here at the CHUD offices we have a shelf that is chock full of amazing
titles. Some have been featured in proper reviews while others belong
safely hidden in a few toilets. Sometimes we get the feeling film
studios hate us, judging by some of the content we receive, but in the
end we’re able to find uses for them – like here in the War section!
Here we have two films from the Roger Corman’s Cult Classics Double Feature DVD – Big Bad Mama and Big Bad Mama II, but only one features William Shatner…
COMPARISON
#1
The title screens.
vs.
Advantage: Big Bad Mama II.
On the other side is Big Bad Mama II, released in 1987 and showcasing a bolder, more colorful title sequence. Having the title pounded onto the screen, followed by a barrage of bullet fire belongs more in an A-Team episode than anything else but you have to give it props from establishing a new Mama tradition.
Dueling co-stars.
vs.
Advantage: Big Bad Mama.
Sexploitation directors.
vs.
Advantage: Big Bad Mama.
And then there’s Jim Wynorski, the man who brought us the great Chopping Mall and the not-so-great 976-Evil II. Jim’s a hard working fellow, still going after all these years, but he’s made so many questionable cinematic decisions that Carver would have beaten him regardless of Chopping Mall and Sorority House Massacre II sitting nicely on his resume. While I love Return of the Swamp Thing for some ungodly reason, he’s just made too much crap to stay in the ring long with Carver. Wynorski’s made a living scrounging on sequels (see above and Ghoulies IV), but he doesn’t have a ‘Norris’ to put him over the top.
For that, Carver wins.
NIPPLE SLIP #1
Spot the nudie shots.
vs.
Advantage: Big Bad Mama II.
SHOOTIN’ COMPARISON
Simple question: Skerritt or Dickinson?
vs.
Advantage: Big Bad Mama.
NIPPLE SLIP #2
More nudity, or just a trick of the light?
vs.
Advantage: Big Bad Mama II.
That means “victory”.
RAUNCHY SEX SCENE
Who gives it to Angie Dickinson the best?
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Advantage: Draw.
Proof in the pudding is her love moment with Bob Culp in Mama II. Using a copious amount of body doubles, the sex scene here is not near as creepy, but still equally horrid. These older people kiss and roll around a bit, but there’s more spark in a kick in the ass than in their love making.
Luckily both scenes are fairly short, but the sight of seeing Bill grope Angie is simply too horrifying to behold. Even though Robert Culp’s technique wasn’t any better, they cancel each other out in morbid fashion.
This is why Big Bad Mama is victorious.
It’s hard to argue with those results. Plus, Grateful Dead guitarist Jerry Garcia plays the banjo on the soundtrack.
Taking all of that into account, it’s probably why it took roughly 13 years before Big Bad Mama II appeared, and it’s too bad it did. It awful, and not really in a good way. Yeah, it’s great to see Bruce Glover every now and then – and Angie Dickinson shoots the daylights out of him for his troubles – but there’s nothing else this film really has going for it. It has the shot-on-video look many late 80’s films of this caliber had and sports none of the charisma of its predecessor. Still, Angie appears as though she had fun making it, and that’s about the only good thing worth mentioning in any serious fashion.