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INVASION OF THE BEE GIRLS
Rating: 
USA. 1972.
Director – Denis Sanders, Screenplay – Nicholas Meyer, Photography – Gary Graver, Music – Charles Bernstein, Special Effects – Joe Lombardi, Art Direction – Elayne Cedar. Production Company – Sequoia Pictures.
Cast:
William Smith (Neil Agar), Anitra Ford (Dr Susan Harris), Victoria Vetri (Julie Zorn), Cliff Osmond (Captain Jim Peters), Ben Hammer (Dr Herb Klein), Anna Aries (Nora Klein), Sid Kaiser (Dr Stan Williams), Katie A. Saylor (Gretchen Grutowski), Wright King (Dr Murger), Beverly Powers (Harriet Williams)
Plot: Police officials in the Northern California town of Peckham are baffled by a series of killings of men who have all been found exhausted in the act of sexual intercourse. A state investigator finds that women at a nearby laboratory are using a radiation-mutated bee serum to turn themselves into bee creatures and are being driven to kill men through sex.
The 1970s offered a big fad of films in which Nature turned against humanity. The progenitor of these was Hitchcock’s The Birds (1963) and this was followed by the likes of The Hellstrom Chronicle (1971), Willard (1971), Frogs (1972), Night of the Lepus (1972), Phase IV (1974), Squirm (1976), Kingdom of the Spiders (1977) and The Swarm (1978). All of these featured society at siege from various aspects of nature. Invasion of the Bee Girls is clearly a wannabe in the Nature’s Revenge cycle but plainly doesn’t have the budget to afford these film’s visions of apocalyptic onslaught. And so it cheerfully cuts its costs by coming up with a story of women turned into killer bees. In fact it is so economically effective at creating a zero budget threat that it gets away with barely even showing a single bee throughout. And unlike what would’ve been mandatory for a monster movie in the 1980s and 90s, we never even see anything of the women transforming into bee creatures other than their development of dark contact lenses.
Invasion of the Bee Girls is cheerfully an exploitation film. Every single member of the quite large female cast gets topless, for example. What sets it above any other exploitation film is its tongue-in-cheek cheerfulness. First there’s the outrageously silly premise – women injecting radiation-mutated bee venom to become queen bee creatures that exhaust the town’s menfolk in the heat of sexual passion. The script comes from Nicholas Meyer. Shortley after this Meyer published a novel called The Seven Per Cent Solution (1973), which became a bestseller and was made into a popular film in 1976. Meyer himself later embarked on a directorial career with the likes of Time After Time (1979), Star Trek II: The Wrath of Khan (1982), The Day After (1983), The Deceivers (1988) and Star Trek VI: The Undiscovered Country (1991). Meyer fills the script for Bee Girls with all sorts of witty lines – after a town hall meeting decides that the solution to the killings is sexual abstinence, a disgruntled scientist returns to his marital bed “Abstinence isn’t a new thing around here” to which his wife replies “If I knew it would kill you, I’d do it.”
On the other hand director Denis Sanders treats the whole exercise with more seriousness than Meyer clearly intended. Unlike Meyer, Sanders never went on to any subsequent fame but there are occasional moments that suggest that he might have been capable of something more. While his handling of actors is clearly amateurish, Sanders delivers scenes that fall between the cheesy and the lyrical – a lyrical hillside romp, parodying 1970s nudie movies, that turns into a bee attack; and Anitra Ford’s seduction of a scientist and slow undressing to classical music. The film’s finest moment, which hits a perfect note of apotheosis in exploitation movie poetry, is a scene where the bee women coat a topless women in honey and place her in a radiation machine, where she is entirely covered in bees to then emerge with dark eyes, whereupon all the women start caressing their breasts to the accompaniment of classical music.
Copyright Richard Scheib 2000
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