This oddity feels like two movies smashed into one, an unfinished softcore film with Kim Pope, Linda Southern, and Larry Hunter, shot circa 1970, and hardcore scenes or loops shot with Cindy West years later. On-screen narrator C. Davis Smith (who might have even shot some of this or at least edited it for the mystery producer) binds it all together somehow as a "case study" of two women suffering from nymphomania. None of it is satisfying and is, of course, made worse by the added contemporary score from After Hours Cinema. I'd love to know what the Pope footage was shot for, as there are some intriguing moments of her standing on NYC streets with a giant paper flower before she's picked up by Hunter, responding to her ad in an underground newspaper.
