In my last review, I gave an example of a certain cinematic horror (The Asylum studio, to be exact.) In my newest review, I sample a new kind of cinematic horror. Can you guess what it is? Here’s a hint: late ’60s / early ’70s sexploitation. You got it – movies produced by Harry Novak. In this case, we have a movie that aimed to be (but almost completely failed) to be a classier than usual production: The Secret Sex Lives Of Romeo And Juliet. Let’s just say that Shakespeare is probably rolling in his grave.