Mandingo (1975)


I remember watching this one quite long ago, perhaps less than the age of ten. It was heavily entrenched in my mind due to its powerful imagery (full-frontal nudity; sex; beatings). That was porn for me, at the age when I wasn't exposed to much. Revisiting it after all these years is quite an experience. The imagery is still arresting, and the story powerful. Oh, and there's some hot and happening gals within.



One interesting thing is that the plight of the the jealous wife saddened me more than that of the slaves. I don't know if this was deliberate by the writer or director, but I cared more for her than for the slaves, even though they got even shittier treatment.