The Filthy Rich (1980)

A 24 K-Dirty Movie!

Starring Vanessa Del Rio, Samantha Fox, Jesie St. James, Lisa DeLeeuw With Jack Wrangler, Hubert Savage, Randy West, R.J. Reynolds, George Paine, Danny Hazelwood

Anyone who's squandered a lunch break at his local Peepateria knows the name Swedish Erotica. They're the loop company that proves filth and quality can co-exist, the die-hard defenders of facial cumshots and anal insertions. Not to forget beautiful girls who look happy to have some guy's slime lacing their eyelashes. But with peeps running a quarter a minute (as of March '81) public looping's become a costly habit, spurring a lot of Swedish addicts to whine "Why don't they do a feature?" This all leads in to the announcement that they have.

The Filthy Rich is the first full-length Swedish Erotica film. They could have strung some old loops together, called it "Inside Swedish Erotica" and made most of us happy, but with typical class they made a genuine movie. As star Lisa DeLeeuw put it, "There's a lot of sex, but it depends on its plot. It's not your typical 'Hello, I'm the plumber, let's get in bed..'"

Lisa hardly even makes it into bed. No, a woman that hot wouldn't go "serious", she's just making her dominance debut. She plays Magnolia Thunderpussy, door to door dildo salesperson, who makes her sales pitch by saddling and riding the butler. Course that's only because she thinks he's the master of the mansion, who is really away at a trendy sex clinic unthawing his wife. You see how the lot sneaks in? Magnolia gets the masquerading servant to order a big mess of rubber dicks and double-headed mule dingers, enough to wipe out his measly butler's bank account. But then the bikers break in, saving his ass and pillaging Vanessa Del Rio's.

Hey, where'd these bikers come from? And what about the guy and his frigid wife? Later, on the icebox.

The bikers (R.J. Reynolds and George Paine) spring directly from the nasty loop-brains of the SE writers. Who has more lurid potential and justified perversity than leather clad bikers? They dominate Vanessa, the cook. She dominates them back. They tie her to the ceiling and force their greasy cocks down her throat, she convinces them that a sandwich would be infinitely more humiliating to their "victim", so they pound her lower portals something cruel. Just the way she asks them to do it.

Originally Vanessa was set to do a simple boy/girl fuck scene, but three weeks before shooting started she began campaigning for the domination scene, the two guys and the double insertions. Why?
"Because she liked the domination, the two guys and the sandwich idea" says Lisa. "She was having a ball!"

As was Samantha Fox, playing one of those rich, snotty broads she does so well. Jack Wrangler plays her husband. Making them rich allows for the title and the gorgeous mansion which they can leave in the care of their debauched servants. To most masters, debauched servants would reason to stay at home, but ol' Jack has heart and love for his frigid wife (whose coldness is made more bearable by the head and muff of Del Rio) and takes her off to the Loadstone sex clinic.

The Swedish Erotica trademarks are stuck all over this sequence. Scarves around the girl's necks always means SE. I used to assume they were to cover hickeys. Now I believe they're just the accessory to the bigger trademark - the facesquirt.

At Loadstone loads are splatting onto faces endlessly, seemingly as a part of the therapy. But these cunning filmmakers make sure the girls never forget that messy juice dripping onto their expensive lingerie. Soaks right into the dime store scarves which can be discarded like Kleenex.

It must have taken a bale of scarves to clean up Samantha's act at the sex clinic. She leads the staff into a new blue movie classic - the food orgy. This is fantastic infantile lust, combining the joys of mess and soiling the original sensory treat of gluttony and the thrill of wanton sex. Rolling and slithering across the banquet table Samantha shatters her frosty old image to emerge as Super Slut. Swedish turned out its stables to back her up in this orgy with voluptuous girls and big dicks, two more trademarks well represented.

With all the cast turning in such strong performances I asked Lisa DeLeeuw if there had been any offscreen romances. "Of course," she replied. So who and who? "The whole cast and the whole crew."
That makes sense. The actors fuck each other all day. The crew watches them fuck each other without getting any and the cast watches the crew watching and wanting some. I know what I'd want to do after all that.

So working and fucking together these folks have made Swedish Erotica's first feature a loop lover's dream. Director Michael Zen put in all the fast action and varied sex sex demanded into the usual ten minute format without crippling his plot. The porn players like working for these people so they gave their all. The locations and costumes are elegant, and scarf lovers, need it be said, will starch their raincoats. We couldn't even count all the wetshots. Did I mention the original music score? Yeah, that too. This whole movie's done right.

I hate to say it, but if they keep this up Swedish Erotica Features may lure us permanently out of the Peepateria, into the theaters and get us all fired. I mean, what employer is going to give us a daily lunch hour-and-a-half? Watch "The Filthy Rich" now on demand