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Sex With Clones

Posted in Aliens, Nature Gone Wild, Science Fiction with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , on April 30, 2017 by Drinkin' & Drive-in

Species II

Eve (formerly Sil), sci-fi’s hottest chick this side of Barbarella (1968), is back in Species II (1998), a limp hot dog sequel of intergalactic humping and scientific horror.

Species II

A crew on a flight to Mars is infected after they pick up soil samples loaded with alien DNA love snot. The contagious spore makes the shuttlenauts hornier than the last call crowd at Chuck & Sally’s Tavern™. One of the space guys goes around mmmbopping every gal he can get his pod on.

Species II

After a relaxing smoke and a 90-second gestation period, an alien offspring springs out of the host with a splashy, gory exit/entrance. It doesn’t have to be said that this is neat. The flawlessly beautiful Natasha Henstridge, returning as Eve (grown as a clone of herself), feels the need to breed with the spewing space boy to create a super-sized alien.

Species II

The big problem here is that Eve doesn’t drop top until the very end of the movie. Even then we only get a glimpse of the genetic jackpot that is her. Heck, she ran around buck naked throughout the entire first flick (Species/1995). When will major movie studios learn that bare booty equals boffo box office?

Topless Aliens With Bottomless Desires

Posted in Aliens, Science Fiction, TV Vixens with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on December 24, 2016 by Drinkin' & Drive-in

Zeta One

James Word is a handsome British spy more interested in hooking up with the ladies instead of shooting other spies in the face. But he gets paid to do both, so score for James. Speaking of scoring, the first half hour is nothing but him and a hot blonde playing strip poker. He loses, yet wins, if you know what I infer/imply.

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The gal he’s “getting to know” wants to talk instead of, you know. She’s highly interested in his last mission, which involved investigating topless/bra-less alien chicks from the planet of Angvia. (Rearrange the letters.) They came to Earth to kidnap woman to repopulate their home meteor. One such candidate is a stripper, who doesn’t really dance, but kinda wiggles around and at the last note of the song she’s gyrating to, throws her arms up, thus revealing her means of employment. She’s a star.

Zeta One

Zeta One (aka, The Love Factor/The Love Slaves, 1969) is bouncingly bountiful with the aforementioned topless aliens. The characters spend more time naked than being clothed. And when they do decide to cover their shame, they’re bright red dresses with over the knee white vinyl go-go boots. Who knew extraterrestrials could look as good with britches on?

Zeta One

In the end, James is the one kidnapped and “forced” to get all of the Angvians preggo. The scene where he’s being pumped full of raw oysters and booze while a hand-painted naked alien chick dances spastically in front of him while the other alien chicks wait in the lobby for their turn at bat is yet another reason to watch this sexified sci-fi comedy, which borrows liberally from Barbarella (1968). Works for me on several levels.

Zeta One