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SEX PSYCHEDELIA COLLECTION 2-DVD SET
Directed By: various
Starring: various
Release Date: December 7, 2010
Studio: After Hours Cinema
Adults Only / You Must Be 18 Years or Older to Order this Title
Drop a tab and get ready for an orgy of hippie lust. THE SEX PSYCHEDELIA COLLECTION 2-DVD set brings together four far-out classics from the Golden Age of West Coast smut.
Brand new telecine from the original film elements! Aspect ratio 1.33:1
DVD Contents
Ramage (Mobility Cathexis), The Last Bath, Waltz of the Bat, It Came From Love feature films
6 page booklet with liner notes by film historian Michael J. Bowen
After Hours Cinema Trailer Vault
Adults Only / You Must Be 18 Years or Older to Order this Title
Running Time: approx 230 mins.
2 DVD Set Catalog: ah-4278
$29.99 SUGGESTED RETAIL PRICE
Our Price: $27.99
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Sex Psychedelia Collection (Ramage (Mobility Cathexis) / The Last Bath / Waltz of the Bat / It Came From Love)
Written by: Jimmy the Gent on January 30th, 2011
Theatrical Release Dates: Various
Directors: Various
Cast: Various
DVD released: December 7th, 2010
Approximate running times: 54 Minutes (Ramage (Mobility Cathexis), 71 Minutes (The Last Bath), 67 Minutes (Waltz of the Bat), 67 Minutes (It Came From Love)
Aspect Ratio: 1.33:1 Full Frame (All Films)
Rating: NR
Sound: Dolby Digital Mono English (All Films)
Subtitles: N/A
DVD Release: After Hours Cinema
Region Coding: Region 0 NTSC
Retail Price: $29.99
It Came From Love: Sort of an Outer Limits sex cheapie, an alien abducts three couples just before they get to the money shot and transports them to a closet lined with aluminum foil from top to bottom [certainly it was returned to it's original purpose immediately following production]. Just straight hetero sex until the alien fiend forces them to have an orgy. Ah, foiled again.
The DVD:
Three out of four of the films present attractive sex performers and a combination of introspective drama, psychedelic effects, and camp performances to make these smut films stand out from the pack.
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Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Sex Psychedelia Collection: Ramage (Mobility Cathexis), The Last Bath, Waltz of the Bat, and It Came From Love
Directed by Bob King, Karl Krogstad, Steve Brown
Starring Buddy Sigmund, Anama Anis, Templeton Blaine, Thalia Lemar, Debi Duchamps, Tyler Reynolds, Eric Fledermaus, Honey Lang
Unrated/X
USA
"I don't understand a word of Indian. Maybe I can talk to them in Bee."
After Hours Cinema is well known for bringing to the surface films that have been lost, forgotten, largely unseen or merely unreleased since their initial theatrical runs - and the Sex Psychedelia Collection is no exception.
A wonderful sampling of the West Coast weirdness that was going down in the late 60's and early 70's, the Sex Psychedelia Collection brings together 4 tripped out film experiments from this era.
Ramage (Mobility Cathexis) starts the freak-out well enough with a trio of art school meditations that don't really make much sense singularly, let alone as a cohesive unit.
In the first segment, a typical looking young lady pays a visit to a pornographer who, as any good pornographer does, gets her to masturbate on an American flag.
Next, a red-headed gal with ropes wrapped around her lays on the rocky shore of a beach, distraught and intent on ending her life. As the tide comes in, said redhead reminisces about past sexual relationships. Apparently, they bummed her out a bit.
Lastly, a writer, exhausted from typing, takes a much needed nap. As he sleeps, he dreams of 2 lovely nude cuties running around with each other on the beach who beckon to him. Upon waking, he decides to head out to the beach to get his thoughts straight. While walking the shore, he sees the 2 ladies that he was dreaming of reaching to him from a rocky alcove.
He freaks the fuck out and runs straight to the loony bin, where he has insanity drenched sex antics with 2 fellow inmates, who may or may not be the girls he had dreamed of earlier; it's difficult to tell. The end.
At 54 minutes, Ramage (Mobility Cathexis) runs a little long, but overall is an interesting watch in its own right.
The Last Bath AKA Dark Dreams (1975) is definitely a step up as far a visual stylings, direction and acting compared to Ramage, but still holds on to the previous films what-the-hell-is-going-on sensibilities. (Yes, those are bananas.)
A young photographer is struggling with separating his dreams and fantasies from reality. After dreaming of a sweet underground parking garage encounter with 2 girls, a nice BJ fantasy in the photographer's boathouse, and a sexy memory of a past photo shoot, he meets up with a pair of foxy nurses and heads out to a secluded cabin with them for the weekend.
