Written by: Oswaldo de Oliveira
Directed by: Oswaldo de Oliveira
Starring: Maria Stella Splendore, Marta
Anderson, Danielle Ferrite
When one thinks of women in prison
movies, one usually thinks of the Philippines. One thinks of Roger
Corman and his pioneering band of smut peddlers and exploitationeers
saying, “Now, what does this jungle need? Oh yeah, group showers
and torture and catfights!” One does not usually think of Brazil.
In fact, when it comes to movies, one rarely thinks of Brazil at all.
However, just like once no one thought of Brazil when it came to
metal and the Sepultura came and kicked everyone's ass and drew
attention to the fact that there was in fact a very lively metal
scene in South America, Oswaldo de Oliveira threw down the
exploitation gauntlet and said, “You motherfuckers ain't seen
nothin' yet!”
These things tend to be a little thin
on the plot under the best of circumstances, but this time it's
practically non-existent, even by the already loose standards of the
genre. The movie is split into two sections, the first of which
being the standard life behind bars stuff, but the second half is
what really sets it apart from the pack. On the occasions when this
kind of movie features an escape that doesn't go horribly awry,
that's usually the big climax. The girls get out, ride (limp, bleed,
whatever) off into the sunset, and that's it. Here, the escape comes
at the end of the second act, and the last third of the movie is
spent chronicling the girls' exploits on the outside, which are
considerably more stomach-churning than the stuff that happens in the
jail, if you can believe that.
We begin in the yard, where the inmates
are playing soccer. The guards must be able to see something we in
the audience can't, because they exchange a significant look and
hurry off. One of the girls pulls a shiv out of her pants and stabs
another to death, and shortly after the body stops twitching the
guards return with a fire hose and soak everyone down. Sylvia, the
warden, commands a search of all the inmates' rooms and persons, as
apparently security has been a bit lax of late. She winds up with
quite a collection of makeshift cutlery in her office, and she
decides to set about torturing random inmates (most of whom had
nothing to do with the killing). One of the girls, prisoner #261, is
found by Nurse Barbara to have a razor hidden in her ass during the
body search, but Barbara takes a liking to her and decides to let the
infraction go if 261 will appear in the infirmary for sexual favors
from time to time. Nurse Barbara is an ether-huffing lunatic
obsessed with raspberry pudding, and she steals every scene she's in.
Most of her encounters with 261 are pretty batty, but by far the
most jaw-dropping is when they're scissoring on the exam table and
Babs whips out “the 9th wonder of the world”, a
massive dildo carved out of a pineapple which they proceed to devour
with moans of ecstasy.
While all that is going on, a new
inmate named Inez is brought in for murdering her step-father because
he was an abusive asshole. Of course, when we see some of her
behavior later, he may have been a perfectly nice guy and she just
did it for kicks. Hard to say, but I wouldn't take her word for
anything. She reads Sylvia like a barcode and immediately sets about
making the desperate, aging warden infatuated with her insatiable
sexuality.
While all this is going on, we have all
kinds of showers and sapphic fuckery, and a little bit of hetero
fuckery, and a subplot about Sylvia selling inmates as sex slaves to
rich clients. This doesn't really serve any purpose other than
exposing a couple more pairs of breasts, but it does give a glimpse
of something interesting. Usually the prisons in these movies are
portrayed as being located deep in the jungle, in some inhospitable
backwater far from civilization. But when the rich older woman takes
her new gal toy to the beach, you can see they're not far across the
water from a major city. The prison must be no more than an hour or
so away from a major city. When the girls escape later, it seems to
take them no time at all to make it to a populated area and lose
themselves in the bustle of Carnival. Brazil must have some
horrifically lax policies regarding prisoners that a warden can be
selling inmates as fuck toys and manage to kill enough of them to
have a secret tunnel from the infirmary to a makeshift cemetery out
back!
Speaking of Carnival and secret
tunnels, this has been Inez's plan all along. She, 261, and Cynthia,
and another, unnamed inmate who wusses out before the big break, have
been planning a way to get the hell out of there. Inez has used her
influence with Warden Sylvia to convince her to gather everyone for
mass to celebrate Carnival, while 261 has been using her influence
with Batshit Babs to gather weapons. Once everyone's in the chapel,
it's through the secret cemetery tunnel and out to freedom. The
first place they come to is the home of a family of three. Once they
convince dad to open the door, they blow him and mom away, but that's
just the beginning. The dog won't stop barking at the intruders, but
presumably firing shots inside is one thing, firing them out the
window in view of the neighbors another, so they chop dad's dick off
and feed it to the dog to shut it up! At this point, junior has come
to see what all the fuss is about, and the scene wraps up with the
(mostly implied, praise Odin) rape and murder of a 10 year old boy.
Fucking ick.
From there they go their separate ways,
to their own violent ends.
This is one nasty movie. The jail sets
are some of the grossest, scummiest-looking sets I've ever seen in a
movie. Every frame is dripping with squalor and yeast infection.
Even the sex that isn't in repulsive rape scenes is ugly and sweaty
and fevered and brutal-looking. Unless the girls are jumping up and
down and squealing like insane children, because hardened murdering
psychopaths need to have fun too, I guess. And those are the nice
parts. There's a lot of penis violence in this movie too. On top of
the kibbles and dick, another man gets his schlong hacked off and
shoved into his mouth after the girls' breakout too.
If, like me, you're a mentally diseased
bastard who likes these things, Bare Behind Bars
is a must-see. It takes the conventions of the genre and turns them
up to greasy, sticky, vomitous 11. If you're not a fan of the
rougher elements of exploitation, flee from this movie like it's a
rabid baboon with a machete.
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