Richard 'Big Dick' Peters, and Bruce Wilson, a trio of sexual deviants on the run from the state asylum. Carl, the leader of the gang, is a comedian and impressionist who cracks jokes and mimics voices even whilst abusing his victims; Dick is an ex-baseball player with an insatiable and uncontrollable appetite for women; and Bruce is a demented gay fashion designer. After seeking refuge at a farmhouse, where they help out a harassed farmer (George 'Buck' Flower) by taking care of his nymphomaniac wife, the threesome arrive at The Oxford Corrective Institute for Young Women to continue their rampage, before finally meeting their match at the hands (and feet) of several sexy karate students.

Sleazy, puerile, and thoroughly insane, this is the kind of film that most 'regular' people would avoid like a dose of the clap, but which, for a certain kind of audience, is the kind of crazy filth that ticks all of the boxes. If you're one of the select few who appreciate such dubious fare (and I presume you are, since you're reading this), then make sure you check out this film, 'cos they sure don't make 'em like this any more.

I rate Delinquent School Girls 7.5 out of 10 for its sheer offensiveness, a score which I would have rounded up to 8 if it hadn't been for Michael Pataki's incessant impressions, which I found irritating in the extreme.

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.

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.

Three dangerous convicts escape from prison and, after some general mayhem, end up at a girl's reform school where they get a lot more than they bargained for. Although this certainly sounds like an entertaining premise, there are several problems with this movie. First off, some will find it pretty offensive--one of the convicts is a camp gay while the one black convict (Bob Minor) is a former athlete and a rapist (no doubt he also really likes fried chicken and watermelons) whose white female victims, of course, all end up enjoying the experience. The movie is not as offensive as it could be though because it's just so ridiculous--for instance, the third convict and leader of the trio (Michael Pataki) is a deranged impressionist(!) (truly, the most terrible kind of criminal of all!).

But what about the "delinquent schoolgirls"? Well, the only way these actresses pass as "schoolgirls" is if they flunked their senior year several times and are now attending some kind of voc. ed. program for aspiring strippers and porn stars. And the only thing "delinquent" about them is their steadfast refusal to wear bras to contain their giant breasts. (Russ Meyer fans will probably enjoy this movie a lot more than I did). There is one pretty funny scene where two girls engage in a muddy catfight for some reason, and one girl runs away to flag down a passing van, completely topless and covered with mud (exactly how erotic that is though is a matter of taste). There's generally an odd dearth of nudity here, however, except for the occasional enormous breast popping out here or there. There is some gratuitous martial arts--the girls are all taking karate, which, of course, comes in very handy when the convicts show up (nevermind that they're laughably bad at it).

My favorite part though is the elderly herpetology professor (herpetology, no doubt, being an important subject for a reform school) who lures one comely student back to his house where he drugs her, hypnotizes her, undresses her (kind of), and then-- puts live snakes on her! The funniest thing about this though is that this professor talks EXACTLY like Marlon Perkins from the old "Mutual of Omaha's Wild Kingdom" TV show!

This movie was recently released on a double disc with the superior "Dream No Evil" (also starring Michael Pataki). "Dream No Evil" is definitely worth anyone's time, but should you turn the disc over and waste 90 minutes of your life on this movie? Well, it really depends on how you feel about offensive stereotypes, freakishly huge breasts, muddy catfights, snakes, and bad karate.

Three prisoners escape and wreck havoc at an all-girl school. The girls stay behind at the school due to their delinquencies. Lots of softcore sex, and nudity. Not a bad movie at all!