Monday, June 30, 2014
LOVE CAMP 7 (1969) movie review
Love Camp 7 (1969) d. Lee Frost (USA)
Because it got there first, this sloppy, schlocky Nazisploitation pioneer deserves some sort of notoriety, but it’s such a campy, ill-produced bore that it’s hard to properly celebrate or condemn. Two American WACs (Maria Lease, Kathy Williams) are sent to rescue a captured scientist from one of the infamous (and historically inaccurate) brothels where Nazi soldiers enjoy the fruits of POWs, said camp being run by the flamboyant and sadistic Commandant (Robert Cresse, who also assisted with the “script”).
If the sight of a few naked women being menaced by jackboot-wearing extras from Central Casting does it for you (or, like me, you’re hell bent on seeing every last Video Nasty), then by all means. Otherwise, save a bit of your soul and 91 precious minutes, because aside from the final confrontation between a blinded pistol-packing Cresse and the defiant damsels, there’s nothing here that hasn’t been bettered (relative term, I know) elsewhere.