Never take sandwiches from strangers — this seems to be the moral of Seduction of the Innocents, for this is precisely how the protagonist-narrator starts to go wrong: she accepts half a baloney sandwich from a weirdo on the street. "I was kind of embarrassed when he lifted up my skirt," she tells us, but the stranger doesn’t stop there...
Neither does this splendid little tale of the journey from innocence to experience. The actress who plays the innocent girl is perfect for the role, and her portrayal of budding womanhood is guaranteed to leave you moist around the gills.
Even her voice is perfect, with a little catch and stammer in it, as she empties her heart to us and we watch her sensual initiation. "I was so proud of my training bra," she tells us with a stifled sob, as her music teacher cuts it off with a carpet knife. Then, as her excitement rises, she describes her erect nipples as "feeling like two hardons" poking out of her tiny breasts. It is just this mixture of child-like simplicity and adult savvy that makes for the poetry of the narration, and provides so provocative a commentary on the almost torturously erotic visuals.
By the time our virgin is finally deflowered, the sexual intensity of the movie has become damn near unbearable. This one is bound to get a rise out of even the most jaded hardcore aficionados. It went toot sweet into the Deviate’s permanent collect.
(P.S. Frederic Wertham is nowhere to be found.)
— Don the Deviate, America Moralia