Misty Mundae Madness!

The crown jewel of the Seduction Cinema line, and one of the funniest erotic comedies ever made! Misty Mundae, AJ Kahn, and Darian Caine are the Throbbits Dildo Saggins, Spam, and Hornee respectively as they embark on a quest to destroy an evilly enchanted g-string. A nonstop parade of Tolkien parody and naked chick-anery follows, with Michael R. Thomas stealing his scenes as Smirnoff the boozy wizard. Completely silly and that's what makes the ladies all the more appealing as they ditch their clothes at every encounter.

More fun than a barrel of monkeys and Tim Burton's misfire combined. Misty Mundae and Anoushka are hot astronauts who crashland on a planet...oh hell, you know the story, just add in lots of lezzie lovin'. Good gags and funny names (Dr. Cornholeus, har har!) and even the title pun is worthy of a Snickers bar.

"You know, just once - just ONCE - I would like to be in a film that is not a complete and utter f***ing embarrassment! I'm not asking for Shakespeare, I'm not asking for Anton Chekhov, I'm not even asking for David fricking Mamet...I just once would like to be in a film that doesn't make me cringe at the thought of people actually watching it."

A B-movie horror-comedy blast, at least for 2/3rds of the time. If you're acquainted with Misty Mundae movies, then you'll love her segment as Rebecca Raven, an underground movie star sick of being known more for her nudity than her acting. Playing a more belligerent version of herself (one hopes!) a tide of winking self-referential mockery comes flowing like a Bruce Campbell twitter feed. Seeking solitude, she escapes to an isolated country house that she bought on the cheap because the previous owner was involved in some demonic rituals - and, it turns out, is not what you'd call 100% dead.

Meanwhile, the studio producer is in search of the next Rebecca Raven and screens two short films, so essentially Shock-O-Rama consists of three mini movies. Mecharachnia is occasionally funny (a pursuing police spaceship has the best lines) but way overlong for the material. Lonely Are The Brain gets back on the scoreboard with AJ Kahn growing suspicious about the neurological experiments she and other young women are participating in under the supervision of evasive sexy doctor Julian Wells.

Your mileage may vary, but I had a fun time with this sendup which no doubt was greatly enhanced by familiarity with its participants.

I believe this was the first Seduction Cinema offering I saw, and I must admit I enjoyed the mix of stupid comedy and ample nudity. Face it, sex can be funny, and the players in these SC pictures leave all inhibitions and pretensions behind. There's something very appealing about a girl who doesn't take herself too seriously. Darian Caine leads the charge in this knockoff of Ridley Scott's Gladiator, and I liked this version better than that overblown melodramatic masquerade, which itself was a ripoff of The Fall of the Roman Empire. Interesting to note her voice is the only one overdubbed (I didn't discover this until seeing her in other roles), substituting a huskier tone. Probably not a bad idea as I also later learned that mouthing dialogue isn't her strongest suit. She has two main talents, and I'm sure you can guess what they are. Some pretty funny lowbrow comedy gets mixed in (the history lesson in particular is a riot) between the bump & grind for one of SC's best features.

Much more sensitivity than you'd expect from Seduction Cinema which specializes in goofy comedy parsed by heaps o' nudity. With this one you may need to double-check the box to dispel the belief you're watching a Swedish coming-of-age story from the early '70s. Misty Mundae unsurprisingly has the title role and at an experienced 24 years still easily pulls off the innocent teenager who moves in temporarily with her Aunt Inga played by Julian Wells, who can't be more than 5 years older in real life. Never mind, the pairing works as Misty experiences her sexual awakening.

As I offered in the opening sentence, there is a large measure of maturity in this production. The acting is effective and intrinsic to Misty's journey of self-discovery, the script is considerate with some meaningful dialogue, and the soundtrack includes a few B-grade indie soft rock songs which is actually a big step up from the usual cheesy instrumentals that sound like they were recorded in the 1980s. In other words, it's almost as if there was some effort to treat the subject seriously! Of course, if you excised the nude scenes the run time would be cut in half, so let's not get carried away. The climactic encounter (how's that for a double-entendre, thankyouverymuch) between Mundae & Wells alone lasts a stimulating 16 minutes, where it's revealed that 'Aunt' Inga is thankfully not actually related to Misty. Damn, now I've spoiled the movie.

