I Don’t Think We’re In Kansas Anymore…
By Amasake | March 14, 2008
Let the Punishment Fit the Child
Three Stars
I treat myself to a spanking movie a day, pretty much. There’s so much good stuff available now, I’m like a kid in a candy store! My natural inclination is towards realistic, even amateur, content, but lately I’ve been itching to mix things up a little. This 20-minute black & white film by Bleu Productions — billed as a surrealist spanking film, a la Brunuel’s “Un Chien Andalou” — caught my attention. Surrealist spanking?
Gotta admit, I’d never heard of “Un Chien Andalou” — and I’ve always kinda thought of myself as a film buff, doh. Turns out it’s only the most famous surrealist film, like, ever. Salvador Dali worked on it! Very easy to track down on youtube, as well. It’s only, like, 15 minutes long and will blow your mind.
Seriously! Within the first 60 seconds, a woman’s eye gets sliced with a razor blade and all the goo squishes out, in ghastly close-up. It’s also one of the earliest movies (1929) to depict a man fondling a woman’s naked breasts. Come to think, Un Chien Andalou has more nudity than Let the Punishment Fit the Child, which has none.
However, Let the Punishment Fit the Child has spanking! It also has some of the weirdest, most evocative imagery I’ve ever seen in adult movies. I can’t really say I was aroused, but I was certainly affected viscerally by the eerie, mother/daughter (virgin/whore?) eroticism. This movie is dream-like, nightmarish, compelling, disturbing… and, oddly, rather sexy. I wasn’t wetting my panties, but I was certainly tingling all over. 
The action begins with an eye peeking thru a keyhole, and then we are shown slow, sensual, isolated shots of lace, long fingernails, mascara being applied to an eye, a long leg in black-seamed stockings, eyelash curling, garters, lipstick… A manicured hand arranging a bra cup, a slender foot slipping into a feathered mule slipper… Tinkling piano music accompanies the montage, nursery-rhymish at times, and then turns ominous as we get a glimpse of an androgynous presence.
At first it looks like maybe a guy because of the starched white shirt & cropped hair. But it’s a uniformed schoolgirl, lighting candles before what appears to be an alter of baby dolls. Really creepy baby dolls. Some with messed up faces, others in bondage gear… The sound of breathing accompanies the music, and seems to build as the tension grows.
Suddenly, we see the glamorous woman’s face in her hand mirror — she sees the schoolgirl’s legs peeking out from under her bed. Great shot of GlamLady’s peep-toed high heels next to SchoolGirl’s patent leather mary janes & white anklets! GlamLady drags her out by her legs, stands over her sternly as the scene fades out and then fades in on the doll alter, and at this point I really had to just surrender logic & let the movie work its magic on me.
Here the notes I made:
Dolls.
Lipstick on dolls.
These dolls are freaking me out.
Ew! She’s making out with the dolls!
Squish its head!
Oh man, scary dolls!
You get the picture.
The spooky doll images are woven into a trippy sequence where GlamLady hides a hairbrush behind her back, regarding SchoolGirl on the floor. She sits at a vanity table, and the girl creeps up to lightly brush her silky hair. She seems angered that SchoolGirl wants to brush her own hair, too, and after another bizarre doll interlude, GlamLady gets down to business.
The spanking scene is at once disconcerting and titillating. SchoolGirl’s ass is magnificent, displayed most admirably in white cotton briefs. GlamLady is a cold, emotionless beauty; she purposefully pulls SchoolGirl over her lap, flips up her skirt, and brings hairbrush down again & again & again. Views of sweet, tight fanny are interrupted by jarring shots of twisted doll limbs and vacant doll eyes being torn outta burned doll skulls… You really have to see it to believe it.
While there’s a lot going on in this movie, I missed one thing: sound. The music does a great job conveying mood, but I was a little surprised to discover that I don’t get as turned on watching spanking if I can’t hear the smacks landing. Is that weird? This soundtrack, instead, gives us drum beats to go with the blows — and while that works artistically, I still miss the natural percussion of a sound spanking.
The spanking continues, grows to a crescendo as the sound of muffled voices & wicked music peaks and then fades into a human heartbeat. Long dark fingernails scrape against SchoolGirl’s well-filled panties, pulling them down, caressing the silky skin… Gentle lullaby music swells, and GlamLady pats a big, fluffy powder puff in talc, and softly smooths it over SchoolGirl’s bare bottom.
GlamLady pulls the panties back up, and then — SchoolGirl still over her knee– she draws a Lucky Strike cigarette and has herself a sensuous smoke. The scene fades and once again we see the eye thru a keyhole, and some final creepy images of fire, dolls, eyes and sex, as a baby cries & ghostly voices wail. A gloved hand locks the door, puts this eldritch reverie to rest… FIN!
What to make of this peculiar spanking movie? Well, the English major in me wants to talk about how GlamLady & SchoolGirl could represent the same woman at different times in her life. Maybe the older, experienced GlamLady is spanking her younger self so that she never becomes the vain, whorish person people view her as..?
The spanking lover in me, however, is happy to recommend this film for its novelty, it’s creativity and it’s strange, hypnotic vibe. Like nothing you’ve ever seen before — definitely worth checking out!
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