Friday, August 7, 2009

Little Girls (1966)


Director: Gilbert Wolmark

Starring: Who knows? There are no names listed in the film.

More Info: IMDB

Tagline: Blackmail! Extortion! Prostitution! Drugs! They were made of sugar and spice and everything nice... Except for what they did!

Plot: After hiring the hunky Mike to help with her failing nightclub operations, owner Dani has a brainstorm. She will target four teenage girls who are beginning a coy flirtation with sexuality and introduce them to a few of her more "forward thinking" customers. While cash will be exchanged, its clear the gals will be doing their dirty deeds purely for the kicks. While their friend Bismuth acts as bodyguard (and ersatz pimp), our lovelies indulge in the debauched fantasies of the club's clientele. Everything and anything is possible. Of course, what these lovelies don't know is that Mike is hiding in the background, taking incriminating photos and making scandalous recordings to use as blackmail. With the influx of extorted cash, Dani hopes to save her failing business. What she may not be prepared for is the response of these so-called Little Girls, or the consequences when Mike falls for Elena, one of his targets.

My Rating: 7/10

Would I watch it again? Absolutely!

The screen is black. We hear a voice, our narrator, that sounds exactly like Roddy McDowell... "The story you are about to see is based on fact. The place...Paris, France. The time...early Summer."

"Anything you want. Come on! Let's lay like pigs!"




We're merely seconds into the film and this lays the groundwork to what you are about to see over the next 67 minutes. I love it when movies do that.



LITTLE GIRLS is a rather unique French exploitation film in that it's made with such style and care of that befitting an art house film. Neat. It's the kind of exploitation you could watch with your girlfriend, the one who digs non-mainstream cinema. So, while you get crazy shit like the following, you don't feel as skeezy watching it.

"This man is an influential figure in city government. He has disguised himself as to not be recognized. As a younger man he took great delight sitting on top of a hill above his home and watching his 12-year-old daughter taking nude swims in their private pool when she thought her father was away at the office. His daughter has long since married and left his household, but now this man's unusual sexual curiosity has, once again, manifest itself. Joyell, the youngest of the girls, is only 14 and proves an apt subject for this man's sickness."


She's 14? WTF? It's outrageous shit like this that make this film priceless. The cool, beatnik jazz score is terrific and beautifully compliments the black and white photography. The acting is well above average for an exploitation film. Now that I'm thinking about it, it's because it's so well put together that one could make a case that it's not an exploitation film at all. Sure, it's loaded with beautiful nude girls in all kinds of kink situations but it's got a very interesting story.








It doesn't end well for some of the characters which makes it dark, like I like it. People die but with great camera angles in B&W and with beautiful European women in the mid-1960s. Ooh, and that great Roddy McDowell-esque voice ends the picture with...

"They had lived 3 months of an unbelievably sordid experience, ending in tragedy. They had lived it...for kicks. The things they did, the things they saw could never be forgotten. Although their minds were still not yet fully matured, they had now learned the difference between right and wrong and they could never again be referred to as the little girls."

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