Trashy Theater Time: D-grade no-budget horror-comedy with nudie-film star Misty Mundae as stripper-turned-commando Crystal. Sound fun? You betcha! A jokey script helps turn a routine mutant-bugs-on-the-loose scenario into a silly romp with a host of goofy characters: Ralph the super-slimy club owner, strippers Trix the nearsighted & unfazably doped-up Amber, Buzz the humane exterminator, a crazy ("Don't call me crazy!!") rogue DEA agent, and Teresa the shady businesswoman with a hammy Noo Yawk accent. Mundae & Julian Wells are perfectly aware of what kinds of dumb movies these are, and their willingness to play along like they're in on the joke makes all the difference between a waste of time and a fun waste of time.

Was Womb Raider already taken as a title? Anyway, our heroine Misty Mundae is ultrasexy gunning down bad guys, knocking over empty cardboard boxes, and shagging the Nazi villain into submission. Yeah, they sort of got their Raiders mixed up.

No plot, just a series of visual fantasies seemingly filmed in Boob-O-Rama played out with an extra emphasis on eroticism. The scene with Misty bound to a chair being tease-tortured by Darian Caine ranks among the most incendiary of her career!

Far from your average nudie flick, Chantal creates as many disturbing scenes as it does titillating ones. Misty Mundae is the titular aspiring actress fresh off the bus in Los Angeles filled with naive notions of fame only to watch her dreams disintegrate as she's forced into compromising and debasing assignments, like a lesbian photoshoot and stripping for ugly old men, to pay the rent. The overall effect is quite saddening, one can't help but wonder if this story seems all too familiar to anyone in this cast. Misty gives a very convincing dramatic portrayal of hopeful enthusiasm dwindling into disillusionment and despair. A kinky cautionary tale if there ever was one.

Maybe the quantity outrates the quality with this release, but how can you argue with nearly 200 minutes of rare Misty Mundae footage? A compilation of her early featurettes, it's almost all Misty all the time and there's plenty of the good stuff to please her fans. Included is an hour of daily life interviews that give a pretty good understanding about her, and she comes across exactly the way you'd expect - unassuming, coyly flirtatious, and with a healthy sense of humor. "I'm the cleanest girl in B-movies," she declares sitting in the tub. "How so?" asks the interviewer. "Because I take a bath almost every feature that I'm in. That assures it, right?"

A pretty funny idea from Seduction Cinema in this reality movie pitting two teams against each other in the woods in a competitive 'Survivor' manner. The ad libbing runs flat after awhile though, but I love the tapioca tree. I won't spoil the outcome by telling you who wins the $100. (Yes, a whole one hundred!) Director/presenter John Bacchus sums up with the mission statement: "Hey, you know, anybody can win on Erotic Survivor, and I hope to see you next time, and I hope you had fun jerk...uh, well, you know, watching naked girls and stuff."

"Well right off the bat we have a problem, and it is artistic in nature. Pardon my French, but who are these narkies to tell ME what art is? I mean I have done a tremendous amount of community theater, ah, I was very oftentimes offered a speaking part..."

Not as rewatchable as some of the Seduction Cinema catalog, but first time through their sendup of Idol competitions made me laugh. Outside of Cloak & Shag Her, this gives Julian Wells her best role, or roles as she plays 3 parts: stuck-up judge Eunice Willnotbe, an awful singer/dancer, and a bizarre second competitor who is a burn victim and cannot speak, only sing...I think?? SedCin stalwarts AJ Kahn & Darian Caine are along as interpretive dancers, Misty Mundae is hotter than ever as a rapper's girlfriend, and Anoushka gives her best performance - because she actually gives a performance - as another judge. But they are mostly minor roles, Wells is the star of this show and you gotta admire how such a sexy woman allows herself to be so completely goofy. Where else will you find hot babes singing a round of "Row Row Row Your Boat"?

Misty gets bitten by werewolf Anoushka in London (or more likely, somewhere near Newark, New Jersey) and pity the hot night nurses Darian Caine and Julian Wells when they extend her some tender loving care. The chest & arm hair during the finale is admirable for authenticity but kind of gross though.

Simple and somewhat dull story - newlywed couple buy a mirror possessing the sexy spirit of Darian Caine from an antique store - is fully redeemed by some very steamy girl-on-girl-on-girl action. Laurie Wallace gets the star billing this time but Misty and Ruby LaRocca get plenty of moments for reflection...upon each other.

