Jumpin' Jack Flash (1986)

"What, do you think there's a lot of work down on the pier for hookers? Do you think I'm giving blow jobs down there to goldfish?"

Terry Doolittle lives an unusual life for a black woman in an 80's film. She has her own apartment, she goes to her tech job in the bank everyday where she shoots the shit with her co-workers until it is time to clock out. She is smart, funny, and despite the lack of romance in her life, things seems pretty good. She is also great with computers, and in the 1986, that's the equivalent of being a wizard.

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Dressed to Kill (1980)

"Thank god, straight fucks are still in style!"

A blond, mature lady stands in the shower, caressing herself sensuously with a bar of soap as the hot water pours over her body. She smiles at her lover through the fogged up glass as he shaves by the sink. She runs her hands over her breasts, sinking them lower to her crotch, each plunge of her hand sending shivers of excitement through her. Suddenly, from the steam behind her, a hulking naked man appears. He grabs her, with one hand over her mouth, and the other roughly between her thighs. She tries to scream but can't, and blood starts to pour from her violated genitals...

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Flowers in the Attic (1987)

"Look at us mother. How could you do this to us?"

I was never allowed rent Flowers in the Attic when I was a kid. My parents had either enough sense to have heard of the source material, or figured if I wanted to rent it that badly there must have been something really awful in it. I'm not sure what it was that even appealed to me about the video box. Maybe it was the unusual title, or, the fact that it 'shocked 40 million readers'. Or maybe I thought I was gonna see something nasty happen to a bunch of kids, which was usually enough to send me running. Whatever the reason was, the film slipped out of my memory until the last few months when I stumbled across the tape. Was it worth the 25 year wait?

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The Last American Virgin (1982)

"Come to me my big burrito!"

Released somewhere between Porkys and Fast Times at Ridgemont High, The Last American Virgin is probably the least remembered, or acclaimed, of the three. It was certainly a good summer for teen sex-comedies, with Zapped, Spring Fever and The Beach Girls also seeing a release that year. Sadly the majority of these films have all but slipped into obscurity at this point, as people tend to remember the John Hughes movies a bit more warmly than the likes of these horny teenager sleaze flicks. But still, The Last American Virgin clings on in the memories of those who have seen it, and for some pretty good reasons.

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