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nWe have leggy floozy adjacent black pantyhose being adjusted. I repeat, we have leggy floozy adjacent black pantyhose being adjusted. In the opening scene no less. I couldn’t help but notice that your eyes lit up when I mentioned that the adjustment-worthy black pantyhose was adjacently attached to a leggy floozy. And you know what it means if a film boasts a leggy floozy right from the get-go, right? Yes, it usually means there will be more leggy floozies to come. But it also means that the leggy floozy boasting motion picture in question was probably directed by the great Amir Shervan, the writer-director of classics like, Samurai Cop and Hollywood Cop. In the annals of sleazy exploitation cinema, there are Andy Sidaris women, Russ Meyer women, Tinto Brass women and Jess Franco women. But none of these so-called women can hold a candle to the Amir Shervan woman. Sure, their parts aren’t as big (and by “parts,” I mean the size of their roles, not the size of their tits) and some times they’re not even listed in the credits, but Amir Shervan’s talent for casting attractive women is second to none.
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nWe get a taste of this talent almost immediately, as Killing American Style opens with a group of haphazardly assembled leggy floozies that are all vying for… Now, I’m not quite certain what exactly they were all vying for. But I do know this, these leggy floozies definitely want to impress John Lynch (John Lynch), who is giving them the once over in the dank backroom of some sleazy nightclub.
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nAfter giving it some thought, I’ve come to the conclusion that the leggy floozies assembled for John Lynch are auditioning to be strippers at his club. But, in a way, they’re also auditioning to be his girlfriend, as John Lynch wrangles up a busty blonde with killer thighs in a new wave leotard and takes her into the ladies toilet to give her test run.
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nOh, and don’t let John Lynch’s gay porn star good looks fool you, he’s a heterosexual man, and don’t you forget it.
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nI don’t know where the busty blonde with the killer thighs came from (she wasn’t in the initial flock of leggy floozies when the audition began), but when she saunters onto the makeshift stage, the other leggy floozies must have been shaking in their non-designer pumps.
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nUsing a chair as a prop, the busty blonde with killer thighs destroys the competition with her flirtatious dance routine. Well, actually, I wouldn’t call it a “dance routine,” it’s more a series of sultry floozy-friendly poses. But nevertheless, the look on John Lynch’s face as the busty blonde with killer thighs crawled around on the stage said it all.
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nHowever, that doesn’t mean there’s no room for the other leggy floozies to move in the John Lynch’s floozy-centric organization. In fact, the two women who went on before the busty blonde with killer thighs, the petite blonde in the black pantyhose and lithe brunette in the cut-off jean shorts, are both seen sitting at Jon Lynch’s side later on in the movie.
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nI loved it when John Lynch says, “Can anybody do what I want ’em to do?” To which the busty blonde with killer thighs responds, “I can.”
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nI don’t know what the leggy floozies that auditioned before the busty blonde with killer thighs did that was so off-putting, but the manner in which John Lynch dismisses Casey, a blonde with a knack for impromptu pantyhose adjustment, and Lonnie, a lithe brunette in a torn jean jacket and cut-off jean shorts, was quite cruel.
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nWhile John Lynch and the busty blonde with killer thighs are getting to know one another better in the ladies room, Tony Stone (Robert Z’Dar) shows up to do some hardcore cock -blocking. You could say that Tony is doing the same to the busty blonde with killer thighs, as she wants to get fucked just as much as John Lynch does. But instead of using the term cock-blocking, I think clam-jam is the more appropriate term.
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nAnyway, he better have a good a reason for pulling John Lynch away from a sure thing like that. Playing out like a Grand Theft Auto V “Strangers and Freaks” side mission, Tony Stone, John Lynch and two other criminals, plan to rob a trucking company. Except for the fact that they end up killing some guards and some cops as well, the heist goes pretty smoothly. Unfortunately, the guard they thought was on their side blows his cover and gets caught. Rolling over on Tony and John Lynch, the guard fingers them without hesitation.
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nTo make matters worse, the cops try to arrest Tony just as he’s pounding his super-hard cock into the excessively moist pussy of his platinum blonde lady-friend. And even though a shirtless Tony makes a valiant effort to escape, he’s arrested on the front lawn of his safe-house. In a way, it serves Tony right, as he now knows what it feels like to have his cock cock-blocked by outside forces beyond his cock’s control.
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nMeanwhile, at a local eatery, John Lynch, who is surrounded by a bevy of gorgeous women, including the busty blonde with killer thighs and Casey (who is wearing a teal zebra print leotard), is confronted by the cops and arrested on the spot.
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nJust like the truck depot heist, the scene where Tony’s brother (Alexander Virden) and his uncle Loony (Jimmy Williams) rescue Tony and John Lynch while they were on their way to prison plays out like a video game side mission.