As the weekend progresses and steamy times are had by all (mostly in the cabin's bathtub, giving relevancy to the film's title), jealousies, anger, and possibly witchcraft spoil the retreat and shit ends badly for one of the lovers.
Although also running long at 71 minutes, The Last Bath is actually a pretty well-made film. There's above average camera work, an intriguing story, and inventive sound and visuals. The film is consistently damaged, with streaks of white or black at every frame, but unfortunately, this is the only known print in existence.
Waltz of the Bat (1972) starts out disc 2 with a turn for the more traditionally narrative, although no less strange. Top hat and cape sporting "The Bat" roams around the streets of San Francisco picking up hippie chicks and giving them his love seed. What the girls don't know is that after The Bat does his thing, they are then transformed into his slaves.
The Bee, who is the bestower of The Bat's powers, must stop him before he becomes immortal from all his conquests. It seems to me that she should have thought about that in the first place, but then I guess we wouldn't have this movie.
Running a comfortable 67 minutes, Waltz of the Bat is probably the most entertaining of the 4 features, but we're certainly not looking at an award winner here - unless there's one for best sex scene featuring ragdolls.
It Came From Love (1972) rounds out this crazy collection with a tedious little sci-fi tale involving a gaggle of lovers and the alien who abducts them. He forces them to make sweet love in his tin foiled room - I mean spaceship - for some reason that's not made explicitly clear.
Low on plot, heavy on hairy 70's loving and really just plain silly, It Came From Love is a nice capper for your flashback weekend. Again, at 58 minutes the editors could've streamlined this a bit, but hell - this is a document of immense historical importance!
Certainly not an anthology to change the world, the Sex Psychedelia Collection, however, is perfect for film historians (armchair or otherwise), weird cinema enthusiasts and people who like to get high - of which I consider myself all three.
Get it now at Alternative Cinema, and check out the February 2011 AC Podcast for further information, including director speculation that I don't feel comfortable speaking on.
- Jeremy Vaca
Posted by sonofabobo2 at 12:19 PM
Labels: flag masturbation, gratuitous optical effects, hairy hippies, psychedelia
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On the other hand, you definitely won't get more of the same old, same old with the Sex Psychedelia Collection, a quartet of completely insane mixtures of art, smut, and stupidity that will scramble your brain into oatmeal.
First up is Rampage (Mobility Cathexis), which plays like the unholy love child of Stan Brakhage, Kenneth Anger, and Carter Stevens. There's not much story here as three different vignettes feature beautiful women swirling through a weird patriotic photo shoot, a Jean Rollin-style naked sacrifice on the beach, and a freaked-out orgy in an asylum. The editing, camerawork, and dreamy pacing are far more student film than storefront quickie, and at times it's even surprising when the graphic stuff kicks in. God knows who they thought would book this thing, but it's a wild rescue from the slagheap of porn oblivion.
The more straightforward but equally artsy The Last Bath features a guy who hops in a car with two girls on the way to a country weekend; together they do some explorations of both an emotional and sexual nature before a surprisingly grim plot twist that explains the title. This one's a fairly interesting and accomplished piece of work, with a much more attractive cast than usual and a potent atmosphere that at times recalls Joe Sarno.
If any of you are familiar with the breakout Something Weird smut-superhero cult favorite Bat Pussy, well, imagine if the people who made that one dropped acid, shot a movie, and threw the results in a blender. The results might look like Waltz of the Bat, a freaky chunk of nonsense about a bearded guy in a top hat named the Bat who has the power to psychically enslave hookers, or something. Then there's a young immortal woman called the Bee running around (in a bee costume) who has to have sex with the Bat before midnight to keep him from sharing her powers or immortality. Or something. Eventually she tracks him down, and the inevitable happens. There are also some mystic Native Americans (one played by an uncredited Tyler Reynolds) who provide an orgiastic subplot in the second half. None of it makes a lick of sense, but you'll probably be laughing so hard you won't care.
Last up is the flimsiest of the four, It Came from Love, about an alien, Mr. Zenko, who swipes three couples in the act of love and encases all of them in tinfoil to usurp their energy. This was done a lot better via Harry Novak with Wham! Bam! Thank You, Spaceman, but if that one left you wishing it had some hardcore action thrown into the mix on an even lower budget, well, here ya go.
All of the features have full frame transfers, with the latter two looking the best of the bunch. All are pretty solid presentations, though, and among the After Hours library, this is definitely one of their most distinctive releases to date. The package comes with solid liner notes by regular writer Michael J. Bowen, while the sleeve indicates all of these hail from San Francisco. I'll take their word for it.
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