Schwer erziehbare Mädchen

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.

This is what movies with a hard R rating is all about and what other such like-minded drive-in type films aspire to and never quite reach. Great sleaze fest and great cast. I've taken one point off because there should have been more screen time given to Roberta Pedon and her great body! Although Sharon Kelly does appear in the movie too and she is also good but also underused in the film! And that scene with the rape of the two kitchen women is great but should've been extended a lot more than it was. The three escaped lunatics are wildly funny. The scene with the elderly teacher hypnotizing and then seducing the student should have also been lengthened a lot more. In fact, that scene alone seems to have a great deal of relevance to the things going on in our schools today all across the nation.

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.

This is the video release of the 1974 movie of the same name. Released on Vestron Video like many other exploitation films. It was part of the first wave of early eighties of video tapes where they would release anything done in color that was fairly recent because they were so starved for product. Ahhh the good old days!

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.