I’m not sure how one talks about a Doris Wishman film – they must be seen to be believed. The only woman who worked full-time in the sexploitation genre of the ’50s, ‘60s and ‘70s, Wishman created an oeuvre all her own, not that anyone else would even want it. Films can never be made this bad on purpose – it can only come naturally. But I love Doris’ films, flaws and all. Two of her most popular and best (?) films were made back to back, starring the disturbingly stacked Chesty Morgan, who boasted a 73-inch bust. In this one she plays a spy who must bring down a heroin cartel using a hidden camera implanted in her left (or was it right) breast. Yes, you read that correctly.