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Reviewed by:
Ian Jane on October 16, 2007.

The wonderfully campy (time has not been kind to this film!) The Sexploiters follows a woman named Lynn who appreciates the finer things in life. Her expensive tastes cost money, however, so for extra cash she heads into the big city to work part time as a model – only she doesn’t so much model as she does turn tricks. The catch is that the agency Lynn works out of caters to a certain kind of clientele who dig on camera/model kinks, so she can kind of get away with it. 

Lynn and a few of her co-workers pass the afternoons by pleasing and teasing the male clientele who frequent the establishment, and as they do we’re treated to a few trashy set pieces (which, when combined, make up the bulk of the film’s quick running time). Soon enough, a businessman starts bringing some of his clients around the agency for a little tax deductible fun on the side, and when he realizes just how keen this joint is, he decides to come back in a week’s time with a pair of pals meaning that the agency is going to have to wrangle up a third gal for he and his pals to use and abuse. The agency suggests a hot little number named Lynn, which just so happens to be the name of our boy’s wife. You do the math…

With a fairly ambiguous conclusion, the film really expects you to pay more attention to the scant bits of dialogue and plot than you’re probably going to want to. See, plot or no plot, the real reason anyone would have wanted to watch this picture at the time was for the naked ladies who spend the bulk of the time bumping and grinding for the camera. This is not a clever film even if the ending is presented in such a way as to pretend it might be, this is exploitation plain and simple. That said, being a product of its time, it’s also fairly harmless. Yes, there’s a copious amount of bare flesh on display but the vast majority of it happens from the waist up and there’s no actual copulation in the film. This is a nudie-cutie in the true sense of the word, never does it venture into roughie territory.

The film was obviously made fast and cheap. The quality of the picture changes from scene to scene and the narration is stoic and obviously not very well thought out. Nor is it particularly emotive. The dubbed/looped performances sound phonier than a three-dollar bill and if the cinematography is maybe a bit above average at times, you’d never know it, as the lighting is uninspired and drab. Yet, the film has its charm. As a relic of a bygone era, a time where topless gyrations were considered genuinely taboo within the general populace of America, it’s an interesting film. Add to that the fact that it was directed by Al Ruban (who went on to act in and produce The Killing Of A Chinese Bookie!) and that it stars an ice-cream eating Gigi Darlene (Bad Girls Go To Hell), June Roberts (Kitten In A Cage) and Jackie Miller (Olga’s House Of Shame) and it also makes for a fun game of ‘spot the exploitation star.’ It’s far from a classic but it is an entertaining little slice of sleaze that fans of the genre will certainly appreciate, warts and all.

The audio and video are nothing to write home about but the commentary is interesting and it’s nice to see this genuinely obscure effort see the light of day on DVD.

Norma Berke, Bettina, Joann Brier, Gigi Darlene, Walter Druker, Don Dwyer