Emanuelle et les filles de Madame Claude

The Black Emanuelle series has some gems; but overall it's very hit and miss, and unfortunately Emanuelle and the White Slave Trade is one of the misses. The plot once against focuses on Emanuelle as she heads out to get an interview with some Italian criminal; but by chance actually happens upon someone that is into the white slave trade, and decides to investigate that instead. The film is directed by Joe D'Amato so as you would expect, there's plenty of sleaze and sex scenes; but actually this entry is somewhat more tame than some of the other Emanuelle flicks. The film actually appears to be going for a more softcore erotic feel; and although to be honest I generally prefer that to the hardcore style that most of these films feature; there's not enough in this film to really hold it together and the result is, unfortunately, rather boring. There are a few standout scenes, however; one that sees Emanuelle and another woman in the shower is worth mentioning, but you can get all this stuff in other, better, films. As always, the film stars the lovely Laura Gemser and once again she's very nice to look at and is definitely the best thing about the film. Overall, however, this is a rather dull entry in the series and thus is not recommended to anyone except hardcore Emanuelle fans!

Whilst in Nairobi to interview reclusive gangster Giorgio Rivetti (Venantino Venantini), feisty photographer and reporter Emanuelle (Laura Gemser) stumbles upon the existence of a powerful prostitution and white slave trade racket operating out of the US.

After banging Rivetti, rolling in the sack with a prince (Pierre Marfurt) and showering with her best friend Susan Towers (the gorgeous Ely Galleani), Emanuelle returns to NY to go undercover as a poor woman willing to sell herself for sex. Infiltrating a high class brothel, she sets about the dangerous task of exposing the unscrupulous organisation.

The last of the Emanuelle films to be helmed by trash king Joe D'amato, White Slave Traders is a surprisingly tame affair in comparison to the director's other entries in the series: Emanuelle in America, Emanuelle and the Last cannibals, and Emanuelle Around the World. Where those films relied on scenes of hardcore sex and extreme gore to shock their audiences, this one sees old Joe content to present the usual smörgåsbord of soft-core sex acts and lightweight sleaze that typify the character's non-D'amato adventures.

Fortunately, the story is actually half-decent for a change (well, by Emanuelle standards) and there is just enough gratuitous nudity and outrageous silliness still make it worth a watch: during the course of the film, Gemser rubs one out whilst watching Susan shag a mechanic, partakes in a drug-fuelled menage-a-trois, runs naked through the African bush, satisfies an ageing senator, humps kung-fu transvestite Stefan (Nicola D'Eramo), and is rogered by a gang of thugs in a bowling alley. You'd think that by the end of the film she would be exhausted, but in a fittingly trashy finale, the game girl offers herself to a group of fishermen in exchange for a lift back to the city on their boat.

I think they call that 'working your passage'.

5.5 out of 10, rounded up to 6 for IMDb.

"La via della prostituzione" (1978), directed by the infamous Joe D'Amato, is a film that attempts to delve into the grimy world of prostitution, but unfortunately, it falls short of delivering a truly impactful or insightful narrative. Despite its provocative title and premise, the film struggles to rise above the exploitative nature of its genre, resulting in a somewhat lackluster viewing experience.

The film follows the story of Emanuelle, a journalist who goes undercover as a prostitute to expose a high-class sex ring. The plot, while intriguing, is marred by a lack of depth and character development. Emanuelle, played by Laura Gemser, is a compelling lead, but the script fails to provide her with the substance needed to truly bring her character to life.

D'Amato's direction is competent, but it lacks the finesse needed to elevate the material. The film's pacing is uneven, with scenes often dragging on for too long, only to be followed by abrupt transitions that leave the audience feeling disoriented. The cinematography, while occasionally striking, is largely unremarkable, failing to capture the gritty realism that the film's subject matter demands.

One of the film's few redeeming qualities is its score, composed by Nico Fidenco. The music, a blend of sultry jazz and haunting melodies, effectively captures the film's seedy atmosphere and provides a much-needed layer of depth to the proceedings.

However, the film's treatment of its subject matter leaves much to be desired. Rather than providing a nuanced exploration of prostitution and its societal implications, "La via della prostituzione" often resorts to gratuitous nudity and sexual content, which feels exploitative and undermines the film's potential for meaningful commentary.

