Ellie
Title: Ellie (1984)
Rating: 2/5
Genre: Comedy, Exploitation
Starring: Sheila Kennedy, Shelley Winters, Edward Albert
Director: Peter Wittman
Duration: 89 mins
If exploitation films are the oddities of the cinema world, then “hicksploitation” films are the oddities of the exploitation world. Maybe it has something to do with the popularity of such Burt Reynolds movies as Smokey and the Bandit, Deliverance, or White Lightning. Maybe it goes back further to the man who may have helped invent it, Herschell Gordon Lewis, and his films Two Thousand Maniacs!, Moonshine Mountain, and This Stuff’ll Kill Ya! Whatever the starting point, this pseudo-genre sure has a lot of titles under its Confederate flag belt buckle. Ellie may not be a film that really stands out among the rest, but it sure is one head-scratching obscurity.
The character of Ellie is played by none other than Penthouse Pet of the Year, Sheila Kennedy. Seems about right. Joining her on the screen is veteran actress Shelley Winters, who has dabbled in some exploitation flicks herself in Roger Corman’s Bloody Mama and Poor Pretty Eddie - that is, when she’s not starring in more professional films like The Poseidon Adventure, Night of the Hunter, and Pete’s Dragon. Oddball ensemble, check. These two, as well as the rest of the cast, portray rural American folk most stereotypically: Kennedy is your typical blonde, country bumpkin; the three sons are nothing but none-too-bright, flannel-and-overalls-wearing good ol’ boys; and Winters is a textbook “evil stepmother.” Nevertheless, the character of Cora’s lover
I won’t say that Ellie is devoid of any interesting scenes. Quite the contrary, there are a number of unforgettable moments sprinkled throughout this movie: Kennedy’s sexy photo shoot scene; the sheriff’s expression of lust for Cora on the floor of the police station; and the completely unexpected, climactic mud-wrasslin’ session between Kennedy and Winters. Truly a sight to behold, the latter. Almost worth sitting through the previous 85 minutes. At this point, I don’t know if I’m making this movie sound amazing or tedious. I’d say it’s more on the tedious side. But don’t you worry because there are 5 or 6 original country tunes performed by Charley Pride and Atlanta (who?) that are catchy as the dickens, especially the film’s theme song.
Let’s see… we’ve got a Penthouse Pet baring it all, a Hollywood legend rolling around in the mud like a pig, several scenes of attempted rape… all taking place in the boonies, you say? Hot damn, I think we’ve got ourselves a hicksploitation film here. Maybe not a definitive hicksploitation film, or even a very good one, but at the very least you won’t be demanding back a lost hour and a half.
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