The Ribald Tales Of Canterbury -1985- -classic- -

“Right, you sinful lot!” Harry shouts, wiping ale from his beard. “The rules are simple. Tell a tale. Make it funny. Make it filthy. And if you can’t make ’em laugh… make ’em blush!”

And we do. We get it.

The film’s reputation, however, rests entirely on the second tale: “The Wife of Bath’s Remedy.” The Wife herself, played by the magnificent Dusty “Red Velvet” Caine (a veteran of over forty “nunsploitation” films), is a force of nature. She is not merely sexual; she is tactical. Her story is a long, rambling, outrageously lewd monologue about her five husbands, intercut with flashbacks that look like they were filmed in someone’s shag-carpeted living room. In one scene, she explains the “secret virtue” of a particular herb while a chubby, confused actor dressed as a monk tries to look aroused. In another, she defeats a suitor in a wrestling match that ends with him declaring, “By Saint Radegund, woman, you have broken my spirit and my coccyx!” The Ribald Tales Of Canterbury -1985- -Classic-