Beyond the Valley of the Dolls


1h 33m 1970
Beyond the Valley of the Dolls

Brief Synopsis

The all-girl Carrie Nations rock band gets more than they bargained for as they inadvertently cause a suicide and end up in a Manson-like massacre at the home of a transvestite record producer.

Film Details

MPAA Rating
Genre
Comedy
Drama
Erotic
Satire
Release Date
Jan 1970
Premiere Information
Los Angeles opening: 17 Jun 1970
Production Company
Twentieth Century--Fox Film Corp.
Country
United States

Technical Specs

Duration
1h 33m
Sound
Mono (Westrex Recording System)
Color
Color (DeLuxe)
Theatrical Aspect Ratio
2.35 : 1

Synopsis

Tired of playing to high school audiences, Kelly, Casey, and Pet, members of a rock trio, travel to Hollywood, accompanied by Harris Allsworth, the band's manager and Kelly's lover. There they are befriended by Kelly's Aunt Susan, an advertising executive, who, despite the misgivings of her lawyer, Porter Hall, decides to share with Kelly the family fortune. At an orgy the band is discovered by the effeminate entrepreneur host, Ronnie "Z-Man" Barzell, who rechristens them "The Carrie Nations." Among lovers quickly acquired at Ronnie's party are Lance, a boorish gigolo, who enters into a liaison with Kelly; Emerson, a law student who wins Pet's love; and Roxanne, a lesbian designer who captures Casey's heart. As the celebrated trio perform on national television, Harris, distraught by Kelly's infidelity and Casey's impregnation by him, hurls himself from the catwalk. He is rushed to the hospital, where Dr. Scholl informs Kelly that Harris can look forward to life as a paraplegic. Realizing that Harris is her true love, Kelly devotes herself to his care. Touched by Casey's plight, Roxanne arranges an abortion. Ronnie invites Lance, Roxanne, and Casey to a private party, at which costumes are distributed. Dressed as Superwoman, Ronnie attempts to seduce Lance, who is attired in a loin cloth. Rejected, Ronnie binds the gigolo. After revealing that he is, in fact, a woman, Ronnie bears her breasts, brandishes a sword, and chops off Lance's head. She then plunges a gun into the sleeping Roxanne's mouth and fires. Terrified, Casey phones her friends, who rush to her rescue but arrive too late. As Emerson and Kelly attempt to subdue Ronnie, the gun discharges, killing the transvestite. During the fray, however, the crippled Harris is miraculously cured. In a triple wedding ceremony, Kelly and Harris, Pet and Emerson, and Aunt Susan and an old love are united.

Film Details

MPAA Rating
Genre
Comedy
Drama
Erotic
Satire
Release Date
Jan 1970
Premiere Information
Los Angeles opening: 17 Jun 1970
Production Company
Twentieth Century--Fox Film Corp.
Country
United States

Technical Specs

Duration
1h 33m
Sound
Mono (Westrex Recording System)
Color
Color (DeLuxe)
Theatrical Aspect Ratio
2.35 : 1

Articles

Beyond the Valley of the Dolls


The Hollywood studio system all but imploded in 1969. The shrinking movie-going audience rejected expensive musicals yet made the tiny counterculture film Easy Rider into a major hit. Drowning in red ink, studios fired executives, sold their back lots and put their props and costumes up for auction. As observer William Bayer noted, the panic to connect with the youth audience was so great that picture deals were being handed out to 'longhairs wearing sandals.' Twentieth Century-Fox put two X-rated movies into the works. The first was an adaptation of Myra Breckinridge, Gore Vidal's satire about a sex-change operation, while the second project was made by nudie film director Russ Meyer, an outsider to the studio system. A WWII combat cameraman, Meyer had pioneered nude girlie photography in the 1950s, before first making waves with the softcore 'nudie cutie' film The Immoral Mr. Teas (1959). At 48 years old, Meyer was hardly part of the youth rebellion, but his adults-only feature Vixen!, (1968) had recently become a breakout college hit that was promoted by young critic Roger Ebert.

A radical choice by any estimation, Russ Meyer hired his critic/fan Roger Ebert to help him write the wildest possible screenplay about Hollywood excess. Their Beyond the Valley of the Dolls (1970) hijacks the title of Jacqueline Susann's 1967 Fox hit but is not a sequel. Interview magazine responded with a warning, "Don't kid yourself, 20th has entered into the porno business." Susann sued, but the only change made was the addition of a disclaimer title card. Screenwriter Roger Ebert would later say, "The only way to judge good smut, is by its ability to get the job done."

