Caged Fury — So Bad It's Bad

I had high hopes for "Caged Fury," a 1989 bimbos-behind-bars flick, because it stars the immortal Erik Estrada.

Nope. This flick stinks.

They said it didn't exist — the movie so bad even I can't take it.

I have endured "Manos: Hands of Fate." I made it through "Deathstalker IV and V." I even emerged from an extended study of "The Incredibly Strange People Who Stopped Living and Became Mixed-Up Zombies" able and willing to write amusingly about it.

But "Caged Fury" is just Pure-D Dookie. No coils.

PS: Eighty-eight breasts.