This gets high marks from most Misty fans, but I'm a dissenter even though she is fun to watch. The comedy simply isn't very good and the girls beyond Mundae, Darian Caine, and Julian Wells are freaks of surgery. Neither component comes close to those on display in The Lord of the G-Strings for instance. Best features are Wells' vampy villain and Misty's delicious costume as Spiderbabe.

This is the late-nite cable series she joined as a cast regular for a couple seasons using her birth name Erin Brown. Far from the worst of its kind, yes she gets her kit off a few times, and demonstrates her acting capability is more than making wisecracks or dreamy eyes.

Decent Shock-O-Rama feature that imprudently falls short in ALL categories expected from a horror film: there aren't enough blood, scares, or boobs to satisfy anybody. So what makes it decent? There's a fun conflict between successful sadistic photographer Roger Neale, who is genuinely creepy and depraved as played by Joseph Farrell, and no-nonsense Sam Rogan (Rob Monkiwicz, the 2000's answer to John Terleskey) who is rightfully concerned about the welfare of the models. Among them, Misty Mundae flaunts her inviting "I'm so innocent" vibe, which is always a bonus. And I can't get over how much Rachael Robbins as Neale's assistant resembles Naomi Watts circa Mulholland Drive, mirroring her round face, bobbed blonde hair, and even speech patterns. So while it takes forever to get to the actual horror portion, at least this slow boat offers passable recreation amenities for the voyage.

Fun With Credits: "Anyone claiming that any character in this film is based on him should be ashamed to admit it. I sure would be."

Decent vehicle for Misty playing a secret agent out to track down re-awakened ancient goddess of lust played by Russian crumpet Anoushka who has the power to destroy mankind - but at least it would go out smiling. Both Misty and Seduction Cinema have better and worse titles to offer. You can catch her in a similar but sexier role in Mummy Raider, and Seduction made a much funnier spy spoof starring Julian Wells called Cloak & Shag Her.

Misty & her usual cohorts (Ruby LaRocca, AJ Kahn, Julian Wells, etc.) engage in plentiful kinky nudity and drug use in this draggy downer. Very hot sex scenes but keep the remote nearby for the boring story sections. You won't miss anything, especially in light of the rotten ending where it appears as if they ran out of film or batteries midscene and decided not to finish shooting!

Actually this entry is for a short film called Master's Plaything which is included as an extra feature on the Female Animal DVD. Master's Plaything is one of Misty's most arousing shorts as she becomes a housekeeper with "extra duties" for spoiled rich Ruby LaRocca and her husband with a Ron Jeremy complex. Filled with intentionally (one hopes!) ridiculous dialogue like "Sorry doesn't put a shiny medallion in front of my masculine chest hair, does it?" to keep a smile going. Filmed in the same buildings as all other Factory 2000 movies, they could at least swap out the Taxi Driver poster just to give the illusion that you haven't seen the same room a dozen times before.

Vampire Tina Krause seduces young student Misty Mundae in this straightforward lesbian lover drama. And drama usually isn't the best approach for these nudie flicks, although the frequency of flesh should keep you interested. Two scenes of note: a threesome in the bath with William Hellfire, and watch Misty disrobe and crawl across the floor to eat a plate of custard without using her hands. That's unique anyway.

Misty gets essentially an extended cameo in a worthwhile duds-doffing sequence, however the film is pretty entertaining beyond that. John Bacchus makes a devious deal with the devil, foul-mouthed guest star Julie Strain having a lot of fun, in order to return to the land of the living.

Misty Mundae and Ruby LaRocca turn on, tune in, and go down on each other during this drug-fueled romp. Ruby is actually the lead actress in a rare headlining role, although it is her epic 24-minute menage with Misty that is the real star of this show. I gather they were more than just good friends in real life before they started making movies together so their scenes often display an extra level of, um, authenticity. This occasion turned out so hot that Seduction reused a clip in 'Flesh For Olivia'!

Campy horror spoof with direct inspiration coming from 1980's 'Humanoids From The Deep', which gets a winking namedrop. Supposed college kids are played by guys in their 30s while cliched characters are played with over-the-top hilarity like the mullet-haired beach meathead and the urban whitey. Erika Smith still can't act but she fits right in with this crowd, and she's the only one to take off her top for all of two seconds, whereas Misty's presence is sort of wasted until the final third. The overall effect of a surprising number of laughs is somewhat tainted by slow credit crawls, pointless musical numbers, and repeated footage to barely extend this to 11 seconds over the commonly defined "Feature length" of 70 minutes.