Beyond the Valley of the Dolls is a self-conscious satire of trashy filmmaking, a noisy, outrageous assault on good taste. Ebert's story brings an all-female rock band called The Carrie Nations (Dolly Read, Cynthia Myers & Marcia McBroom) to the bedrooms of Hollywood. The women find new lovers at a series of wild parties thrown by the bizarre rock promoter Ronnie Barzell, who calls himself 'Z-Man' (John LaZar). Pulpy subplots proliferate. One newcomer enters into a lesbian love affair, and the band's manager pairs up with a porn star (Edy Williams, Russ Meyer's wife). The party scenes are jammed with oddly-dressed older people and curious cross dressers. An innocent student, a pretty boy gigolo (Michael Blodgett) and other oversexed characters bring the soap opera intrigues and jealousies to a boil, until drug-induced madness drives Z-Man to commit a series of murders on a Manson-esque level of grotesquery.

The level of sex is R-rated, featuring Meyer's concentration on topless females. His favored actress Haji (real name: Barbara Catton) wanders nude through the party scene, painted solid black. Meyer's editing enforces a brisk pace; nothing is allowed to linger. Ebert and Meyer revel in their exaggerations as the rise of The Carrie Nations is told via fast-cut montages. Also featured is the psychedelic band The Strawberry Alarm Clock.

Everything on view is artificial, a parody of youth culture and hollow movie glamour. The bad taste finds expression in crass sex dialogue, and even a holocaust joke, purposely pursuing a sub-Warhol trash aesthetic. The dance floors are jammed with "beautiful people" seeking instant ecstasy. Characters don't converse but instead shout declarations of love or desire. Critic John Simon credited Roger Ebert with an uncanny ear for bad dialogue. The film's most quoted line belongs to Z-Man: "This is my happening and it freaks me out!"

The film's initial X rating was applied not for nudity or sex scenes, but for graphic violence, including a decapitation by sword. One reviewer stated, "The last sequence - a rampage of murders by a crazed hermaphrodite - goes past trash into obscenity," and asked, "If this is what 20th Century-Fox needs to save itself, why bother?" Despite industry resentment, Meyer's show made money, making back 10 times what it cost.

Although Russ Meyer had a multi-picture deal with Fox, he made only one more studio film, a relatively tame courtroom drama about an obscenity case called The Seven Minutes (1971). He instead returned to independent filmmaking, and after a couple of explicit pictures, reverted to his softer formula combining comedy and topless beauties. His Supervixens (1975) became his biggest independent hit. Beyond the Valley of the Dolls was set aside by the studio but revived on home video. As a cult item, it has been the focus of several cast reunions, some of them accompanied by a proud director.

A screening at the French Lumiere Festival in 2017 was hosted by Quentin Tarantino. He described the picture as Fox's bizarre attempt to take erotic cinema mainstream. "When it actually became a hit," Tarantino said, "They were horribly embarrassed by that."

