Carole Kirkham is a ballsy act-chest. She’s not a secret man or transsexual or anything like that, not that there’s anything wrong with that. It’s just her choice of roles over her too-short career shows a woman with no fear. Take the Spanish horror flick Panic Beats (1983), about the spirit of a deceased knight who returns every 100 years to murder women. Carole plays one of those unfortunates, which means she has to run around fully nude, showing everything that she’s got, which is a lot of what we like to call the moist, and then getting bloodied, killed and left that way in the woods. Don’t think that’s brave? How about appearing in a movie called I Love Hitler (1984). Oddly, it was her last film.