Warrior Queen is the type of movie I didn't want to write a review for. I sat here for a day, two days, thinking of the shortness of the review that it would have. I thought of the nothingness to say about the bland late 80's sword-and-sandal entry. I thought about the fact I didn't pay very much attention. Then I decided to write the review anyways.
Warrior Queen follows the illustrious line of movies on this blog which were made only to have lots of tits in them.
I don't remember the how or where or why of anything in the "plot" of this movie. What I do remember is many mostly naked women in the beginning, slowly petering out to not as many naked women in the end. Things happened, people said lines, occassionally I got a glimpse of a story about slaves or something, and then the movie was over around the 80 minute mark.
Director Chuck Vincent was a director mostly of porn, and that's obvious if you watch any of this movie. Despite the nudity and the director, I don't remember any actual sex or even kissing in this movie, which is weird. I kept expecting these two women to kiss, and frankly, the movie would've been a lot better if they had. Whatever. I give it a star.
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