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“Well here we are Miss, the asshole of the world, and
only God knows what the hell you're doing here.” When you think of
exploitation cinema your mind primarily jumps to the 1970s and 80s, but rarely
does it venture into the 1990s. The 'women in prison' genre had been around for
decades, but saw it's heyday in the wake of Jess Franco's 99 Women (1969),
so Leandro Lucchetti's 1991 film Caged Women is quite a late entry. The
nineties were a lean time for horror and exploitation filmmaking, and it was
also about this time that the Italian film industry, that had been so full of
life, began to crumble.
“You take care of your ass and I'm gonna take care of
mine.” Opening with a woman running through the jungle in rags –
replete with slow motion topless sequences – only to be hunted down, things get
off to a grim start. Meanwhile, Janet Cooper (Pilar Orive, braless and
wearing the hell out of some Daisy Dukes) arrives in a remote South
American coastal town completely unaware of the dangers that lie ahead.
Checking herself into the nearest hotel, a skeezy joint with a rough and tumble
bar, Janet wastes no time in washing up for some adventure...
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