My grandpappy always told me the best way to sell an honest piece of crap is to tell your customer it's an honest piece of crap. And crap is basically what Tracey Adams, in her worst Sybil Danning, tries to warn the viewer of, as she flits in and out of her S.S. character, Warden Sheila.
If you've seen one women-in-prison opus, you've seen them all, and Sex Sluts In The Slammer makes its self-proclaimed feeble attempt of capturing the moment. The dialog stinks, the sets are squalid, voices are muffled, magic marker signs tell us where we're supposed to be, but apparently everyone has a good time with the brain-dead material -- something about a surprise inspection from Gov. Sasha Gabor whose own administrative budget is so paper thin his entourage is comprised of "invisible" Ninjas.
This well-aimed adult industry satire is pruposefully minded garbage. And good hot sex makes this Fantasy Home Video sleaze trial ballon a solid grade-A effort. Director John T. Bone is well on the way to making us forget Attack Of The Killer Tomatoes. It's a dirty job, but somebody has to do it. Funny and sexy with hot packaging.