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nWhen Tony’s brother is shot in the abdomen by one of the guards, Tony and John Lynch decide to hole up in a house located on a horse ranch. Arriving while Jenny and Doris (Veronica Paul) are lounging by the pool, Tony and John Lynch would have got the jump on them had it not been the latter’s proclivity for hot chicks.
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nAnd believe me, Jenny (pink bikini) and Doris (red bikini) are hot chicks.
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nThey eventually get inside the house, where Tony tells Jenny to take care of his brother (she’s apparently a nurse or something) or else he’ll kill Doris.
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nI think I speak for almost everyone when I say the leggy lady cop in the short skirt deserves more screen time.
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nThe world’s of Amir Shervan and Andy Sidaris briefly collide when Harold Diamond shows up. An “actor” best known for being in Andy Sidaris’ Hard Ticket to Hawaii and Picasso Trigger, Harold Diamond plays the so-called man of the house and is none-to-pleased when he finds out that his wife, his sister-in-law and his annoying blonde son are being held captive by a bunch of ruthless criminals.
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nDirected to a Nevada cat house called “The Gay Paris” located just outside of Mosquito Springs by one of Tony’s associates, Lt. Sunset (Jim Brown) is hot on the heels of Tony and John Lynch. I know, you’re wondering why he’s directed to a cat house and not Harold Diamond’s ranch. Well, it’s simple, really. You see, Tony’s stepmother works at “The Gay Paris,” and Lt. Sunset knows for a fact that she is in possession of the money from the truck depot score.
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nFiguring that Tony will try to contact his stepmother, Lt. Sunset, along with Choo-Choo, a cop who looks like a pimp, head over to “The Gay Paris” to have a chat with Tony’s stepmother.
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nDid I really say the busty blonde in the new wave leotard had “killer thighs”? Don’t get me wrong, they’re still killer. But if her thighs are killer, then how would you describe the thighs attached to the organic structure belonging to the blonde in the red short-shorts at “The Gay Paris”?
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nEither way, the blonde with the more killer than usual thighs is the first to greet Lt. Sunset and Choo-Choo when they arrive at “The Gay Paris.”
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nInforming her fellow floozies that a man is coming, the blonde with the explosive thighs (yeah, explosive thighs, I like that) immediately starts pawing at Choo-Choo the moment he walks in the door. Say what you will about Choo-Choo’s fashion sense, the way he gravitated towards the blonde with the explosive thighs was one of the sanest decisions I’ve ever seen captured on film.
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nI don’t mean to imply that choosing any of the other leggy floozies would have been crazy. I’m just saying, the blonde with the explosive thighs is in a league of her own.
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nIf you remember my review of Amir Shervan’s Hollywood Cop, I was forced to flesh out the leggy floozies in the film’s prerequisite leggy floozy scene myself. Giving each leggy floozy her own back-story based on the leggy or not-so leggy way they sat on the couch, I struggled to come up something interesting to say about each leggy floozy.
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nThis was not the case with the leggy floozy scene in Killing American Style, as each leggy floozy is given a liquid-based innuendo to spout at Jim Brown, whose fully-engorged black genitals must have been aching to break-free from their navy chino prison after this scene was over.
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nSwarming around Jim Brown like a pack of wild animals, each leggy floozy takes turns propositioning him with a liquid-based innuendo.
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nThe first, a blonde in a short skirt and black pantyhose, says to Lt. Sunset: “Hi, I’ve got champagne… everything inside me bubbles.”
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nSeconds later, a floozy with reddish hair, approaches Lt. Sunset from the other side and says: “Hi, I’ve got some soft drinks… everything about me is soft.”
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nAnother floozy with reddish hair (her tight dress has these cool coloured squares down the side), holds up her drinks and says: “I’ve got the hard stuff… ’cause I love it hard.”
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nIf you think that’s it as far as floozies go, think again: A brunette in blue says: “Honey, they say I’m backward because I like it in the back.” Okay, now they’re not even trying anymore. Not only is what she said not liquid-based, it was barely an innuendo.
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nFinally grabbing a drink from the tray being carried by a blonde with a white fur boa, Lt. Sunset tries to get down to business, but a racially ambiguous blonde in pink, who calls herself, “Heavenly,” insists on sticking her tongue in his ear.
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nWhen Choo-Choo, the floozy in the coloured square dress, the blonde with the explosive thighs, and the bubble-laden vagina chick see this unorthodox ear cleaning taking place, they all laugh. And with that, ends one of the greatest scenes in cinema history.
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nMuch to my chagrin, the action soon returns to the ranch house (noooo!). It’s too bad the whole film couldn’t have been about Jim Brown and Choo-Choo fending off the advances of an armada of leggy floozies, because this home invasion plot isn’t scratching me where I itch anymore, especially since Jenny and Doris have changed out of their bikinis. Yada, yada, yada, things spiral out of control, and Harold Diamond shows his Asian doctor friend how to kill… American style. The end.
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