She-Man: A Story of Fixation

Jaw-droppingly awful; "She-Man: A Story of Fixation" is another Z-movie out to shock, in this case with a tale of transvestism and lesbians. It was directed by Bob Clark; yes, the same Bob Clark who made "Porky's" and at 66 minutes it certainly doesn't outstay its welcome. If you haven't heard of it, that's understandable as it's unlikely to have seen the light of day outside of those cinemas that were once popular in London's Soho and New York's 42nd Street. It may aim for seriousness but settles instead for sleaze and the kind of production values you might associate with a horror film of the trashiest kind as if 'she-men' were just one step away from vampires. A curio, then, but one that now seems positively prehistoric and definitely a must to avoid.

Painful low budget fare about that age-old exploitation subject of cross-dressing and transvestism. A soldier is brought before a blackmailer and then told he will stay one whole year as Dominita's servant. He changes from Albert Rose to Rose Albert with the help of estrogen pills, lingerie, a blonde wig, and other paraphernalia. He still looks like a husky guy dressed as a woman. What happens next? What kind of intrigue does neophyte director Bob Clark - you know that guy that directed movies like Porkys, Black Christmas, and A Christmas Story - have in store for us? Damn little. The plot is threadbare. The acting is even less pronounced as the actors stumble through lines with little conviction at all. How about the wraparound frame of the the medical doctor telling us about the serious nature of the problem of transvestism and cross-dressing? It was so ludicrous that that part made me chuckle slightly. Little else did.

I won't disagree with those who say this an awful movie. But it is an interesting bit of movie memorabilia. This movie was most notable for two things: First, Clark's directorial review. Second: The fact that Jayne Mansfield was slated to star in this movie but her untimely death saved her that agony. I still have the original poster with her name on it.

The movie was not filmed exclusively in Miami, but parts of it were filmed in the Southeastern Pictures studio in Lehigh Acres, Florida. Producer and investor David Putnam was the famed owner of Binney-Smith Crayola Crayons and Putnam Publishing, as well as the step-son of Amelia Earhart.

I know all of this because my father was lighting director on all of Southeastern Pictures' films, as well as a sometimes stunt man. If this movie isn't your cup of tea, then you should definitely try out "Cotton Pickin' Chicken Pickers." The script isn't gold, but the cast is, featuring, among others, silent star Lila Lee, Slapsy Maxy Rosenbloom, and Slim Pickens. Oh, the movie is perfectly awful, but I'll watch it a dozen times just for the chance to see my father drive an air-boat across land or bend an amphi-car in half.

God bless!

Bring a bottle of no-dose with you because this worthless, trashy, horrible, piece of junk, will have you snoring at the opening credits.

One of the worst Miami-filmed and produced films ever made. A hissy, gross-looking, cross-dressing weirdo forced a member of the U.S. Army to dress-up in women's underwear and act like a sissy in heat! The cast of this film looks liked it was dug up from a local "Drag-Queen" skid-row strip-club.

This film is so bad that they should pay people to sit through it! I thought I was going to pull-my-teeth-out (Brando's line!) with the lousy, stiff, wooden, acting of the actors. The transvestite was so over the top that you can't help but start laughing.

Aside from a few demented chuckles, there is nothing else to praise about this movie. Seriously, the cast is so unattractive in their roles that it makes you feel like you're viewing a carnival "Freak-Show". Once the film is over, you have to brush your teeth to get the "bad taste" out of your mouth.

She-Man is a Freak-Man! The worst movie ever-made....in Miami that is!

This movie is best described as weird, strange, bizarre, and freaky. Aside from Jeff Gillen(Famous among cult-movie buffs for his role as "Fats" in the 1967 Biker flick, Wild Rebels) this grade "Z", no budget film has a cast of unknowns. As a matter-of-fact I believe the two leading actors never acted again. It's clear that staring in this mess must of ended their acting careers on the spot! Directed by Bob Clark(he went on to direct Porky's I and II), the film is about a soldier who is black-mailed into wearing women's underwear and such! The acting is stiff, over-the-top, and wooden. The script is cheesy and the film's texture isn't much better. The film tries to be serious, but it's so bad it's funny. The whole thing however leaves a bad taste in your mouth. She-Man is not a He-Man. Skip this one. I'd rate it a minus 10. It's awful!