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."

Hot Summer in Barefoot County (1974)

Director: Will Zens

Starring: Nobodys. A bunch of fucking horrible no-talent nobody "actors". (If you were actually in the movie and you're reading this, this doesn't apply to you. You were wonderful. Fantastic. You're the only reason I watched this white mold-encrusted turd.

More Info: IMDB

Tagline: There's only two rules in Barefoot County--Love thy neighbor and do unto others!




Plot: A city cop is sent out to the country to go undercover and bust up a ring of moonshiners run by a woman and her three hot teenage daughters.

My Rating: 2.5/10

Would I watch this again? How dare you ask me that!



There's only one rule in watching BAREFOOT COUNTY--Kill me now! I couldn't find a trailer for it online. You're better for it. Trust me.

What's worse than a bad action movie? A bad comedy. What's worse than a bad comedy? A bad drama. What's worse than a bad drama? HOT SUMMER IN BAREFOOT COUNTY. Boy, is this bad. I'd like to think that I can find something good in anything. Seriously, the ONLY thing good about this, uh, movie is the poster and that's no lie, brother.

My face actually contorted to this very expression by the end of the film! It's like someone farted and I knew it wasn't me but felt totally guilty anyway and accepted the blame.

This is 90 minutes of "when's it gonna get good?". It doesn't. And then you start to cry.


The acting is atrocious. I'm a stickler for a decent Southern accent and these people are horrible. It's about as offensive as Madonna's 98-year-old penis arms.


The sheriff and his deputy have GOT to be the dumbest Southern cops in movie history. You thought Enis from THE DUKES OF HAZZARD was stupid? He's a fucking Rhodes Scholar compared to these two. The picture opens with a high speed chase and the sheriff, a VERY poor man's Bud Spencer, looks like he's afraid to drive!


The music is bad, stereotypical country (and not even the so-bad-it's-good) music. And if all of this shittinest isn't enough, there's plenty of cartoon-y sound effects for all kinds of special moments like when the deputy falls down and we get the slide-whistle/timpani boink. Does it even matter any more that this is an early Troma picture? After this and MOTHER'S DAY (1980), I'm not going to go out of my way to see another.

Here's our studly hero...

and his sexy prey...

The two lovebirds start making out by the lake and the kissing starts. She's digging it and she's giving as much as she's taking but as soon as his hand moves from her neck to the top of her breast she shoves him away. "Why, Jeff, I thought you weren't like those other boys. I thought you were different." Why, Jeff, you fucking pig. How dare you! You should know that when a girl is making out with you (and don't forget that you both love each other), all hot and heavy like by the lake, you can't expect to move your hand down four inches to her breast and expect to get away with it! I mean, WTF man?




Say, that reminds me. Your probably sayin', "Hey, Scorethefilm! Sure it's a shitty-ass movie but there's lots of nudity, right?" Fuck no. There's barely any if you can even call it that. A Russ Meyer film this ain't! Don't waste your time. And this bullshit is rated "R"! "R" for Ripoff, that is.

There's your nudity, boys. Move along 'cause there's nothin' to see here.

As you can see, it ends happily ever after for everyone except the viewer. Please avoid this. I imagine it's on par with watching every...single...episode of THE DUKES OF HAZZARD to find out which episode was the worst and then having to write your doctoral thesis on how it's possible that something so shitty could ever get made.

I've got access to some cool looking cars, big-ass moonshine jugs, GREAT Southern locales and I know plenty of people who can do the Southern accent justice. Just get me a camera and some girls who are willing to at least get topless and I'll make a better fucking movie than this. It's THAT bad!

The Killer Nun (1978)

Director: Giulio Beruti

Starring: Anita Ekberg, Paola Morra, Joe Dallesandro

More Info: IMDB

Tagline: From the secret files of the Vatican!

Plot: A demented nun sliding through morphine addiction into madness, whilst presiding over a regime of lesbianism, torture and death. Sister Gertrude is the head nurse/nun in a general hospital, whose increasingly psychotic behavior endangers the staff and patients around her.

My Rating: 6.5

Would I watch it again? Yeah.

Part of the Nunsploitation Project (July & August 2013). Click here for more naughty nun insanity!

Yeah! It's the first Nunsploitation flick I've reviewed!

I've been meaning to watch this for a few years now. I've seen a couple of nunsploitation pictures in the past (both better than this one) and I really enjoyed them. I like what they bring to the table. THE KILLER NUN has got all the right ingredients for a great night at the movies - A KILLING FUCKING NUN! Lesbian Nuns! Nun violence, nun gore, nun boobs! And it was made by Italians in the 70s! What else do you need to be compelled to watch this movie?

