Cherry, Harry & Raquel!

Harry Sledge (Charles Napier) is a small-town sheriff who doubles as a drug runner for an old, rich pervert. He gets involved with the old man's woman, plus another big-breasted girl. Meanwhile he stalks a rival indian dealer in the desert. The film features typical great dialogue, masterful editing, photography and wonderful sex scenes. It also has some great action scenes and is surprisingly bloody. Charles Napier gives one of his best performances. It's a very entertaining 70 minutes.

It makes one wonder about the footage (half the film) that the processing lab irretrievably lost. Too bad too because although Meyer improvised by reshooting footage of huge-breasted Uschi Digard (and who can argue with that?), I'd be willing to bet that the lost footage was even better. Not that I don't have anything at all against Uschi (I don't), but I get the distinct impression the missing footage would have even been more erotic. If the missing footage is anything like the most erotic scene in the movie - the seduction of the Franklin Bolger character by the nurse = it would have blown the audience right out of their seats. The jump cuts featuring Uschi are nice to look at but without any substance they cannot be put into proper perspective as relative to the film. Charles Napier is fine as the corrupt sheriff (he plays bad guys extremely well) but it is the amply endowed women in the cast that steal the show.

Try as I might I can never get as enthused about 'Cherry, Harry and Raquel!' as much as I am about nearly every other Russ Meyer movie I've seen. It starts off well enough with an impassioned plea against censorship superimposed over a background montage which includes two buxom babes rubbing their breasts together. It looks like it is going to be Meyer at his most outrageous, but sadly it gets very dull very quickly. The script is just simply not up to Meyer's usual high standards, either plot-wise or dialogue-wise. It's co-written by Meyer with Tom Wolfe, though don't get excited it's not THE Tom Wolfe of 'Electric Kool Aid Acid Test' fame. Now THAT could have been something! Anyway, legendary tough guy character actor Charles Napier plays Harry, a corrupt sheriff involved in the smuggling of "the mind bending narcotic" marijuana. His partner is played by another Meyer regular, the fabulous Franklin Bolger. Napier and Bolger almost single-handedly salvage this mediocre movie, which almost comes to a standstill every time Cherry (Linda Ashton) and Raquel (Larissa Ely) are on screen. This was their first and last Meyer movie, and it's no mystery why, they just aren't up to the standards set by Tura Satana, Haji, Erica Gavin or Kitten Natividad. If anyone of those actresses were substituted for Ashton or Ely this movie might have really sizzled. Another legendary Meyer babe Uschi Digard IS on hand for naked dancing and posing against the desert locations, which is very striking and memorable, but Uschi, Napier and Bolger aren't really enough for me. I still find this one a great disappointment. I would only recommend it to a diehard Meyer fan. Others looking for an introduction into his astonishing oeuvre would be better to start with 'Faster Pussycat! Kill! Kill!', 'Beyond The Valley Of The Dolls', or 'Supervixens' (which may or may not be a sequel of sorts to this one, as Charles Napier plays a violent cop called Harry in both movies). All three of those are utterly brilliant and are among Meyer's best work.

Sex and violence in a desert town as sheriff Harry (Charles Napier) gets involved in bushwhacking and murder. More breasts and bloodshed from Russ Meyer, with minimal plotting interrupted by staccato clips of naked women frolicking in the dunes. It's obviously a bad picture, but it does have Napier and he's worth watching in just about anything. I loved Pauline Kael's assessment of his rock-solid stature in her review of "Citizen's Band" (she called him "an erotic Steve Canyon"). To me, he's a kinky Brian Keith, a mountain of brawn and straw-blond hair. He has criss-cross scars on his face and a smile that has a maniacal bend (like Nicholson's Joker without make-up) and his sex scene with Raquel--or is that Cherry?--in the sand is really something to see (and one of the few times the film is not chopped up to provide deeper meaning in the subtext). *1/2 from ****

Russ Meyer is a genius at cutting films. And from other examples of his work you can tell he had the whole multi, jump cut vision in his head. Shooting plenty of coverage to get the whole hyper-active, ceaselessly interesting story told. But Cherry, Harry and Raquel was completely shot when the lab ruined over half the footage. Meyer was forced to improvise and Uschi Digart became the scene padding "Muse". The afterword narration becomes a completely overboard retelling of the whole movie. But for all those sad concessions to losing whatever Meyer might have made of this story, it's one of my favorites. Charles Napier absolutely rules. He must have double the muscles in his forehead and scalp than the ordinary mortal as evidenced by some of the mugging he does in this flick. Meyer's kinetic film cutting was far ahead of it's time. The climactic final shoot out is just bloody and macho and totally hilarious stuff.