The Beautiful Kind

Further proof that I’m a pervert: I’m able to get turned on by really bad movies.

Last night I subjected my dears to watching Sadomania, a completely campy cult film made in 1981 by a total Spanish freak who thumbs his nose at Christian morals. At first I thought it was going to be as lame as Fuego! but I was happy to discover that it fulfilled about 90% of my fetish checklist turn ons:

- boots
- needle and blood play
- sadism
- rape
- girls in cages
- woman chained to a chair getting raped by a dog
- impregnantation
- lesbianism (forced and Stockholm Effect-ed)
- more rape

Don’t get me wrong - the movie was fucking awful and rife with fake moustaches, crocodiles and corn syrup blood and we had to fast forward through a few parts just to make our way through it and I don’t recommend it at all, but I did fantasize about the rape scene (wait, I have to be more specific: the one where the bald guy has the woman chained naked in the belly of a boat and molests her slowly and her beautiful small breasts quiver with disgust) later on that night as The Belle worked me over, so it wasn’t a total wash.

The Beau gives it a two thumbs up because all the women in the film were topless and it was before the boob job plague! The toplessness almost made up for the fact that their prison uniform was super short jean shorts. Oh and the gangrene boob was pretty gross.

It was only after the movie that we realized the lead bad girl, Ajita Wilson, was a transexual and former male - we were really marveling at how much her body resembled a Japanese anime girl.