Heat (aka Fiebre, Fever)

Heat (aka Fiebre, Fever) Review

Working as always with husband Armando Bo, the Russ Meyer of Latin America, Isabel Sarli ("Miss Argentina 1955) stars as Magda, a sexual plaything for the evil and manipulative Marco (Mario Casado), a drooling cad who subjects her to multiple degradations in both public and private. The lone occupant of a boat that washes ashore amongst a herd of barking sea loins, the staggeringly beautiful and lusciously endowed woman collapses on the deserted shore in utter exhaustion - and with that her recent past is revealed in a series of flashbacks. Sarli's character sizzles up the celluloid as she's ruthlessly manipulated by Marco, who loves to make her say "Yes" when all she's currently saying is "No." Despite melting at his touch, Magda realizes she's gotta escape the deviant sleazeball's clutches or become his sex slave for life. In a bid for freedom she marries her wealthy cousin - yet his undying love, magnificent homes, country clubs, luxurious yachts, and fancy clothes aren't enough. She's still restless and ends up virtually dropping her panties at the first sight of the dominant Marco at a swanky party. The ensuing illicit relationship ends in violence and bloodshed. Poor Magda takes this tragedy on as her own, and resigns herself to a lifetime of unhappiness as she stumbles onto the aforementioned beach. There's some more jazz about some hunters falling for, and killing each other as well as a buncha sea lions for the breathtaking Sarli - and gosh darn it - why wouldn't they? She's a freaking stone cold fox. Sarli (nicknamed "La Coca" - for the Coca-Cola she constantly drank) was discovered by Armando Bo, and became the star of the talented director's films as well as his wife. Her nude scenes in his softcore sex movies were highly criticized and condemned in their native Argentina, but found an audience stateside and in Europe despite the best efforts of censors.