By Glenn Erickson
Beyond The Valley Of The Dolls

Beyond the Valley of the Dolls

The Hollywood studio system all but imploded in 1969. The shrinking movie-going audience rejected expensive musicals yet made the tiny counterculture film Easy Rider into a major hit. Drowning in red ink, studios fired executives, sold their back lots and put their props and costumes up for auction. As observer William Bayer noted, the panic to connect with the youth audience was so great that picture deals were being handed out to 'longhairs wearing sandals.' Twentieth Century-Fox put two X-rated movies into the works. The first was an adaptation of Myra Breckinridge, Gore Vidal's satire about a sex-change operation, while the second project was made by nudie film director Russ Meyer, an outsider to the studio system. A WWII combat cameraman, Meyer had pioneered nude girlie photography in the 1950s, before first making waves with the softcore 'nudie cutie' film The Immoral Mr. Teas (1959). At 48 years old, Meyer was hardly part of the youth rebellion, but his adults-only feature Vixen!, (1968) had recently become a breakout college hit that was promoted by young critic Roger Ebert. A radical choice by any estimation, Russ Meyer hired his critic/fan Roger Ebert to help him write the wildest possible screenplay about Hollywood excess. Their Beyond the Valley of the Dolls (1970) hijacks the title of Jacqueline Susann's 1967 Fox hit but is not a sequel. Interview magazine responded with a warning, "Don't kid yourself, 20th has entered into the porno business." Susann sued, but the only change made was the addition of a disclaimer title card. Screenwriter Roger Ebert would later say, "The only way to judge good smut, is by its ability to get the job done." Beyond the Valley of the Dolls is a self-conscious satire of trashy filmmaking, a noisy, outrageous assault on good taste. Ebert's story brings an all-female rock band called The Carrie Nations (Dolly Read, Cynthia Myers & Marcia McBroom) to the bedrooms of Hollywood. The women find new lovers at a series of wild parties thrown by the bizarre rock promoter Ronnie Barzell, who calls himself 'Z-Man' (John LaZar). Pulpy subplots proliferate. One newcomer enters into a lesbian love affair, and the band's manager pairs up with a porn star (Edy Williams, Russ Meyer's wife). The party scenes are jammed with oddly-dressed older people and curious cross dressers. An innocent student, a pretty boy gigolo (Michael Blodgett) and other oversexed characters bring the soap opera intrigues and jealousies to a boil, until drug-induced madness drives Z-Man to commit a series of murders on a Manson-esque level of grotesquery. The level of sex is R-rated, featuring Meyer's concentration on topless females. His favored actress Haji (real name: Barbara Catton) wanders nude through the party scene, painted solid black. Meyer's editing enforces a brisk pace; nothing is allowed to linger. Ebert and Meyer revel in their exaggerations as the rise of The Carrie Nations is told via fast-cut montages. Also featured is the psychedelic band The Strawberry Alarm Clock. Everything on view is artificial, a parody of youth culture and hollow movie glamour. The bad taste finds expression in crass sex dialogue, and even a holocaust joke, purposely pursuing a sub-Warhol trash aesthetic. The dance floors are jammed with "beautiful people" seeking instant ecstasy. Characters don't converse but instead shout declarations of love or desire. Critic John Simon credited Roger Ebert with an uncanny ear for bad dialogue. The film's most quoted line belongs to Z-Man: "This is my happening and it freaks me out!" The film's initial X rating was applied not for nudity or sex scenes, but for graphic violence, including a decapitation by sword. One reviewer stated, "The last sequence - a rampage of murders by a crazed hermaphrodite - goes past trash into obscenity," and asked, "If this is what 20th Century-Fox needs to save itself, why bother?" Despite industry resentment, Meyer's show made money, making back 10 times what it cost. Although Russ Meyer had a multi-picture deal with Fox, he made only one more studio film, a relatively tame courtroom drama about an obscenity case called The Seven Minutes (1971). He instead returned to independent filmmaking, and after a couple of explicit pictures, reverted to his softer formula combining comedy and topless beauties. His Supervixens (1975) became his biggest independent hit. Beyond the Valley of the Dolls was set aside by the studio but revived on home video. As a cult item, it has been the focus of several cast reunions, some of them accompanied by a proud director. A screening at the French Lumiere Festival in 2017 was hosted by Quentin Tarantino. He described the picture as Fox's bizarre attempt to take erotic cinema mainstream. "When it actually became a hit," Tarantino said, "They were horribly embarrassed by that." By Glenn Erickson

Russ Meyer, 1922-2004


Russ Meyer, the filmmaker whom many historians credit for creating the soft-porn industry with such self-descriptive titles as The Immoral Mr. Teas, Vixen, and of course, the cult classic of the genre, Faster Pussycat, Kill, Kill, died on September 18 in his Hollywood Hills of complications from pneumonia. He was 82.

Born Russell Albion Meyer on March 21, 2004 in Oakland, California, his father was a policeman and mother a nurse. It was the latter that lent young Rusty the money to purchase an 8-millimeter Univex picture-taking machine when he was 12. Quickly he was making films around the neighborhood and won his first prize by the time he was 15. When World War II came around, he was sent to Europe as a newsreel cameraman. After the war, he became a professional photographer, working on studio sets, producing stills on such films as Guys and Dolls and Giant. He eventually found himself doing glamour shots of beautiful models, and would then find fame as one of Hugh Hefner's chief photographers for Playboy magazine.

