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5.0 out of 5 stars
early 1970s sex farce comedy, April 19, 2002
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This review is from: Superchick (DVD)
Very funny and unique approach to sexual attitudes in the early-1970s, this script presents a free-thinking female lead character not afraid to live an open life with as many men as she feels it takes to round out her existence. Possessing a varied cast of actors from John Carradine to Joyce Jillson, and filmed on location in New York, Miami and Los Angeles, the many plots Jillson as Tara B. True, an airline stewardess, participates in are nicely intermixed and play out all resolved at the end with total clarity. Lots of nudity with sexual situations done in totally good taste put forth to entertain, not offend. Looking at this film is like stepping back in time and participating in the wild, long gone free-spirited times of the early-1970s. It's impossible to not find this film endearing and a movie one will want to see again and again.
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20 of 26 people found the following review helpful:
2.0 out of 5 stars
Superbrain, superbody, supercharged - Superchick., October 1, 2003
This review is from: Superchick (DVD)
I had a dilly of a time trying to figure out if this movie was some kind of feminist statement on the empowerment of women or a soft-core porn movie with very little porn. I soon realized my point was moot as cheese is cheese, no matter what hat it wears. Superchick stars Joyce Jillson as Tara B. True (Yeah, I know, I thought the same thing). Anyway, Tara is a flight attendant with Crown International Airlines (Hey, Crown International is the company behind this movie...what a coincidence!) and we find that in each of the cities that she makes frequent stops in, New York, Miami, Los Angeles, she has a boyfriend. In New York, there's Earnest, the witty, mature, sophisticated, wealthy brain surgeon. In Miami there's Johnny, the young, athletic type, and in Los Angeles there's Davey, the young rock superstar. He's supposed to be the creative type. They all share one thing in common besides Tara in that they all want to marry her. Also, none of them knows about the others. Being the free spirit she is, she declines all their offers, preferring to keep things they way they are. A really big deal was made how all three of these men fell so hard for Tara, even Johnny, the playboy. And a playboy he is, as we see him getting it on with a rather large busted woman about five minutes before he's supposed to pick up Tara at the airport. Seems sleazy, but we do find out that part of how he makes a living is as a tennis instructor, with a fringe benefit of private lessons with some of his older, rich, female students at his houseboat. Yowsa! Anyway, the movie sloshes along, providing not so much a story but a string of rather lame vignettes. We get to see Tara at karate school, along with some really horrific fighting choreography. Seems the school has a prestigious visitor from the Far East, a supposedly accomplished martial artist. After some misogynist comments by her instructor and the guest, Tara spars with the martial arts champion, defeating him soundly, and living up the name of the movie. You see, it's funny because she's a girl, and yet she beat them up. Get it? In another scene we see Tara at a party. Being the 70's, you better believe there was groovy music, free love, and plenty of wacky tobaccy. In a fairly funny bit, the cops are called to investigate noise complaints and arrive at the door of the apartment where the party is taking place. After knocking on the door and identifying themselves, a hipster answers with a doobie in his mouth! Needless to say, The Man proceeds to bust the partygoers. Tara manages to escape. As she's walking through the park, a motorcycle gang tries to accost her...well, there were only three chopper thugs, so I am unsure if that constitutes a gang per say...as Wheelie and the Chopper gang discuss what they're going to do with her, watch for pre-Grizzly Adams Dan Haggerty as a gang member utter a charming line about skipping all the 'motorcycle movie talk' (one of the few subtle jokes in the movie) and just having gang sex with her. They get off their motorcycles, chase her into some bushes, where we are treated to a few minutes of dubbed crashing, bushes shaking, and various other sounds of people getting beat up. We never actual see any of this, and based of the scenes in the karate school I can understand why. No sense in continually pointing out the fact that the actress is incapable of performing in a fight scene, even though her character is supposedly such an accomplished fighter she can beat karate masters and gangs of thugs. The whole fight off screen in the bushes scene is played for comedy, but the routine is as tired now as it was back then. Tara emerges from the bushes, wearing a leather motorcycle jacket and one of the guys' hats, and takes one of their motorcycles. Eventually we do learn that there is a plot, and it is one involving Johnny, Tara's Miami boyfriend. Johnny owes money for some bad bets made at the dog track, but the gangsters will forgo the money if Johnny gets Tara to carry a package on the plane. The package contains guns, but since she's part of the crew, she wouldn't get stopped. Their plan revolves around a mob courier carrying a large sum of cash from a casino in the Bahamas to Las Vegas. They plan to hijack the plane, steal the cash, and retire to Mexico. The plan seems a little flawed to me, as I think the Mob would have very little difficulty in finding someone who stole a lot of their money in Mexico...whatever. Now these guys are played like bad guys out of a Disney movie, all stupid and bungling like. I especially liked how the head thug in this little group of gangsters talked. At one point, he referred to a gun as a 'heater'. Geez, I thought that term went out bootleg whisky and calling cops 'bulls'. I always enjoy when a lame writer tries to add street cred to his work by using lingo that was popular about 40 years ago. There was some fight scene where Tara was lamely kicking and hitting these guys, but again, probably best not to focus on such scenes when the actress can't perform the stunts and you can't afford a stunt performer to fill in for her. Oh man, I almost forgot, John Caradine was in this movie...for like five minutes, in a scene was embarrassing for me to watch. I know he had a number of lousy roles, especially at the end of his career, but this one, where he's playing a creepy old S&M freak, has to be the bottom of the barrel.
