Sugar Cookies

Mary Woronov and Lynn Lowry are usually watchable in anything and that's still true for Sugar Cookies - a sleazy sexploitation thriller without many thrills.

It's too silly and campy to be taken seriously as a sex film, but there aren't enough genuine thrills to enjoy it as a straightforward thriller. I'm still not sure what the chubby cross dressing guy had to do with anything. Was he just there for filler?

Anyway, it's about a sleazy sex film producer who kills one of his stars during a sex game and makes it look like a suicide. The star's lesbian lover searches for someone who looks just like the dead star so they can carry out some form of revenge. There are a few too twists and turns to keep us interested and the ending just sort of dribbles out, but it's always nice to see Woronov and Lowry.

This movie is not schlock, despite the lo fi production and its link to Troma productions. A dark fable for adults. Exploitation is a theme of Sugar Cookies, and one wonders if the cast has not fallen prey to said theme. A weird movie with enticing visuals: shadows and contrast are prominent. Definitely worth a look, especially from fans of Warhol and stylish decadence. Through all the cruelty and wickedness, a moral, albeit twisted, can be gleamed.

In 1973, the year before Lloyd Kaufman formed Troma Studios in order to churn out his particular brand of trashy low-budget B-movies, he helped produce Sugar Cookies, an experimental sexploitation flick starring Lynn Lowry (The Crazies, Shivers) as aspiring actress Julie Kent, who is tricked by lesbian seductress Camilla (Mary Woronov) into helping avenge the murder of her lover.

Loaded with dreadfully dull dialogue, languorous scenes of supposedly emotionally intense drama, and of course, plenty of nudity, this sort of ponderous, progressive, art-house styled erotic nonsense might have gone down well with a crowd of enlightened (ie., stoned), sexually liberated hippy types several decades ago, but will seem laughably dated to a modern audience. Even connoisseurs of cult cinema keen to see unconventionally attractive amazonian cult actress Woronov and frisbee-nippled Sissy Spacek-alike Lowry strip off and get it on will probably find this film a struggle.

If you want to know why the director's career when nowhere after SILENT NIGHT BLOODY NIGHT, here is your answer. SUGAR COOKIES means well, but it has no story. It has the idea of a story, but it is never fleshed out, never explored deeply, and never really developed. Outstanding performance by Lynn Lowry. Great to see Monique Van Vooren, an underutilized talent. The always interesting Mary Woronov doesn't appear all that comfortable in the part her husband wrote for her. A major plus: the Vinegar Syndrome transfer is outstanding.

I am amazed Lynn Lowry never became a bigger star. She is beautiful in a unique way (not "movie star" beautiful; her beauty is much more natural) and actually manages to act (and act well!) despite the dreadful roles she is usually given. This is particularly the case in Sugar Cookies. Terrible movie no matter how you look at it. Unless you look at Lynn Lowry. It was her beauty, her charm, her grace, and yes her acting that kept me engaged throughout an otherwise dreadful experience. Mary Woronov is a good actress also, and she and Lowry played off each other well. Ladies & Gentlemen - you really have to check Ms. Lowry out! Her characters are always memorable, even in small roles such as the one Paul Schrader gave her in his remake of Cat People. Alas, we never did see this once budding talent be given the proper opportunities to fully develop her craft before our eyes. This is the only tragedy regarding Sugar Cookies that is worth discussing.