Sensing that the same audience who was receptive to Playboy would also be receptive to a "nudie" flick, Meyer made his film debut with The Immoral Mr. Teas (1959). Shot as a silent on a miniscule budget of only $24,000, the financial windfall of this soft-core sex film astounded the movie industry, garnering over $1 million. The key to Meyer's success was to walk the fine line between sexual baiting and obscenity. The plot - a man subjected to a powerful anesthetic discovers that he can see through the clothes of every woman who walks by him - was titillating without being too graphic (there is never any physical contact between the players), and Meyer cleverly worked himself around the local film censors while still appealing to his mostly male audience.

Meyer kept the streak coming with such films as Erotica (1961), Wild Gals of the Naked West (1962), and Europe in the Raw (1963), but these were still soft core teasers that concentrated more on voyeurism, than anything more intimate. That changed with the release of the notorious Faster Pussycat, Kill, Kill (1965), where there was a healthy dose of foreplay, leather, blood, carnage, and big-breasted gals for the filmgoers. He kept the fever pitch up with the equally raunchy Motor Psycho (1965), and Mondo Topless (1966). Although his films were relegated to drive-ins, arthouses and adult theaters, many of these viewers came back for more screenings, and Meyer was seeing a healthy profit being turned on his productions.

The film that would eventually break him out of the underground was Vixen (1968). The title character was essentially a nymphomaniac who would sleep with anybody - including her own brother! The film had purists in a lather, which is just what Meyer - ever the self-promotor - wanted. The film was an astounding hit. The entire production cost merely $76,000 dollars, yet earned over $6 million. 20th Century Fox, in deep financial trouble, wanted to cash in on the sudden rash of X-rated films and signed Meyer to direct his first big-studio picture. The film, Beyond the Valley of the Dolls (1970), an in-name only sequel to Valley of the Dolls (1967), was a smash. The screenplay, written by film critic Roger Ebert, dealt with the lives of three young ladies who were determined to make it as a rock band at any cost! It was well-received as a fairly sharp parody of its predecessor and holding more than its share of campy laughs. His next film, the "serious", The Seven Minutes (1971), based on the best-selling novel by Irving Wallace about a pornography trial, was a critical and commercial flop, and it quickly ended his career in big-budget pictures.

By the mid-'70s, Meyer returned to the skin game with such titles as Supervixens (1975), Up! (1976), and his final film Beneath the Valley of the Ultra-Vixens (1979). With the advent of hard-core pornography (Meyer's films were teasing but never explicit) and the demise of drive-ins, Meyer found himself out of fashion in the adult film industry. By the '80s, he was something of a recluse, although he continued to make money with the success of his films on VHS, and eventually DVD.

Toward the end of his life, Meyer saw much appreciation for his work on numerous levels: he was offered a cameo role as a video camera salesman in John Landis' (a longtime fan of Meyer) Amazon Women on the Moon (1987); respect from mainstream film critics, various film festivals honoring his work; teachings on his films offered in modern culture courses at such respectable modern institutions as Yale and Harvard; and the open sincerity of noted directors like Landis and John Waters, who claim that Meyer is a great influence on their own work. In 1992, Meyer published his three-volume autobiography, A Clean Breast: The Life and Loves of Russ Meyer. Meyer was single at the time of his death and he left no survivors.

