Fascination

By: Flavius Ferrari
In-House Review - Feb 24 2011

All of them, lesbians! Man, you really do have to step back and marvel at the sheer magnificence of the "erotic horror movie". Set in nineteenth century Paris, Fascination follows a fashionable bank robber on the lam, and his journey into a "universe of madness and death" (that's a direct quote.) Seeking refuge from a few fellow crooks that he bamboozled a giant bag of gold from, he stumbles across a spooky ass swamp castle, which of course is equipped with a moat. Inside, he discovers two cowering, over-sexualized fair maidens. Awesome, right? This guy has it made in the shade, a bag full of gold and two lesbos throwing themselves at him. Right? WRONG. They may be nekkid, ready and willing, but something is definitely wrong with these chicks, and it becomes increasingly clear that they want more than his man peen. With a gang of enemies lurking outside, he has no choice but to hide out in the castle until nightfall with these nutty birds, which is exactly what they wanted.

Apparently "death" is said to be coming at midnight; death being the gaggle of rich 19th century Parisian ladies who sip on mimosas at their annual reunion. I'd like to make it very clear that these are not vampires, they can go out in the sun and what have you, they're simply a cult of insane women who enjoy exhibition, lady box, and drinking for fewer blackheads and smaller pores... or some shit like that, you get the point. Anywho, the blonde ( Brigitte Lahaie ) and the brunette ( Franca Mai ) have been tapped to lure some man meat as a sacrifice and keep him there until the book club meets up for dinner. How exactly will they keep him around? I know! Lesbian filler material and head games! It works every time.

Fascination is just as creepy as it is pretty. It's essentially a very dreamy, moving painting- with tits. Anyone interested in insane naked lesbians wielding massive weaponry, sex scenes that extend far past the point of comfort, and general vampire(ish) lesbian sleaze should inquire. Worth noting is the outlandish and out of this world wardrobe, hair, and makeup. Seriously, who thought of sheer cloaks for the sacrificial uniform? That's downright innovative! Full frontals for everybody!

Particularly mesmerizing is the scene in which the buxom blonde Brigitte Lahaie , nude sans a barely there cape and pair of kick ass boots, hunts down some prey with a scythe... that's right, a fucking scythe. In case you were wondering, at exactly twenty-one minutes into the film the girl-on-girl extravaganza begins with an estimated two full minutes of nude ladies sensually grinding themselves all over each other while a classical piano plays. Yes, there will be implied box eating, sooo much implied box eating.