Review

You can practically feel the deliciously repulsive layer of perverse grindhouse scum crawling all over you while watching this atmospheric XXX sickie from the savage '70s. Jamie Gillis' Enema Bandit's profoundly disturbed psyche on display, here, makes Travis Bickle, the antihero at the center Taxi Driver seem like a well-adjusted Boy Scout. In other words: God damn is this movie perverted!

After getting a routine suck-off from a scrumptious naked hottie at a high class brothel (that we're pretty sure is run by Maraschino Cherry) Gillis gets to watch one of their "specialty" clients administer an enema to this cute little blonde's slightly unwilling ass (complete with doctor costume) while a nurse sucks out his man goo. Gillis gets this crazed look in his eye like he's just seem Jesus, Satan and Uschi Digard's boobs (the Holy Trinity) all rolled into one. He goes off and buys some enema gear and goes home to spy on his flight attendant neighbor. When he sees said neighbor fucking some random skeeze, he decides to purify her by breaking into her apartment, making her suck his cock, viciously raping her doggystle and, finally, forcibly administering an enema to her naughty ass in a bathtub, causing a healthy amount of brown water to shoot out of her ass.

Having discovered his true calling in life, he gets some more enema gear and busts in on these two teenage sisters (one of whom is wearing a schoolgirl skirt) just as they're discovering the joys of sisterly coochie-sucking. To punish them, he makes them go through the whole suck, get raped and get your ass filled with water routine which results in both of them shooring filthy brown liquid all over the tub (and each other) while screaming their teenage heads off. All this perversity goes down while two cops (one a '70s mustache dude, the other a blazing-hot chick) are trying to catch him, but when the pigs set up a sting for him... let's just say exactly acording to plan... Gillis' plan. With multiple graphic rapes, oozing assholes, forced oral, anal violations, voyeurism, dirty consensual sex, incestuous girl-on-girl and more, this filthy mix is so amazingly repulsive and vilely taboo that you could probably put an army of anti-smut crusaders into a coma just by waving the cover art in their faces. Sick shit.

 -- Rick Stanko