A lesser effort than the last two Sarno films I watched, but far more watchable than Deep Inside, mercifully. The lead actress is quite compelling and I was invested in her finding out what happened to her sister and potentially seeing justice done... until the end when I couldn't tell who the killer reveal was due to the very poor quality of the DVD rip I was watching. If this ever gets a proper release I'll revisit…
Reviews of My Body Hungers 1967
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For a murder mystery about a “LACE ROPE STRANGLER” set in a roadhouse burlesque / bordello this is VERY sleepy, even by Sarnos standards. But any movie were you can see moths swarming the set lighting is alright by me, & the news story framing /cold quasi industrial feel of the exterior shots reminded me of NotLD a bit.
Do Lana Del Rey fans know about Joe Sarnos 1960s films? Seems like a match made in sad girl heaven. -
“The murder of Janet Teel remains unsolved.”
Sarno’s black leather gloved killer movie! A high-speed midnight car chase and fiery explosion! Sort of. In something of a continuation on Anything for Money, the setting of My Body Hungers is a New England “resort hotel” aka a strip-tease roadhouse, not unlike the one seen in that former film. Hungers opens with a news prompter reading the story of dancer Janet’s murder by black pantyhose, a gives us a brief but sordid…
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“I know this type. She would take her own life. They brood until—well, I just hope she doesn’t mess up the room for me. So it didn’t happen yet. Take it from me, I know this type. That young woman will do it someday.”
One of the reasons why Joe Sarno is my favorite sexploitation director is that many of his movies are set in a nighttime dream world that is simultaneously recognizable and strange to me. The horizon of…
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Sarno opens this one with a thrill. A newscast delivers word of a lurid murder at the local gentleman’s club, which we then proceed to witness: strangulation with lace undergarments. We then meet the victim's sister, who is hitchhiking over to get a job in the same seedy business that brought her sibling to an unseemly end. Marcia enters the rotation as a "hostess" at the local roadhouse, an establishment part boarding house for wayward women, part quasi-brothel offering hard…
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The kind of sleaze you would see playing on an old TV set in some other movie. It's not raunchy and barely anything happens the entire time, but it has that static haze that rolls over you like a warm blanket. Midnight vibes.
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Two words: Olga & Her Oomphettes.
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Marcia (Gretchen Rudolph) hitchhikes to where her sister is staying but once she arrives she learns that her sister has been murdered. No one knows Marcia is connected to the dead woman so she gets a job in the same club and tries to figure out who the murderer is.
Joe Sarno's MY BODY HUNGERS isn't one of his best films but it's an interesting movie that tries to stay away from what most people know the director for. Sure,…
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A lot of lounging around, not enough salacious or erotic even about this murder mystery movie that is also missing out on any suspense really. Sarno would probably get a R-Rating for the nudity if this was released now. Some scenes are also poorly lit to the point I can't tell what is going on. Joe Santos might be the only recognizable face here as a truck driver in one scene! He's probably the only good performer here too.
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A crime vibe runs through this still melodrama loaded sex caper, though the usual themes of obsession and female to female relations run rampant.
Very enjoyable, though I think Sarno was more interested in the sexy stuff and his "the sex is the story" modus operandi in the end. The mystery is told through a tv narrator and a few little bits, but it's Olga And The Oomphettes that impress.
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Joe Sarno does his version of a striptease murder mystery. Like Striptease Murder Case and the subsequent related exploitation films, this centers on characters in a strip club and someone knocking them off. Unlike a lot of those classic era explos, this isn't a mash up of prior filmed striptease sequences and a separately filmed murder mystery. This is of a whole. Sarno is less interested in the exploitation of both stripping and murder and more into his character's obsessive…
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“melodramatic sexploitation murder mystery” is a genre i would love to see more of. the shots aren’t as interesting as RED ROSES OF PASSION and the entire climax is shot in day-for-night. but the sarno melodrama makes it enjoyable.
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