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2.0 out of 5 stars
Just plain silly, December 8, 2010
This review is from: Superchick (DVD)
Disclaimer: This film is included in the Big Screen Bombshells: 12 Movie Collection, which is the version that I watched. As such, I cannot comment on the quality of the product offered on this page - my review concerns the entertainment value of the film only.
This review is for the film 'Superchick'. Those looking for information on SuperCHICKEN should look here, or even at this, a personal favorite.
Ok, this film is just silly even for a comedy - although in all fairness, I doubt it was meant to be anything else. Joyce Jillson, who would later find fame as the astrologer for 20th Century Fox and the Los Angeles Dodgers, has wardrobe malfunction after wardrobe malfunction as she jets her way across the States as a stewardess for Crown International Airways (clever - Crown Int. is the name of the studio that produced the film). Jillson is Tara B. True, a plain-jane, prudish young woman straight out of the '50's - but as soon as the plane lands, Tara sneaks off to the nearest telephone booth, and out comes 'Superchick', a sexed-up wonder woman with a lover in every port. In New York, Florida and California, she puts the 'lay' back into 'layover' like nobody's business, living a life of freedom as she turns the male dominated sexual power structure on its head. I don't know if we've ever recovered.
It's unknown how many feminists would sanctify Ms. Jillson's struggle for independence (then OR now), but as one who tries to stay neutral in that particular fight, the sexual behavior of the people in this film - jumping out of one bed and immediately into another - has a certain 'yuck' factor to me nowadays. I suppose that means I'm old. Regardless, this film wants to be all about breaking down old standards with the then-shocking idea of a woman in control of her own sexual needs. Or at least, I have the distinct feeling that this is what Ms. Jillson thought of the film. I think the studio saw a great opportunity for a lot of T&A. There's no telling that for sure, of course - just my overall impression.
There is a plot here (so to speak), one besides Ms. Jillson just visiting her various lovers - one of her steadies is in hock to a dog track owner. Once that owner finds out the blond bombshell is a stewardess, he hatches out a silly plot involving smuggling guns aboard the airplane, robbing a mule from the local syndicate, and then hi-jacking the plane. Obviously he didn't count on Tara B. True turning on the Superchick mojo mid-flight (apparently he was distracted by her other assets), and the filmmakers bring the entire vehicle in for, if not a three point landing, at least one that everyone could walk away from.
I don't necessarily mind these low-budget cheesefests from the '70's (and anyone reading my recent reviews would call me a liar if I said any different), but there has to be something in it to warrant recommending them. Even for mid-grade '70's exploitation, this one's pretty shabby - the main draw here is Ms. Jillson, of course, and she's plainly overmatched for this role, relying instead on her figure to suggest character rather than any method. For those who think I'm being too demanding, I'll just say that it is possible to have both, as evidenced by Sondra Currie in Policewomen. While that film is only marginally better than this one, Ms. Currie is simply more believable as a superpolicwoman than Ms. Jillson is as a superchick. As a former Leatherneck, however, I do give Ms. Jillson credit for spreading the love around even to the Marines - and to the film for respectfully treating the service during a time when it may have been easier to discredit it.
Look for cameos by Crown Pictures' reliable bad guy Phil Hoover; an uncredited Dan Haggerty as a bad biker; and a ridiculous spot with John Carradine, who is creepier here than in his horror roles, as he plays a sado-masochist who places an ad in a singles paper which Superchick blithely answers between other lovers (!)
It's my assumption that there are two types of people in the world; those who see the title 'Superchick' and are immediately turned off, and those who are instantly intriqued. My non-recommendation is a bit superflous for the first group. For the second, I think you should definitely make the effort to see it, but I would encourage you to either rent first or find an inexpensive copy - while it's a great example of '70's cheese, I find the current prices for the out of print versions of this DVD unsupportable. The 'Bombshell' version, while at 1.33:1 aspect ratio, is otherwise sufficient for viewing - and it should be enough to inform the viewer of whether they wanted to expend any more effort tracking down other copies.
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