Misty gives a good performance as a young woman desperate to have a baby and envies the next door couple who seem to have it all. She seems to have a spiritual connection to Erika Smith who is quietly alluring, could that be because she is an idealized version of herself and her suave husband the perfect attentive mate wishful projection of her own unemployed, semi-impotent spouse? There is some disgusting imagery and difficult to make heads or tails of what is really going on, but still takes an interesting stab at prenatal horror.

Some pretty good snogging from the ladies (including Misty Mundae, AJ Kahn, and Katie Jordan) is seriously offset by John Fedele's most annoying characterizations ever (oh yes, he gets THREE roles!) as well as John Bacchus' endlessly intrusive intercut mugging behind Coke-bottle spectacles. Arg! What the hell are you guys thinking?!? On the bright side, you get to decide which of Misty's masturbation scenes ranks as the most stimulating of her career and which ranks #2.

I guess you could label this as 'experimental' erotica (pun moderately intended) from Seduction Cinema. A big step away from their usual campy approach to the lesbian lovefest, director Tony Marsiglia takes a stab at avant-garde by thinking he's David Lynch. Deliberate movements, terse dialogue, fragmented flashbacks, sexual tension, and top-down lighting are all in place, overfilled with a demented soundtrack and some disturbing foley work. Another distraction is that ALL the dialogue was overdubbed later by the actors. The girls look great though and dutifully try to sell the style, but the whole thing is far too ploddy without enough plotty to hold interest. Worth a peek to assess its bizarre nature, but this one belongs back in the lab for further testing.

Big opportunity for Misty to showcase her acting chops and her big blue eyes, and she delivers on both counts in this largely 2-woman chamber horror story. The story is pretty poor but she & Angela Bettis are terrific to watch as a pair of socially awkward women discovering a mutual attraction. Fun note: credited as Erin Brown, her character's name is fittingly "Misty".

Lots of female vampires rubbing and touching each other but still pretty boring. Misty Mundae's infantile performance is, um, interesting under the circumstances, and her story threads split between Julian Wells and Darian Caine might make this worthwhile for some.

"This ain't a soup kitchen, sweetie. You either buy large, or you don't buy at all."

Misty Mundae's growing drug addiction transforms her meek girlfriend exterior into something much more dangerous. Looks like something you'd find from the '70s, including the thrift-store clothes and wood panel interiors. Maybe that's what they mean by 'Retro Seduction Cinema' label. She looks great, snogs everyone in the cast, gets this nonsense over with in 36 minutes, and tosses out a pearl of a closing line:

"You know what, Todd? If you really want to die, why don't you give me the knife? Knowing you, you'd just fuck it up anyway."

Lamer comedy than usual with John Fedele really dragging the fingernails across the blackboard in his scenes as mayor - and, not coincidentally, he also wrote & directed. On the plus side, Laurie Wallace brightens up the Seduction Cinema stock cast.

The best of her 'strangler'-type movies, which isn't saying a whole lot but there are some good moments, including a unique scene where she dons a strap-on and gives a kneeling Katie Jordan the simulated business.

Innocent Misty falls prey to a secret cult of devil worshippers at her new boarding school and gets sexually assaulted as a means of forced initiation. As you do. Misty in Catholic schoolgirl garb is a nice attraction in this flesh-filled yet fairly tame offering.

When Darian Caine as Dracula is around, the film is a hoot and has fun with its low-budget trappings. Unfortunately, star Erika Smith is completely acting challenged, even for a C-grade production like this, and her annoyance factor takes a lot of the joy away. Be warned that Misty's one scene is lifted directly from 'Lord of the G-Strings' so there is NO new Misty footage included.

A three-room, made-to-order fetish film has Misty kidnapped, stripped, tickled, caressed, and then 'prepared' by first Bill Hellfire and then Tina Krause. This is the marginally superior followup to the very similar Cannibal Doctor and both are probably movies not to everyone's, um, taste.

Ghastly bad, worst title in Seduction Cinema's vault that I've encountered. Zero memorable scenes except for the interminable 'game' sequence including Misty reciting A to Z all the terms used for breasts. Only novelty value is that Misty's sister Chelsea gets a co-starring role, but it's painfully obvious which Mundae was blessed with the looks in the family. Avoid like a Rebecca Black remix.

