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Truck Stop
[MVD]
1975; color
Directed by Jean-Marie Pallardy
Starring: Annick Borel & Ajita Wilson
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This "interpretation" of the classic but utterly confusing literary epic The Odyssey transforms Homer's work into a bizarre slice of mid-'70s softcore revolving around long-haul truckers. (Interestingly enough, wack-ass interpretations of Shakespeare like Hamlet performed on stilts and set in a circus - I kid you not, I've seen footage of it - were popular in the '70s as well.) Here, instead of Odysseus and his long-suffering wife Penelope, we get Eugene and his long-suffering girlfriend Pamela. Pamela is the proprietress of a remote truck stop, and all of the regulars who frequent the place have sort of encamped there in an attempt to force her to pick new man. Or at least start spreading the lovin' around a bit. The waitresses in her employ, all of whom are reasonably attractive as well (in a '70s Eurotrash way, mind you) all readily put out for the truckers but the boys want to get into Pamela's pants; or skirt, as the case may be. (It's not that Pamela's some sort of knockout either, yet all these guys are obsessed with her.) Her man Eugene has been away for a full year at this point and she's finally horny enough to consider taking a lover so the girls, in an effort to help their sexually frustrated boss out, devise a series of sexual competitions for the men; the "prize" being Pamela, of course, if any of them can pass the tests. While all this is going on, Eugene and his driving partner Jeff go through their own series of adventures with a mirage of lesbians representing the Sirens; a hot black chick (the sorceress Circe) and her equally hot consorts who have a luxurious estate where the guys stay for some sextracurricular activities; and bandits who try to steal the truck but get killed in the process. Finally, after what seems like an eternity, Eugene comes walking over the hill to the cheers of his buddies and the delight of Pamela. While Truck Stop isn't the worst Euro sex comedy I've ever seen, there's no way I would recommend this to anyone except lit majors with a sleazy sense of humor, and even that's a stretch.
—the Kommandant
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