Donkey Punch


Donkey Punch is a British thriller on the high seas. A group of four young men and three young women gather on a yacht for a wild night of partying. In the drug-fueled revelry, one of the women is killed in the midst of coitus - while being filmed, no less. Three of the men have some legal culpability for her death, and just want to sweep the story under the rug, indeed several hundred feet under the rug, in Davy Jones's locker. If they dump the girl overboard and jettison the video tape, they reason, they can just say that the girl had to much to drink and fell overboard.

In the real world, the other two girls would either go along with this plan temporarily or go along with it permanently. If they truly want to support the story, it would be for their own good, because they can't bring their friend back to life, and a trial would reveal lots of embarrassing details about their casual approach to sex and illegal drugs, and would do so on tape. If they can't support the story in good conscience, they still need to pretend to do so in order to avoid antagonizing the three men who might end up on trial for murder. After all, they can always change their minds later, once they are no longer under the thumbs of the men.

But this is a movie, not the real world. They women immediately start to raise a useless fuss, thus causing the three guilty men to consider the possibility of allowing the last two women to join their friend on the sea bottom. Predictably, the four men also develop some disagreements about the proper course of action. The three guilty ones start jockeying and bickering amongst themselves while the fourth lad, as required by the plot bible, has a conscience and doesn't want any more people to get hurt. The boat is filled with firearms, knives, flare guns and other objects which can be used as weapons, so everyone eventually has a chance to threaten everyone else, and the film eventually becomes a gore-fest.

Many of the British critics disliked the movie and I can see why. It is a nasty one, filled with sex, nudity, extreme drug use, and gruesome violence. I take the position that the film actually does a great job at what it sets out to do, which is to deliver a shocking thriller, a Hitchcock-style film with modern levels of NC-17 explicitness. It pulls absolutely no punches in either phase of the film. In the set-up phase, the revelers talk dirty and get naked. In the cover-up phase, the various acts of violence are handled balls-to-the-wall. I've seen my share of screen carnage, but there were some close-up scenes in this movie that had me looking away. Is that sort of graphic presentation a good thing? Yes, sort of. As I watched it, it seemed real. It seemed ugly. It had me emotionally involved. A couple of the deaths were pretty damned spectacular. And the dramatic tension was racheted up to a high level and maintained so effectively that I overlooked the lapses in logic.

In other words, I have to reach the conclusion that the filmmaker made an effective movie even though I would never watch such a flick for pleasure and wish I had not seen it. It may be nasty, but one must concede that it does deliver the lurid genre thrills.

It was released on 155 screens in the UK, which is about equivalent to a 1000-screen release in the USA. The results were unspectacular. It opened in 10th place on the July 20th weekend, such a weak result that it lost about half of its theaters after the first week, and thus dropped 85% on its second weekend. That was about all she wrote. The final tally was only about $600,000. There has been no North American release to date, but Box Office Mojo says that it's on the docket for January, 2009.

Sian Breckin and Jaime Winstone. Sian is the blonde who gets killed.


  • * Yellow asterisk: funny (maybe).

  • * White asterisk: expanded format.

  • * Blue asterisk: not mine.

  • No asterisk: it probably sucks.


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Nada, released internationally under the title The Nada Gang, is a French thriller/police procedural staring Fabio Testi as a former soldier of fortune/radical who is enlisted by a ragtag revolutionary group named Nada into a plot to kidnap the American ambassador from a high class Parisian brothel. Te kidnapping comes off with only small hitches, but various French police and government agencies decide to wipe out the group, and don't much care if they get the American ambassador with them. A great deal of cat-and-mouse maneuvering inevitably leads to the grand showdown.

The DVD includes a good enough English dub sound track, but the movie is predictable, and has nowhere near a fast enough pace for the genre. There was probably a film-worthy story here, but this was not the worthy film, despite a respectable IMDb score of 6.5.

Mariangela Melato, who provides a machine gun, the hideout house in the country, and a love interest for Testi, shows her left breast.

Sandra Julien does lovely full frontal and rear as the hooker with the ambassador when he is grabbed.












Drew Barrymore film clip. Collages below.







This section will present Defoe's film clips to accompany Charlie's collages, which are found on his own site.

Today's clips are the very latest from Defoe, including his first HD capture.

Amandine Peuple in Disparitions

Annie Duperey in Sans Sommation

Chloe Renaud in Nicholas le Floch

Vimala Pons in Nicholas le Floch. Here's the HD one!

Mathilde Leberquier in Josephine








Women Behaving Badly


Daphne Duplaix









Sophie Monk see-through

Kate Moss see-through

Olga Kurylenko posed topless

Eva Mendes see-through

Anna Paquin in True Blood, episode 6

Anna Paquin in True Blood, episode 7

Anna Paquin in True Blood, episode 8


Film Clips

Annett Renneberg in Kolle: Ein Leben fuer Liebe und Sex (samples below)

A nice summary of the nudity in Keys to Tulsa:

 Joanna Going, Sanda Czapla, Erin Swenson, and Deborah Unger.