Femmine infernali

Femmine infernali is a lurid slice of jungle-set exploitation cinema that leans heavily into the atmosphere of confinement, tension, and heat. On the surface, it delivers exactly what it promises: a women-in-prison fantasy wrapped in tribal danger and raw survivalism. But beyond the genre's standard provocations, there's a surprisingly effective moodiness to the visuals. The cinematography, while clearly hampered by budget, captures the oppressive humidity and isolation of the jungle setting with grit and purpose. Sunlight filters through overgrowth, smoke wafts in slow curls, and the camera often lingers just long enough on bruises, sweat, and fear to create an unsettling tone. It's never beautiful, but it is effective.

Where the film falters is in its pacing and uneven tone. Moments meant to titillate often undercut the seriousness of violence or trauma, leaving some scenes feeling exploitative in the most literal sense. Mulargia seems unsure whether he wants to shock, thrill, or critique, and that indecision creates tonal whiplash. The dialogue, particularly in dubbed versions, ranges from serviceable to unintentionally hilarious, which may entertain cult fans but diminishes any genuine emotional impact.

Performance-wise, Cristina Lay manages to ground her role with more nuance than the film often deserves. Her restrained expressiveness and steady presence add a thin but welcome layer of realism to a story that often veers into caricature. Cintia Lodetti leans more into the genre's flamboyance, delivering an exaggerated but undeniably magnetic performance that plays well within the film's exploitative framework. Most of the supporting cast serve more as visual props than fully realized characters, but that's par for the course in films of this stripe.

In the end, Femmine infernali is neither a total misfire nor a forgotten gem. It's a pulp concoction with moments of surprisingly competent craft. For fans of grindhouse-era sexploitation, it scratches a specific itch, but casual viewers will likely be more puzzled than engaged.

This is a state of the art Girls-In-Jungle-Prison-Camp movie. It is loaded with nudity and all kinds of abuse. No wonder the good handsome doctor is a drunk. But there's only so much a decent person can absorb before they stand up and snap back. The doctor is their only chance of survival from the notorious warden and guards.

There is a death scene that has to be one of the worst, most frightening I've ever seen. I've seen a million ways to die on screen, but I have never seen this one before.

A fool could say this only happens in movies... but I'm sure similar events happen all the time around the world. And yes... even to girls! They could be taken advantage easier.

Lets remember the inmates are all criminals to be there, but what goes on in the remote jungle miles from civilization is an unseen, unspeakable hell where people who are supposed to represent authority and teach correction just turn into criminals themselves. The moral of the story; two wrongs don't make a right and good always prevails.

A superbly crafted intense, dramatic, romantic film that is both meaningful and immensely entertaining. Escape!

This is about your typical "women in prison" type scenario. The women are incarcerated, try to escape, get raped in the process etc.etc. There is a lesbian scene towards the end but, the rest of the movie was quite boring. I found myself pressing the fast-foward button most of the time. I would say forget about it but, the love scene in the cell was eye catching and is probably the only reason I would recommend this film.

I must not have done my research or just forgot that I was about to watch a 1980 Italian "women in prison" flick because my jaw dropped upon seeing some of the sex scenes in this. I am wondering if there is an X-rated version floating around out there because it was obvious that there was some real oral sex going on in this movie.

Another reviewer mentioned they thought this was Troma's worst film in their library. You must not have seen all of the Troma films because Troma has some real stinkers. But I wouldn't call this a Troma library film, but a Troma sponsored re-release. There are Troma films and then there are films that Lloyd Kaufman buys the rights to so he can make more cash on them by packaging them and releasing them. This is one of those. I guess if Troma was going to re-release a "women in prison' flick this is fits the Troma standard- trashy.

A film so good they made it twice (they shot the equally lurid `Hotel Paradise' at the same time), and even released a scratch mix version called `Savage Island' with Linda Blair which wasn't so good. We all know by now that the plot involves a couple of dozen half naked women being terrorised by the brutal guards in a jungle prison camp. It also has a host of titillating titles which translate as `The Torture Camp of the Dear Witches', `The Dear Witches of the Rio Cannibale' `Escapees from the Love Camp' and `Infernal Women', although that was the original. In Britain it was called `Hell Prison' and back in 1980 when I saw it the cover was enough to get me interested, probably a bit too interested. I've seen it twice since and might even buy the DVD one day.

On the cast, everyone seems to know about the late Ajita Wilson, but have you noticed that Christina Lai (Vivien) appears in Moonraker for all of two seconds (credited there as Christina Hui)? So 1979 was a big year for her. All of which set me to thinking who she really was, and what was her real name. Well, she was Miss Italy 1978 (then known as Loren Cristina Mai). Further `research' reveals that Zaira Zoccheddu, who plays `Lucy' was a Miss World contestant in 1974, but she finished nowhere. Don't you just love the internet?

Also Anna Maria Panaro (aka Annamaria Pace) appeared in a couple of `Sword and Sandal' epics in the 60s and then seems to have disappeared until she turned up in an episode of Sex and the City. Here she plays `Marie Antoinette' who pretends to be mad and has an affair with a dog to keep the guards off her case, smart move.

Handsome Serafino Profumo (`Martinez') has a scary list of film credits, though I think the IMDB has missed at least one of those icky Italian Nazi-sex epics of the 70s. And Brazilian born Anthony Steffen did a lot of spaghetti westerns before landing his greatest role here as the alcoholic doctor.

Wow, there's certainly more to this skin-fest than meets the eye. I'm going to write a thesis on this movie. Or maybe start a fan club which is long overdue. Help me out and I guarantee a million hits.

Whoever has the rights should be informed that some of us are crying out for the director's cut. Or maybe we could arrange a 25th anniversary reunion somewhere in Italy.