Film

Vixen!

Name: Vixen!
Genre: Drama
Released: 1968
Cast: Erica Gavin, Garth Pillsbury, Harrison Page, Jon Evans, Vincene Wallace

Social drama

A 1968 exploitation film that uses its protagonist's sexual appetite as a vehicle for satire on American hypocrisy and racism. Deliberately crude and provocative, it's campy trash with an edge—less interested in titillation than in making you uncomfortable about what you're watching and why. For people who appreciate when cinema swings a sledgehammer.

TMDb rating

2.8

Should you watch it?

Watch it if you enjoy cheeky, low-budget 1960s excess played with a straight face and a wink, and you care more about garish style and bold editing than tidy plotting.

Skip it if you want sexual candor handled with grace or a story with real dramatic weight, since the sex is the engine and the racial and gender attitudes have aged badly.

What it asks of you: Seventy-two minutes, brisk and episodic, with a loose structure that wants you to keep your sense of humor ready and your sense of decorum packed away.

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