Before home video, there was 8mm film, and this was the only option for all but the wealthiest collectors to enjoy sexy movie entertainment at home. At first a clandestine industry, by the early 1960s the market for softcore titles was a thriving one pioneered by the likes of George Harrison Marks, Pete Walker and Stanley Long. By the end of the decade, these filmmakers had been joined by a plethora of glamour photographers branching out and filmmakers honing their craft, and a lot of interesting work began to emerge. The real challenge for the 8mm filmmaker with a bit of ambition was crafting a storyline into a film that might only be five minutes long, while still ensuring that it contained enough nudity to satisfy the punters.
Miss Frankenstein R.I.P. (or simply Miss Frankenstein if you are less literal about title cards) is a horror-themed nudie that seems intent on emphasising the chills as much as the bare flesh, as Dr Frankenstein’s hunchbacked assistant (let’s call him Igor) sneaks in the lab to reanimate the Doctor’s latest creation – a cut above the usual, we might say, in the form of Lisa Brent. There’s a twist in the story, one that suggests that the filmmakers were actually using sex as the pretext for making a mini horror film rather than the other way around – certainly, the nudity is pretty brief by the usual standards of such things, and while this may have been hot stuff at the time, it’s hard to imagine anyone getting hot under the collar watching it now.
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