Misty and Tina Krause take a couple marathon baths together while neighbor Ruby LaRocca spies from across the street. Some nice rub-a-dub action, which is a good thing because that's all these 48 minutes have to offer.

This is the first of two fetish films which are basically the same thing: Misty Mundae as the picture of innocence getting lured into a doctor's office and then stripped, fondled, tickled, and eventually cooked at the hands of Bill Hellfire and Tina Krause. I rate this slightly beneath the sequel Dinner for Two because the doc won't stop saying "tenderizing."

Compilation movie with scenes from Erotic Survivor, Girl Explores Girl, Erotic Survivor 2, Vampire Seduction, and TITanic 2000 with newly added footage of Kelli Summers presenting them. Not bad as a sampler of Seduction Cinema shenanigans.

Released just months after the Columbine high school massacre, on one hand Duck! is pretty shameless capitalization, but on the other gives some actual insight into the minds of social outcasts and so-called weirdos. Also contains some pointed black humor, and Misty Mundae shows up as the devout Bible Girl.

If you like seeing naughty skin nibblings include lots of gloppy red corn syrup, then this might be the movie for you.

Hiss. Weak tedium from Seduction Cinema with no effort to tell a story about prehistoric women in a land of flatulent dinosaurs with some terrible connecting material. It's just a flesh fest which gets very boring, and seems that way for the apathetic cast too. Admire the cover, avoid the movie - Misty Mundae isn't even in it very much. And it does not last 2 hours 10 minutes as listed, it just feels that way.

Misty tells a friend on the phone about her titular encounter, so we see her diddle herself and also venture south of the border with Ruby LaRocca across 24 minutes. Wham, bam, can you hear me now ma'am.

There's no denying that Bill Zebub has a distinctive style, and I appreciate a guy who goes out of his way to promote his favorite music by putting it in his films, and based on his onscreen persona he seems like someone who would be easy to hang out with. Nevertheless, the big problem remaining is that he happens to make terrible movies! Thank goodness for Misty Mundae (here credited as Erin Brown) who has a much bigger role and shows a lot more skin than she did in the abysmal Holocaust Cannibal. Even so, she gets killed off around the hour mark so get ready to begin staring at your watch because there's still an hour and a half left to go! That means 90 minutes of decent looking naked girls, bad puns, worse acting, and an ultra-amateurishly made giant shark with a phallic fin .

Looks like a handful of homemade sex tapes with a couple extra scenes clumsily added in to make a movie, even though there is still no actual story. The bizarre visit by the shaman for the Church of the Millenium is kinda funny though. Contains some of the worst & most annoying music you will ever hear used on a soundtrack, since there's very little dialogue you should make good use of the mute button. Noteworthy because it features Misty's only hardcore scenes.

Extremely weak entry that looks quite literally to have been filmed in one day with a couple costume changes and a couple shower scenes representing the biggest production hurdles. At just 50 minutes this still feels like a chore to finish. Misty provides some spark as the title girl moving in and loosening up her new housemates despite the limp direction and stale jokes. Worst of all, they set up and then inexplicably abandon a 4-way love-in as a finale, although I'm sure the joints they share weren't supplied by the prop department.

Real-life sisters Misty & Chelsea Mundae crash & bang on drums & bass before a home invader assaults them and ties them up with electric cords - twice! Low-grade videotaped sleaze. On the plus side, Misty takes one of her trademark showers, wears some sexy lingerie, and this is somehow better than the subsequent Electric Cord Strangler flick.

Really poor and ultra-amateurish. And very cheap, even by D-grade standards, they didn't even bother to mix up some corn syrup & red food coloring as there isn't a drop of blood to be found despite multiple neck-suckings. And speaking of necking, during the naked make-out sessions, of which there are many, the ladies are mostly going through the motions which after only a couple minutes gets very dull. Misty has a decent scene with over-inflated lead actress Paige Richards, as too does Darian Caine with her low-riding plumber's pants, but both have a back room full of better movies with starring roles to choose from.

Landlord Tina Krause thinks she has the upper hand over new tenants Misty Mundae and Ruby LaRocca, so she gets her kicks by ordering them to take off their clothes and get busy with activities other than homework. The ten seconds to read that sentence just described all 22 minutes that occur onscreen.