Jori Productions, Inc. Produced and Directed by:   Doris Wishman Screenplay By:   Dawn Whitman (Doris Wishman) Story By:   Dawn Whitman (Doris Wishman) Film Editor:   Ali Bendi Optical Effects By:   B & O Film Effects Sound By:   Titra Sound Paints By:   Movielabs, Inc. Director of Photography:   C. Davis Smith
Starring:	With:
Ellen Greene......GIGI DARLENE George La Rocque	Sam Stewart Sandee Norman Alan Yorke Barnard L. Sankett Darlene Bennett Marlene Starr Harold Key
TRT: 65 minutes Black & White

"They're corrupt, they're immoral, they'll do anything for their own pleasure, they're the thrill-seekers!" So said the trailer for this incredibly bad piece of schlock produced by 1960's and early 70's sexploitation film producer Doris Wishman.

Famous for such trite trash as "Diary of a Nudist", "Nude on the Moon", "Too Much Too Often", "The Immortal Three", and Chesty Morgan movies "Deadly Weapon" and "Double Agent Three", Wishman's movies, which were considered shocking and fodder for stag parties, would be viewed today as soft pornography, if that.

"Bad Girls go to Hell" is the story of a dumb-dumb. When I say dumb, I mean DUMB! We're talking major league dumb here folks---dumb as a fence post---dumb as a box of rocks---dumb.

Ellen Greene, dumb-dumb and principal character of our movie, is a peroxide bimbette who wears enough mascara to dust the Sahara. When she's not prancing around the apartment in her negligé trying to get her husband Ted turned on, some leering, lecherous lard-butt is acosting her.

The Sordid Beginning
The introduction and credits to the movie feature scantily-clad 60's floosies and one psychotic-looking lecherous lard-butt guy in a badly posed photograph. All of this being back-dropped with jazz that sounds like Dave Brubeck on crack.

We start out with Ted, and his "faithful" wife Ellen (hereafter referred to as "Dumb-Dumb"--now picture that whenever you read these two words, they're being said by The Great Gazoo, as beautifully vocalized on The Flintstones by comedian Harvey Korman) waking up from undoubtedly exciting evening of fun and frivolity. Ted informs Dumb-Dumb that he has to go in for work although it is his typical day off. Dumb-Dumb, however, wants to continue whatever recreational pursuit they were engaged in before Mr. Sandman took them to la-la land. To further entice "Dead Ted", Dumb-Dumb peers out the window butt-nekkid, then joins him in the shower (which I've been informed wasn't cold) as a painting of Siamese cats (which Dumb-Dumb kisses prior to showering) watches. Once out of the shower "Dead Ted" puts on his business suit, while Dumb-Dumb puts on her sleezoid negligé again, as well as a pair of absolutely sappy slippers that look like CFM pumps with pom-poms on them.

You Wore What When You Took Out the Trash?
After Dumb-Dumb kisses "Dead Ted", au revoir, she decides to take out the trash, wearing only her mighty negligé. Mind you, it is broad daylight as she does this at their apartment complex. As she wiggles and jiggles down the stairs, waiting below is the leering, lecherous lard-butt janitor. The janitor has his way with her, and afterwards she crawls back to her forbidden love nest. About two seconds late,r the door bell rings. A white envelope is slipped under the front door. She tears open the envelope that has a note written by the leering, lecherous lard-butt janitor--- "Come to my apartment or I'll tell your husband what happened."

Once Is Not Enough
If dumb was dirt this dimwit could cover an acre. What do you think she decides to do? Of course! Dumb-Dumb decides to go to the leering, lecherous lard-butt janitor's apartment! Well, needless to say, he begins to have his way with Dumb-Dumb a second time. The leering lecherous lard butt janitor says in a poor man's Peter Lorre, "Seense you come here to leeve, I theenk about you all thee time!" Dumb-Dumb responds, "If my husband finds out ." and LLLBJ retorts, "You won't tell heem, you're too smart!" Wrong, bucko! She's a--- say it Mr. Gazoo: "A Dumb-Dumb!"