Here we see nuns in their natural habitat:

The story's not too bad. On one hand, it's a film about a killer nun. On the other, it's about a renegade, junkie nun who loves the morphine and slowly loses her sanity. They play it very well. It's quite like an Italian Giallo movie with a religious setting. We get a nice little twist at the end and, although you kind of suspect it - they do give you clues throughout which is kind of neat and novel. It's just not enough to save this picture which, for the most part, just sits there limp. It's nearly as sterile and dull as the Catholic hospital it's set in.  But it's also stayed with me and I often go to it to show friends a 'best of' going from scene to scene, choosing the wild moments.

Ekberg's not aging well...she looks like Herbert Lom in drag!

If you cut a few scenes here and there you'd have a much leaner, campier picture. The camp factor is solely attributed to Ekberg's nearly over-the-top performance. As if that weren't enough, there are scenes where her makeup is caked on. Just check out those eyes!


She's got that Joan Crawford camp going on that's pretty funny with the right crowd. About 20 minutes into the film she's run out of morphine. The doctor of the hospital has refused to prescribe her any more so she takes a stolen ring into the big city to hock and she's dressed to the nines. She stops off at a lounge where she lights up a smoke, orders a drink and starts an inner dialogue about who'd she'd fuck from all of the three men in the room. Here's what's on the menu...

"Too Latin for my taste"

"Ah, a beard! I like beards. But the woman must be his wife. Forget it."

"Ahhh. He's rather attractive. Why don't you look this way?"

She decides on the last fella, does a little non-verbal flirting, leaves the joint, making sure he's following, and leads him inside the entrance of an apartment building where she seduces him. They fuck, clothes on, standing up. It lasts all of one minute. Apparently, that's all she needs. Here's the after-face:


Besides a fun ten minute sequence of her doing all kinds of nuns-don't-normaly-do-this-kind-of-shit I have no fucking clue as to what this has to do with the story except she needed to score some dope.

Here's a little somethin' for the ladies...

Don't touch it or you'll go blind!

There is one scene that I found disturbing and that's when Sister Gertrude (Ekberg) flips her wig, takes an elderly female patient's false teeth and stomps on them for no fucking reason. The old lady is totally distraught and you really feel for her. All of the patients look authentic to the point that they seem to be real people and not actors. But then some could also argue that actors are not real people...


I normally love composer Alessandro Alessandroni's (and if I remember correctly, if you've watched a Spaghetti Western and you hear whistling in the score, he's the whistler - he didn't tons of 'em) scores but this one is all over the place. For the most part, it's shit. Whenever there's violence on the way or Sister Gertrude is losing her marbles, he gives us this hideously bad penny slide whistle theme with lots of vibrato to make it sound like it's a Theremin. The trouble is, it's fucking obvious it's not a Theremin and it sounds like the toy that it truly is. Laughable. Absolutely laughable. The gay-ass music he plays during her romp to the city is weak but largely because it would've been better suited to a European film from the late 60s comedy than this one.

Alessandroni does have a moment of brilliance. When Gertrude's made it back to the hospital after her city-sex adventure, she's got the dope and she's ready to trip; a trip that ends in a brutal murder. The music you hear in the trailer is what you get here and it's a fantastic marriage of imagery and music. The music really elevates the sequence and it's a standout for me.

Shootin' up for Jesus!

Gertrude's got a hot lesbian nun for a roommate, Sister Mathieu, who's got a thing for Gertrude. Naturally, we've got to have some nun T&A. It really adds to the picture but it's not enough to save it. I mean seriously. You expect more hot lesbian action when you watch a flick with nuns in it, right?

That bush is big enough to run for President of the United States!

There are a few kills once you get a third into the picture. And some of the kills are pretty cool. One patient gets his head bashed in with a lamp and then dropped, head first, out of a fourth story window. Another is stabbed in the face with pins. One gets suffocated with cotton jammed in the mouth. Like the nudity, it does add to the picture but it's not enough to save it.


It sounds like a fun movie, right? It's the kind of film that's far more entertaining describing it than watching it. It just sits there sometimes. I was stoked at the plot and that it's all compressed into 82 short minutes. Nope. It's 82 long minutes. After the first ten I was starting to wander. Not a good sign. And I was ready for this film, too. Take out the scenes I've described and you're left with slow, static and sterile scenes that drag the picture down. It's the kind of thing that makes you glad you didn't join the nunnery or monastery or whatever they call it. Unless, of course, you're a woman who digs her hot lesbian nun sex up close and personal. Now THAT'S a habit I could get into. Ahahahahahahaha.