Thursday 27 August 2020

Daughters of Lesbos (1968)

Daughters of Lesbos (AKA Dominique in Daughters of Lesbos) is a crazy little 1968 American sexploitation film. In case the title didn’t make it obvious enough this one is all about lesbians. So it’s your basic lesbian softcore film, except of course it isn’t. It bears no resemblance whatsoever to the kinds of softcore films that modern audiences are going to be familiar with. This is the deliriously insane world of 1960s American sexploitation. No gynaecological close-ups, no graphic simulated sex. In fact although there are many many sex scenes most are just passionate writhings.

Like many of the sexploitation features of this period there’s no synchronised dialogue, just a wild sleazy jazz soundtrack and a voiceover narration by the leader of the Daughters of Lesbos.

The title refers to a lesbian secret society, the Daughters of Lesbos. They’re having a meeting to deal with a crisis but almost the entire movie consists of lengthy flashbacks as the women remember the events that set them on the path to lesbianism.

One woman had intended to lure a sleazy businessman back to her hotel room, tease him mercilessly, and then leave him high and dry so to speak. Unfortunately for her the guy turns out to be more devious than she is. He spikes her drink. It’s not enough to knock her out, just enough to leave her conscious but incapable of resisting. He then date-rapes her. But the fiend also dropped some Spanish Fly into her drink, so to her horror she is driven into a frenzy of sexual pleasure. She vows to have her revenge on men!


Helga is a cute blonde who became addicted to self-pleasuring but what she really wanted was another woman to make love to her. She finds the right woman to help her in Monika, a counsellor. Monika realises that Helga needs some intensive hands-on counselling. She takes Helga into the woods, helps her out of her clothes, and proceeds to give her a really thorough counselling. It certainly makes Helga feel a whole lot better. And Monika is the kind of gorgeous gal with whom anybody would just love to have that kind of counselling session.

The cigar-smoking Maxine is the butch of the group. The narrator describes her as the female stud. Maxine is an unabashed sexual predator. She picks up a hippie chick hitchhiker and has her way with her (with the hippie chick putting up zero resistance).


The the leader of the Daughters, Dominique, indulges in some carnal reminiscences of her own, including the time when she was enjoying some self-pleasuring which was rudely interrupted by a prowler who raped her. Rather unusually for 1968, the guy not only removes his trousers but his shorts as well. This rape scene sets up the finale when we find out the purpose for which the meeting of the Daughters of Lesbos had been called. So technically there is a plot, but mostly the film is non-stop naked writhing.

Of course in the world of sexploitation the lesbians are all cuties. Even Maxine, the butch, is cute. And there’s an enormous amount of nudity in this movie, including copious female frontal nudity. It goes without saying that these ladies all have hair down there. This was the era in which sex scenes consisted mostly of naked writhing. Fortunately these ladies look pretty nice when they’re naked and writhing. One of the nice things about American sexploitation movies of this era is that the women are pretty but they all look like perfectly normal women, the way women look without plastic surgery.


Daughters of Lesbos isn’t great but the voiceover narration is amusingly overheated, it has that classic and unique ’60s sexploitation weirdness and it has wall-to-wall female nudity.

Something Weird paired this one with the lesbian mockumentary Chained Girls plus numerous sapphic extras. The transfer is extremely good.

The short subjects included as extras range from the mildly bizarre to the really bizarre. In The Lash of the Lesbian a naughty lesbian is caught with a man and she gets a flogging from her girlfriend. Lesbian Apartment Story is weird but fascinating. There’s virtually no nudity and there’s zero sex. It’s almost entirely just lesbians socialising and dancing. What makes it interesting is that it really does look like some kind of lesbian home movie with actual lesbians. In fact I’d be rather surprised if these were not actual lesbians. It’s a glimpse into what might be called the old school lesbian subculture of the ’50s and early ’60s, with very clearly defined butches and femmes. In Lesbian Neighbors a blonde gets seduced by a couple of lesbians in the next apartment.


Lesbian Bikers is awesome (and in colour). Who doesn’t want to watch totally naked chicks riding motorcycles round and round in circles and then making out? Then we get to the really weird stuff - Lesbian Coffin Sex. And that’s exactly what this short subject is about. This obese rich guy pays hippie chicks to have sex with each other in an open coffin floating in his swimming pool. They just don’t make movies like that any more. In Let's Make Mary Moan a naughty lesbian gets tied up and spanked. Outdoor Lesbian Love (also in colour) features two hippie girls having a bit of a frolic but mostly just displaying themselves for the camera, with lots of very very explicit nudity. Of course there are plenty of trailers for other crazy sapphic sexploitation movies as well.

While neither Chained Girls nor Daughters of Lesbos would make it to the top rank of sexploitation flicks they both offer some amusement. It’s the extras that make this disc a must-buy. Trust me, you simply must see Lesbian Bikers and Lesbian Coffin Sex. You will thank me. And Lesbian Apartment Story is certainly fascinating from a sociological perspective.

So while Daughters of Lesbos itself isn’t that great it has its moments and the disc is loaded with so much sapphic delirium that it’s highly recommended.

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