The Sleazy Sojourn Begins
Before the leering, lecherous lard-butt janitor can consumate the transaction, Dumb-Dumb beans him in the haid with a stylish 60's ashtray. Presuming that she killed him, Dumb-Dumb slithers back to her den of depravity to ponder her predicament. "My God, what have I done? If only I hadn't destroyed the note he put under the door (I told you she was as dumb as a bag of hammers)! What am I to do? I better go away--but where? I'll go to New York! I can get lost in the crowd there (better yet Dumb-Dumb, just get lost)!" So she packs here bags and hits the road. Curiously, every time she's walking outdoors, the same sequence of car horns are always heard (hereafter known as "beep, beep; beep, beep; the car went beep, beep, beep!"), much like how the same scenes of Bedrock keep recurring when Fred and Barney are driving on The Flintstones.

It's Up To You New York, New York
Now we see Dumb-Dumb crying on a bench in Central Park. Up walks a concerned Joe Six-Pack (or more to the point a Joe 80-Proof) who offers her shelter in his apartment. When asked what her name is and where she is from, she said "My name is Ellen Greene (that's a lie, her real name is Dumb-Dumb) and I'm from Chicago (another lie, she's from Boston) J80P seems to be a stand-up guy until Dumb-Dumb finds a bottle of booze hidden under the sink. She offers him some of the firewater and a little more. J80P, who calls himself "Al Baines" is outraged by her offer and starts beating her with his belt.

He next starts taking big gulps out of the bottle, whups her with his belt some more, then passes out. To reward him for his violent behavior, Dumb-Dumb kisses him, packs up her bags and boogies into the New York streets.

(Cue fakey sound effects) beep, beep; beep, beep; the car went beep, beep, beep! (cut fakey sound effects)

If It Choips Like a Boid
Dumb-Dumb is window-shopping when a chick in a black leather jacket approaches her. "My cousin Della Boyd is lookin' for a roommate" says the leather-clad lassie. Della greets Dumb-Dumb in a flimsy, see-through fish-net oufit, while puffing on a cigarette. "She's cute," says Della about Dumb-Dumb. The cousin then leaves saying "I'll leave you two alone together to get acquainted. I'm sure you'll get along and everything will work out fine!" Right.

Dumb Dumb sees a most shocking headline in the newspaper that says "POLICE SEEK BLONDE SUSPECT IN BOSTON MURDER CASE". Shaken but not stirred, the next thing you know Della is asking what Dumb-Dumb does for a living, and Dumb-Dumb, who is clad only in a pair of black panties and a bra says, "I'm an acrobatic dancer!" (A what?) She then demonstrates with leg splits and several other contortionist poses. Needless to say, Della, who is also a leering, lecherous lard-butt, is getting real impressed with Dumb-Dumb's talents and has her way with her. To quote the old Dragnet theme-- "Dumb De Dumb Dumb". For a second time, Dumb-Dumb packs up her bags and boogies into the New York streets (I'm outdoors y'know people:).

beep, beep; beep, beep; the car went beep, beep, beep!

Married Without Children
Dumb-Dumb next rooms at a house where a young couple live. In about two seconds flat, the husband, a leering, lecherous lard-butt, has his way with her. For a third time, Dumb-Dumb packs up her bags and boogies into the New York streets.

beep, beep; beep, beep; the car went beep, beep, beep!

And the Beat Goes On
Dumb-Dumb ends up rooming with a very sweet invalid lady named Mrs. Thornton. It turns out that her son is a detective who is hot on the trail of a blonde wanted in the murder of a janitor in Bean Town--- and guess what? He's planning on visiting mama in about five minutes! Will Mrs. Thornton have her way with Dumb-Dumb? Will her son? Will both of them? Will Dumb Dumb ever see Ted again? Will the one-armed man finally be caught? Find out by renting or buying this Doris Wishman work of La Bad Cinema.

Best Actor: None.

Worst Actor: All.

Worst Portrayal: Hands down it's Gigi Darlene in the role of Dumb-Dumb, I mean, Ellen Greene.

Most Memorable Deliveries:

The leering, lecherous lard-butt janitor nearing the moment of "fulfillment" with Dumb Dumb: "I hear someone coming! Shut up!"

Dumb-Dumb in deep thought after the second go-round with the leering, lecherous, lard-butt janitor: "If only Ted would've stayed home today this wouldn't have happened!" Yeah, right--we all know that you wouldn't have been molested if Teddy Boy was at home when you took out the trash, scantily dressed in your negligé!

Della to Dumb-Dumb: "You'll earn your keep!"