Written by: George Pacheco on August 11th, 2013
Theatrical Release Dates: USA, 1973 (The Sexualist), USA, 1971 (Wendy’s Palace)
Director: Kemal Horulu (Both Films)
Writer: Kemal Horulu (Both Films)
Cast: Jennifer Wells, Tina Russell, Dale Fuller, John Oppenheim
DVD Release Date: August 13th, 2013
Approximate Running Times: 89 minutes (The Sexualist), 72 minutes (Wendy’s Palace)
Aspect Ratio: 1.85:1 Anamorphic Widescreen (Both Films)
Sound: Dolby Digital Mono English (Both Films)
DVD Release: Vinegar Syndrome
Region Encoding: NTSC Region 1
Retail Price: $14.98
Vinegar Syndrome continues to plunder the very depths of New York 42nd St. obscurities with their latest XXX double feature, this time from a similarly obscure 70s porn director, Kemal Horulu.
The Sexualist is by far the superior film in the set, a humorous send-up of the “educational sex film” craze of the sixties and seventies which combines soft and hardcore scenes with a studious, deadpan narration of the zodiac signs and their relationships to sexual positions and attitudes. These sequences take place in between the film’s wrap around tale, a more enjoyable narrative which deals with the fictional film’s director (Dale Fuller) and his Mafioso backer (John Oppenheim), who is anxious to finish the production and reap his financial rewards.
That’s pretty much it, honestly: a set-up for a number of sex scenes and chuckle-inducing, episodic scenarios surrounding the pretentious director and his bumbling boss as they attempt to circumvent such artistic roadblocks as a racist leading lady—played by the always delectable Jennifer Welles—an ill-performing male lead and an uncooperative, gay gorilla. Yeah, it’s just as silly as it sounds, and frankly quite innocent in its attempts to humor and titillate the audience, with only co-star Tina Russell engaging in any actual hardcore sex.
If The Sexualist is the enjoyable softcore sendup, Wendy’s Palace serves as the dire ‘n dull counterpart; a straight-forward tale which deals with a young lady from a small town and her adventures in prostitution. The film is po-faced, unexciting and passionless when compared to The Sexualist, with even the bed romp scenes coming across more as mechanical exercises than anything remotely approaching erotica or even proper adult fare. It’s a one day wonder which speaks towards the “get in, get off, get out” nature of 1970s New York porn, and as such possesses little to recommend it today.
Vinegar Syndrome, as usual, presents both The Sexualist and Wendy’s Palace in anamorphic widescreen presentations culled from the original camera negatives, both of which hold up well to the label’s increasingly high standards. Picture and sound qualities are fantastic, given how old and rare both these films are, with The Sexualist even arriving packaged with a number of deleted and the original trailer. The Sexualist and Wendy’s Palace receive respectful treatment from Vinegar Syndrome, a label whose dedication to quality has left them with an extremely strong track record.