Bad Girls Do Cry

The people who made this film must have literally been crazy. It stars Misty Ayres, who repeatedly strips down to her bra and panties, but her body is nothing to write home about. As the drunken sailor once shouted, "Leave it on!"

Then there is the absurd music they have playing throughout the movie. It is in no way connected to the action and is awful in the extreme. Then there's the dubbing. I thought I had seen bad dubbing but this is totally on another level. Either someone's back is to the camera or there is some vague mouth movement and a voice is heard. I don't know what the filmmaker was doing. I guess he filmed a bunch of random scenes without sound and then added the dialogue and the narration afterwards. Why would he do that?

The movie is only 58 minutes long but you will not make it that long. I turned it off after about ten minutes.

I know, some of you may be curious about the film as it seems to contains salacious material but don't be fooled. It is not so much the protagonist who is debauched as you the viewer. After seeing this film you will never be the same.

Fortunately it is currently available on Tubi and Youtube so at least you can see it for free. Don't pay even one red cent for this garbage. If you haven't seen this movie you don't know. There has never been anything this bad. Someone ought to start up a support group for people who have seen this film.

Misty Ayers had a smoking body, and that's all this movie was about. Pure exploitation flick. I started playing a game with myself, counting the number of times they looped the stock orchestral music. And of course the music is completely unrelated to the scenes. Case in point: casually walking into a room and saying "Hello" was scored with chase music from a roman epic. I'd like to know why this film sat on the shelf for 11 years before being released. What I learned from this movie: that women's low-rise panties existed in 1954. I'm talking Sigourney Weaver in the original Alien movie panties. At least 20 of the first 30 minutes is Misty leisurely taking off and putting on her clothing (except for bra and panties, sadly). Also includes horrendous dubbing, leading to a "Look out! Godzirra!" effect.

Although Misty Ayers (burlesque stripper) is certainly attractive as the blonde lead, this flick is just an excuse to let her strip down to her underwear a few times (no nudity in 1954 when this film was made; not 1965).

The guy who hires her to work in a whorehouse resembles Bud Abbott of Abbott & Costello. Most of the other woman are unattractive, and the drunken woman is semi-amusing in a creepy way.

A 2 out of 10. Ms. Ayers has a curvacious physique, but you can't judge any acting talent because the ENTIRE film is post-dubbed. Some of these "exploitation films", usually made later than this one, are interesting in some way, but this is really a bore fest. Sid Melton (MAKE ROOM FOR DADDY) directed. There are some Samurai-like facial expressions and interesting apartments, but there's really NOTHING here.

Bad Girls Do Cry (1954)

* 1/2 (out of 4)

Sally Down (Misty Ayers) is your typical small town girl who heads off to Hollywood where she plans on becoming a star. She gets a rude awakening early on when she's sexually attacked and the man also shoots her up with drugs. This leads her on a downward spiral of various evil things.

Ayers was a striptease star back in the day and this ultra low-budget film was obviously meant to cash in on her success. If you're hoping to see her naked then you're going to be disappointed because outside of a few shots of her butt crack there's really not much here. This early exploitation film still features enough naughty moments that I'm sure had "fans" excited back in the day.

At just under a hour, there's really not too much going on here. As you'd expect there's the voice-over narration, which pretty much leads us through the limited story. We get a few very campy and at times hilarious moments due to the bad acting and silly style. This includes the scene where Ayers is attacked. I won't spoil what happens but it's quite silly and funny.

The majority of the running time deals with Ayers looking at herself in the mirror and switching in and out of clothes. The Monroe look-a-like is certainly very attractive but this grade Z production does very little for her quality wise.

Released in 1965, but clearly shot years earlier, this is an inept little crime melodrama with some inept sexploitation up front. As usual for grindhouse flicks of era, there's a fair amount of undressing and dressing for no reason complemented by lousy music, annoying narration, and awkward editing. The coffee shop scene lays the excruciating groundwork, as we chop back and forth between characters to avoid actually seeing them speak their lines. All we get are reaction shots to the off-screen character's voice! 50s-pretty Misty Ayers strips to her French-cut panties a couple of times before the action gets started. She's accompanied continuously by what is apparently stock music from romantic to western to mother-does-the-dishes, mixed randomly to produce, among other things, the most thrilling cigarette lighting ever captured on film. Watch as he taps it! Watch as he strikes the match! Will he inhale or will he be captured by Apaches? Only time will tell!! The film tells the sordid tale of how Sally gets tricked into working in a whorehouse, falls for a dope, and can't escape. For some reason, we're treated to some of the most bored and boring hookers ever committed to film, literally doing their nails or knitting rather than entertaining the clientèle. Some stupendously lame comedy (boozy dame accidentally drinks milk! Har dee har!) and silent film acting doesn't help. This is one of the worst feature films I've ever seen, even on the Something Weird Video marquee. It's really more of a film curiosity for those interested in the history of cinema--very bad cinema.