In conclusion, "La via della prostituzione" is a film that, while not without its moments, ultimately fails to live up to its potential. With a weak script, uneven direction, and a tendency to exploit its subject matter, the film is a disappointing entry in the exploitation genre. It's not a complete waste of time, but there are certainly better films out there that tackle similar themes with more depth and sensitivity.💔🌃

Ever-intrepid investigative reporter Emanuelle (Laura Gemser) is currently in Africa, having tracked down an elusive American gangster (Venantino Venantini). It doesn't take that long for him to succumb to her charms (and those of her friend Susan (Ely Galleani)), and he agrees to an interview. But the tale doesn't end there. Emanuelle becomes intrigued by another American character, Francis Harley (Gabriele Tinti) whom she spies while on this current assignment, and she learns that he's involved in the white slave trade. Back in America, she gets into his good graces, and begins working as a prostitute in a bordello run by Madame Claude (Gota Gobert). But she could really be risking her neck if the Madame and others find out that she's actually a journalist.

"Emanuelle and the White Slave Trade" is overall an engaging example of this kind of soft-core entertainment. The story is enjoyable, but undeniably the attraction for most viewers will be the very generous doses of sex and nudity. (Emanuelle always seems to be up for a roll in the hay.) It's quite good in its first half, as it's just as much a travelogue as it is an exploitation film. Director Joe D'Amato also photographed the film, and the sights & sounds of Africa are impressive to take in. The story gets more conventional in the second half, but the striking Gemser proves to be always easy to watch. Worth noting is the films' sense of humor: Susan likes to take her Range Rover to the mechanic not to get it inspected, but rather to get it on with the mechanic (James Sampson). An in-drag male character, Stefan (Nicola D'Eramo), manages to kick some ass while wearing a wig and dress. Also, the final moments are really priceless.

An eclectic soundtrack composed by Nico Fidenco, and a decent supporting cast including Tinti, Venantini, Galleani, Pierre Marfurt as a prince, and Bryan Rostron as Emanuelles' photographer boyfriend are also among the films' virtues.

Generally regarded as a better entry in D'Amatos' "Black Emanuelle" series, this is a fun viewing for aficionados of trash cinema.

Seven out of 10.

The quality of a film often suffers when the director decides to make it a "hardcore" feature. D'Amato's "Emanuelle In America" is a good example; remove the unappealing and artless hardcore shots and the nauseating "ejjaculation" inserts, and all that is left is a substandard, highly forgettable movie. This explains why "Emanuelle and the White Slave Trade" is, technically speaking, one of the best in the series. Without the porn angle to sell the product, D'Amato can concentrate on the important aspects of making a good movie; like a coherent and interesting story, and softcore erotic scenes that are truly artistic and extremely sexy. Anyone who finds the scenes of ugly men, "blowing their loads" on ugly bimbos, hotter, and more EROTIC than "the mechanic scene" featured in "White Slave Trade..." well, that audience shouldn't be reviewing these movies at all, because they just "don't get it..." In this long-lost entry in the Italian "Emanuelle" series, follows "Emy" Jordan, the reporter who travels to foreign lands to uncover stories too shocking for normal journalists, going to places, and dealing with people considered too dangerous for the average female reporter. Revisiting familiar territory, Emanuelle stumbles upon an international White Slavery ring while vacationing in Africa. Fans will recognize this story from both "Emanuelle In America," as well as the brutal but impressive "Emanuelle Around the World." Only this time D'Amato concentrates more on the quality, and it is recognized mostly in the writing and the introduction of some characters that are actually interesting and not simply one dimensional bodies who are there just to take off their clothes. Not that this film isn't filled with sex and nudity; it simply has more going for it than smut. Emanuelle's romantic interlude with the daughter of a foreign diplomat is really quite nice, and sexy without being exploitative, bringing to mind the girl/girl love story from the original, French "Emmanuelle" series with Sylvia Kristel. The rediscovery of this lost film is truly a great thing, and true fans of the series will be thrilled with the discovery of "Emanuelle and the White Slave trade." Those looking for the "love butter" and the "clam shots," might as well pass this one up.