Hellhole (1985)

Bad luck runs in streaks, so it's best to nip negative fortune in the bud before the downward spiral picks up momentum. Such is the lesson learned the hard way by the hard-bounce heroine of Hellhole (1985). The gods of calamity should be happy enough when a young and fetchingly foxy gal comes home to discover her mother being murdered by a psycho scarf abuser named Silk (Ray Sharkey). But no, misfortune does not end at being orphaned. Heaped on top of her physical trauma is a fall that results in her hitting her head and losing her memory. Now, she's stuck in a mental institution where Silk just so happens to be working alongside his psycho scientist buddy (Mary Wonorov) who gets off on performing unnecessary lobotomies. Will our girl remember what happened, figure out a way to prove her sanity, and escape the hellhole she finds herself in? She might, but if she does Mr. Skin will happily take her place in that institution. After all, this women in prison flick has some of the bustiest inmates who've ever tried to bust out, so it's not like he'd be thinking with his brain anyways. Ann Chatterton gets the festivititties started by going topless during a catfight, but it's not long before we're watching Natalie Main and Edy Williams rubbing mud all over their jugs as some kind of therapeutic treatment. Natalie's the brunette, Edy's the blonde, and the dirty things we'd do to those two cannot be understated! Later, Edy will take her top off once more to get a guard good and hard. Lamya Derval doesn't show it all, but we do see her pink tipped tatas as she and a buddy sniff some glue! Now we're sticky, too! With a plot that would sort of get reused in Unsane (2018), Hellhole might be considered a B movie but it's actually a sorta scary, pretty clever, double D filled movie. Hell, if the whole thing is full of horny lesbian prisoners, how bad could Hellhole really be?