Review of Sexbomb

Sexy and slutty young Candy Faraday (a divinely bitchy portrayal by the gorgeous Delia Sheppard) tries to get geeky screenwriter Lou Lurrod (likable Steven Benton) to bump off her mean, overbearing cheapskate schlock movie producer husband King Faraday (essayed with deliciously hammy relish by Robert Quarry) and use his latest low-budget junk opus as the perfect cover for the murder. Director Jeff Broadstreet pokes gleefully silly fun at dimestore dreck cinema and brings a cheesy quality to the picture which perfectly matches the trashy subject matter. Comic highlights include a gut-busting send-up of music videos and the auditions for "Werewolves in Heat." Robert Benson's witty script offers plenty of snappy dialogue and enjoyably broad caricatures (King Faraday in particular is a complete sleazy riot). The lively acting from a game cast qualifies as another substantial asset: the ever-adorable Linnea Quigley as sweet scream queen Phoebe Love, Dennis Dale as eager hack director Rake Webber, Veronica Hart as King Faraday's bratty daughter Lola, Stephen Liska as amiable loan shark Gersch Stephan Steingulian, Spice Williams as hot bodybuilder Sabina, and Scott Coulter as flaky make-up f/x guy Mitchell Froom. Dale Larsen's suitably ratty cinematography and Leonard Marcel's bluesy, funky score both further enhance the infectiously tacky merriment. Better still, the luscious Linnea bares her beautiful breasts right at the start of the film while the delectable Delia shows off her yummy body several times. A real blithely inane hoot.