Mercifully, Richard Harris is on hand to somewhat salvage this mess with a genuinely captivating performance. Tarzan beating up a tribe leader? By the Wachowski Brothers, later of The Matrix fame. His calibre as, you know, an actual actor allows him to revel in his cartoonishly extravagant role, recognising the pulpy nonsense nature of the Tarzan story and hamming it up to the nth degree, especially when he has to deliver corkers like: A film about Parker being a massive bastard across the world would have been a welcome alternative to what we were given; sadly, however, Harris has to sit there, face in his palms, as Derek wisps her way through line after merry line of vapid grot. If 50 SoG is going to have an impact on the sexual cultural landscape it has to be more than a marketing exercise. It has to be more than freaky hype. Ultimately, however, for all its myriad faults, the film was a hit at the box office, capitalising on the sexbomb status of Bo Derek; the critics, of course, hated it. At least she looks happy doing it. Tarzan, the Ape Man is terrible, right down to that irritating little comma in the title. Emmanuelle This was the first — and most infamous — of a long series of discreetly-shot, French soft-core films about the awakening of a suppressed, sexually-curious female Sylvia Kristel in various erotic locales. The film went on to be nominated for six Razzie awards, with the coveted Worst Actress going to Miss Derek herself, receiving it in a tie with Faye Dunaway for her outfuckingstanding performance as Joan Crawford in Mommie Dearest.