Foltergarten der Sinnlichkeit

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.

Not what I expected from D'Amata who is mostly known for his gore/porn films but its somewhat of a different film. You have the big anthropophagus himself George Eastman as a selfish gigolo/actor who obviously causes the death of his pushover model girlfriend. We find out that Carlo's (Eastman)girlfriend has a sister and its no other than Emmanuelle (being played by someone else other than Laura Gemser here). After finding out the humiliation Carlo put her sister through Emmanuelle exacts her revenge by chaining the poor sap in a secret room in her house and drugging him up causing him to have hallucinations. The whole affair is slow moving but it has its perks: some 70's bush (if your into the rug look), slew of soft core scenes and some bizarre hallucinations involving cannibalism, we even get George Eastman reprising his Anthropophagus role with his big meat cleaver! Genre buffs will dig this, you'll need it to complete your emmanuelle collection otherwise I found myself drifting in and out of it.

Prolific sleaze maestro, Joe D'Amato, directed this flick before the sexy Laura Gemser became the star of the series, and for that reason; we have Rosemarie Lindt, from cult flicks such as Salon Kitty and Who Saw Her Die, taking the lead role. This puts the film on the back foot from the beginning, as Lindt doesn't bring the same amount of sassiness to her role as Gemser does, and the film is a less memorable entry in the series for that reason. Actually; it would appear that Emanuelle's Revenge wasn't intended to be a part of the Emanuelle series, and only got the title due to it's director's affinity with it. The fact that it's alternate, and more fitting, title is 'Blood Vengeance' shows this clearly. Anyway, the plot is a little bit more involving than most porno flicks, as it plays out like a thriller. We follow a young woman called Emanuelle who gets her revenge on the man responsible for her sister's death by chaining him up in her basement and forcing him to watch her having sex.

The Emanuelle character is nothing like the one played by Laura Gemser, as the young lady here has a sadistic streak a mile wide. The ending alone, without what precedes it, shows this clearly enough! Despite being more of a thriller than most Emanuelle films; Emanuelle's Revenge still finds more than enough time for sex scenes. The entire film feels very low rent, and the sex sequences do too; they're not terrible, but they're also not very erotic, and the fact that most of the film is filled with these scenes doesn't do it many favours. Emanuelle's Revenge is sure to please fans of seventies Italian films, however, as it's dripping with the typical sleaze style, and this is helped by the music and cinematography. The acting isn't especially brilliant and the film suffers from poor dubbing as always. Not having seen much of the Emanuelle series, I can't really say how good this is compared to the others; but in its own right, it's not too bad. The thriller structure is good, and the way that the film is consistently sleazy is sure to please also.