Groupie Girl

Infamous British sexploitation scion, Derek Ford's remarkably gritty, dingily downbeat drama about painfully naïve, strikingly statuesque runaway, Sally (Esme Johns) who fatefully stows away in the back of gigging rock group, Opal Butterfly's transit van, and not long thereafter endures a grotty number of sordidly initiatory sexcapades, the 'turned on', Sally finally 'makes the scene',man!!! Ostensibly being serially abused by various brutish, self-absorbed, pot-raddled musicians, and in one expressly terrifying scene, Sally is callously manhandled through the windows of one fast-moving van into another!!!???

For all its conspicuous grubbiness, hilariously quaint, faux-hippie badinage, and gruesome promiscuity, Ford's prosaically presented smut is a surprisingly compelling decent into the banal hedonism of touring bands, and the group's no less predatory, carnally corrupted, money-grubbing managers. While the beleaguered busty waif, Sally, is a deliciously Rubenesque protagonist, her lot, sadly, is a far from happy one!! Groupie Girl's sprightly soundtrack is the film's undeniable highlight, with some exquisitely funky contributions from, Alan Hawkshaw & John Fiddy, and, surprisingly, the performances are all credible, with a Baronic-looking, Donald Sumpter being splendidly vile as the venal, smugly abusive, blithely boffing pop singer, Steve! While seasoned smut-maker, Derek Ford's lurid 70s rockarama, 'Groupie Girl' won't pop any buttons on ya' raincoat, it's right proper gear, mayte!

Surprisingly good although it is not quite what it thinks it is. Esme Johns plays the leading lady in this and does it very well, amazing that it seems she was never heard of again. She plays a pretty young girl from some provincial town in search of fun but mostly 'love'. I don't think many groupies were searching for much other than a quick f*** with someone famous and then onto another. However, grubby it might seem, the concept was one of at least mutual benefit. Both the male stars and the groupies got what they thought they wanted. Here we are to feel sorry for the fact that the girl gets passed around. That aside, however, the dialogue and music are not at all as annoying as would be expected and a really decent British youth film of the 70s ensues. It also has to be said that although there are protracted motorway sequences, we also get a great little cat fight, plenty of nudity and some crazy costumerie. Good fun, period piece.

This movie has it all... terrible bras, incomprehensible dialogue, bad Mick Jagger imitation, jiggly bare butts, Beatle-esque rip-off sequence, kit, groovy clothes, swinging sex party, characters with no redeeming qualities whatsoever, the longest cat-fight in cinematic history (complete with breast exposure), unforgettable theme song... what more could you ask for? The movie opens with a van cruising around the streets of some British city, with the credits painted on the side while the catchy theme song "Groupie Girl" plays. Upon closer inspection of this footage, and using the slow motion feature, we noticed that the van hits a pedestrian, who falls to the ground in the van's wake! I can't believe this footage was left on the film. That scene alone makes "Groupie Girl" worth watching.

Just saw this for the first time recently and was very impressed as this theme hasn't been tackled much really thus resulting in an interesting journey on the 'Groupie Girl's' rocky road ahead. If you like early Seventies films about music of that time this is pretty good and the music isn't the normal cack you come to expect from most of the other late 60's psychedelic films.There's no psychedelia here though apart from a small bit where the 'Groupie Girl' eats some hash in order to dispose of it quickly; this resulting in her REALLY dropping out man,but,luckily saving her bacon in the process-you'll have to see the film. I found the bit where one of the roadies' vans crashes straight into a stationary tipper lorry on the hard shoulder very well done and unexpected at this point in the film.You don't see the point of impact though! The only down side is the price you may well have to pay in order to view this rare gem-it really is rocking-horse s...!

we do not believe that Jimmy Edwards is in this film.

We (the family) have viewed it and the character Bob, though having a moustache, we do not this the ears and hair line and cheeks are true. Jimmy was my uncle and he was not as thin (both body and mind) as the actor in the film. His politics would never have allowed him to have taken part in this film. Though he was gay, he never would have allowed him to get involved with the party scene. It must have been another actor masquerading as Jimmy. The scene where the putative Bob takes a puff on a joint is laughable. My uncle never smoked. The Svengali-like host (we assume to be a Brian Epstien look a like) was also risible....