by Michael T. Toole

Russ Meyer, 1922-2004

Russ Meyer, the filmmaker whom many historians credit for creating the soft-porn industry with such self-descriptive titles as The Immoral Mr. Teas, Vixen, and of course, the cult classic of the genre, Faster Pussycat, Kill, Kill, died on September 18 in his Hollywood Hills of complications from pneumonia. He was 82. Born Russell Albion Meyer on March 21, 2004 in Oakland, California, his father was a policeman and mother a nurse. It was the latter that lent young Rusty the money to purchase an 8-millimeter Univex picture-taking machine when he was 12. Quickly he was making films around the neighborhood and won his first prize by the time he was 15. When World War II came around, he was sent to Europe as a newsreel cameraman. After the war, he became a professional photographer, working on studio sets, producing stills on such films as Guys and Dolls and Giant. He eventually found himself doing glamour shots of beautiful models, and would then find fame as one of Hugh Hefner's chief photographers for Playboy magazine. Sensing that the same audience who was receptive to Playboy would also be receptive to a "nudie" flick, Meyer made his film debut with The Immoral Mr. Teas (1959). Shot as a silent on a miniscule budget of only $24,000, the financial windfall of this soft-core sex film astounded the movie industry, garnering over $1 million. The key to Meyer's success was to walk the fine line between sexual baiting and obscenity. The plot - a man subjected to a powerful anesthetic discovers that he can see through the clothes of every woman who walks by him - was titillating without being too graphic (there is never any physical contact between the players), and Meyer cleverly worked himself around the local film censors while still appealing to his mostly male audience. Meyer kept the streak coming with such films as Erotica (1961), Wild Gals of the Naked West (1962), and Europe in the Raw (1963), but these were still soft core teasers that concentrated more on voyeurism, than anything more intimate. That changed with the release of the notorious Faster Pussycat, Kill, Kill (1965), where there was a healthy dose of foreplay, leather, blood, carnage, and big-breasted gals for the filmgoers. He kept the fever pitch up with the equally raunchy Motor Psycho (1965), and Mondo Topless (1966). Although his films were relegated to drive-ins, arthouses and adult theaters, many of these viewers came back for more screenings, and Meyer was seeing a healthy profit being turned on his productions. The film that would eventually break him out of the underground was Vixen (1968). The title character was essentially a nymphomaniac who would sleep with anybody - including her own brother! The film had purists in a lather, which is just what Meyer - ever the self-promotor - wanted. The film was an astounding hit. The entire production cost merely $76,000 dollars, yet earned over $6 million. 20th Century Fox, in deep financial trouble, wanted to cash in on the sudden rash of X-rated films and signed Meyer to direct his first big-studio picture. The film, Beyond the Valley of the Dolls (1970), an in-name only sequel to Valley of the Dolls (1967), was a smash. The screenplay, written by film critic Roger Ebert, dealt with the lives of three young ladies who were determined to make it as a rock band at any cost! It was well-received as a fairly sharp parody of its predecessor and holding more than its share of campy laughs. His next film, the "serious", The Seven Minutes (1971), based on the best-selling novel by Irving Wallace about a pornography trial, was a critical and commercial flop, and it quickly ended his career in big-budget pictures. By the mid-'70s, Meyer returned to the skin game with such titles as Supervixens (1975), Up! (1976), and his final film Beneath the Valley of the Ultra-Vixens (1979). With the advent of hard-core pornography (Meyer's films were teasing but never explicit) and the demise of drive-ins, Meyer found himself out of fashion in the adult film industry. By the '80s, he was something of a recluse, although he continued to make money with the success of his films on VHS, and eventually DVD. Toward the end of his life, Meyer saw much appreciation for his work on numerous levels: he was offered a cameo role as a video camera salesman in John Landis' (a longtime fan of Meyer) Amazon Women on the Moon (1987); respect from mainstream film critics, various film festivals honoring his work; teachings on his films offered in modern culture courses at such respectable modern institutions as Yale and Harvard; and the open sincerity of noted directors like Landis and John Waters, who claim that Meyer is a great influence on their own work. In 1992, Meyer published his three-volume autobiography, A Clean Breast: The Life and Loves of Russ Meyer. Meyer was single at the time of his death and he left no survivors. by Michael T. Toole

Quotes

When does ANY party start? When you get there!
- Kelly
This is my happening and it freaks me out!
- Ronnie (Z-Man) Barzell
There's juice freaks, and pill freaks, and then everybody's a freak! What you need is grass or a downer or something
- Casey Anderson
In a scene like this you get a contact-high!
- Kelly MacNamara
Don't bogart the joint!
- Petronella Danforth

Trivia

Originally intended as a sequel to Valley of the Dolls (1967) but written instead as a pastiche of it, the studio insisted on the disclaimer at the beginning distancing it from the earlier movie.

The ending was not in the script. Roger Ebert and Russ Meyer came up with the idea on the day of shooting.

In the original script, the Susan Lake and Baxter Wolfe characters were called Anne Welles and Lyon Burke.

The character of Ronnie "Z-Man" Barzell was based loosely on legendary record producer Phil Spector. While neither Meyer nor Ebert had ever met Spector, they were told by acquaintances of his that they'd caught his essence very well.

Miscellaneous Notes

Released in United States June 1970

Released in United States October 7, 1989

Released in United States Winter January 1, 1970

Re-released in United States November 22, 2002

Shown at Mill Valley Film Festival October 7, 1989.

2002 re-release is a newly restored 35mm print.

Released in United States Winter January 1, 1970

Released in United States June 1970

Released in United States October 7, 1989 (Shown at Mill Valley Film Festival October 7, 1989.)

Re-released in United States November 22, 2002 (Film Forum; New York City)