= Highest Rating
CHEESE ALERT! This
totally shameless rip-off of Salon
Kitty by crapmeister
Bruno Mattei (Hell of the Living
Dead) doesn't quite plumb the depths of tastelessness that
other Nazisploitation films do, but so far it's the most entertaining
I've seen. Substantial parts of it are laugh-out-loud hilarious
though clearly not intended to be taken that way.
It's 1944 and Germany
is losing the war. Hitler is desperate to identify all potential
conspirators who could betray him and the Reich. To this end
fanatical SS officer Hans Schellenberg (Gabriele Carrara) is
assigned to set up an elite bordello for the entertainment of
high-ranking Nazi commanders, staffed with a bevy of specially
trained whores. Using their erotic skills to learn what the
guests really think of Der Führer, the girls are
to report all disloyal or defeatist comments they overhear.
The zealous Schellenberg is empowered to render swift justice
to any traitors thus discovered...
I had a good time with SS Girls.
It's not bogged down with grim, sordid torture scenes, instead
offering a heaping platter of cheesy chuckles served up by a
harem of naked Euro-sluts. Some of the badly dubbed dialog is
absolutely hysterical. (For a typical example, check out the
audio link near the bottom of the left-hand sidebar.) Of particular
note is the astonishingly overwrought 'performance' — if you
can call it that — of Gabriele Carrara as the demented Schellenberg.
Jack Palance's legendary drunken turn in Jess Franco's Justine
is an exemplar of underplayed subtlety
in comparison! I can't recall seeing anything quite like it.
Ever. At first I was merely stunned by Carrara
wretched, over-the-top histrionics. Then the laughs came. The
scene in which he sentences a group of officers to death, screaming
at the top of his lungs while dressed in a sort of 'gay Nazi
pope' costume, has to be experienced to be believed. (It's almost
like something out of a Monty Python skit —
only it's not supposed to be funny.) Carrara scews his face
up in the most ludicrous expressions of ecstasy whenever his
character speaks of the "glorious" Führer, as
if someone was sticking an electric cattle prod up his ass.
(And he's enjoying it.)
The other main performers exercise considerably more restraint.
Luciano Pigozzi, a very familiar face to any fan of Italian
cinema, doubtless picked up a few quick and easy lire as the
mad Nazi scientist whose unorthodox conditioning regimen (which
includes stick fighting and rifle practice while wearing togas!)
turns the prostitutes into "highly trained individual love
machines." Slinky Macha Magall is the madam chosen by Schellenberg
to ride herd over his stable of harlots; she's sexy and thankfully
doffs her clothes a lot more often here than in SS
Hell Camp. Nearly
stealing the show, though, is raven-haired Marina Daunia as
Frau Inga, Schellenberg's scar-faced aide de camp. This fleshy
sexpot was born to play the dominatrix/dragon lady type, and
while she disappointingly has little to do (or show) in the
first half of the film she more than makes up for it in the
Other than running about 10 minutes too long (Mattei, who also
co-scripted, tacks on a pointless soliloquy by a minor character
near the end), SS Girls hits all
the right Eurotrash notes. There's oodles of female nudity (with
some lesbianism and S&M in the mix), a number of scenes
in very bad taste (that thankfully don't get too revolting),
and loads of unintentional humor. Mattei even tosses in a bit
of action in the form of a Russian tank attack. Dieses
ist erfreulicher Käse!
A word to any history buffs out there (like yours truly)...
We don't watch movies like this for their historical veracity,
of course, but one can't help but notice things the average
viewer will miss. Actually, SS Girls
— compared to other films of the genre — does a better job than
most in getting the Nazi uniforms and regalia correct. There
are still plenty of goofs (a Luftwaffe parachutists' badge on
an Army tunic, for example) but they're fairly trivial. Except,
that is, for the ridiculously anachronistic hair styles.
Not a single officer of any WWII army had long hair covering
his ears, much less a 'do that's collar or shoulder length.
It's incredibly STUPID to think that a production would go to
all the trouble and expense of acquiring the uniforms, weapons,
vehicles and set dressings of a particular time period yet not
require its actors to cut their hair to match. I've seen
this again and again in a host of war flicks; it instantly destroys
any sense of reality a film is trying to establish. Now this
doesn't really matter very much when it comes to so-bad-it's-good
exploitation trash like SS Girls,
but come ON... How much does a freakin' haircut cost?
So you'll spend the money to rent historical uniforms and vintage
cars but not insist the actors get a quick trim? How
idiotic is that?
For the lack
of a few simple haircuts you end up with performers looking
like refugees from a costume party and, most importantly, an
audience unable to suspend their disbelief.
good quality print (displaying the Italian title Casa Privata
Per Le SS, "Private House of the SS") was
used for this latest Media Blasters/Exploitation Digital DVD.
The film is presented in 1.85 anamorphic widescreen with a solid,
if unremarkable, mono audio track. This isn't to say there aren't
any problems; in one scene the video appears to wobble every couple
of frames and the final few lines of dialog at the end are spoken
undubbed, in Italian, with no subtitles provided. But apart from
these minor quibbles I was pleasantly surprised by the disc's
A/V specs. In certainly fares better in this regard than MB's
previous Nazisploitation offering, SS Hell
A 9-minute featurette
with director Bruno Mattei is included as an extra. In the interview
Mattei speaks briefly of his foray into the Nazisploitation genre,
repeating the oft-stated claim that he's never liked any of the
films he's made. He also aims a few barbs at U.S. filmmakers and
their comparatively large, overly specialized crews. ("Put
ten Americans together and you have a team of idiots.")
Additionally, the DVD
comes with a smallish photo gallery, the film's original theatrical
trailer (in Italian with no subs) and trailers for Media Blasters
releases SS Hell Camp, Emanuelle
and the Last Cannibals, Elsa: Fraulein
SS, and Porno Holocaust.
This latter promo is different from the 'hardcore' trailer seen
on other MB discs in that it does not include any explicit sex
In March 2008 Media Blasters re-released SS
Girls as part of the three-disc SS
Hell Pack, which also includes SS
Experiment Love Camp and SS
Camp: Women's Hell.