You guys fail to analyze what's behind Warren Oates' b-tchy, troublemaking, pubescent blonde daughter's behavior.
It's not that the daughter is racist against the black slave young men. True, she's been brought up being told that black people are inferior. Nonetheless, the point is, this little girl is entering young womanhood. Her hormones are activating her sexual desire and she's beginning to experience sexual lust.
Naturally, the often, semi-nude and barely clad, muscular black men are appealing to her very human female sexual nature. Despite skin color, we're all of the same homo sapien human species. The sight of the muscular, well-endowed black men are only sexually arousing the teenage blonde girl even more to the point of torture. She sadistically projects her sexual frustration on the unfortunate, hapless black slave males.
Her misfortune is to be born one-hundred and sixty years too early.
Now in the year 2009, a sexually-ravenous, young blonde woman like her would be free to sexually devour any number of black men that appealed to her fancy. And in this freer day and age, it's happened.
But ahhh...not all that glitters is gold.
I'm going to have to come back and tell you later the name of this particular movie, but I'll describe it now.
It's a forgotten, controversial movie that was little known even in its time back in circa 1972 to 1974, can't remember exact year.
It takes place in a small town in Kansas in 1956. A liberal-minded, attractive, 30-year high school teacher goes to her doctor to try to find the reason behind her frequentl sleeplessness, night sweats, and stirrings in her body. Her doctor later tells her, as discretely and euphemistically as possible in terms that only adults can understand. She's a virgin and the deprivation of sexual intercourse, orgasm, is what's causing her female anxiety.
Shortly thereafter, while alone in her classroom after school, she gets into some kind of heated argument with a handsome, young black man who's the school janitor. He's very young and was a recent high school graduate. He also has the sleek, no-fat, hard body of an athletic runner. To make a long story short, in the course of their heated discussion, he ends up raping her, although the rape scene is not shown. What happens next is unforeseen. She's experienced sexual intercourse for the first time in her life and her body has reacted like a starving/thirsty man given food and water. She's experienced sexual pleasure, gratification, and most likely an orgasm, even if it was against her will. Her starving female body cries out for more, like a drug addict. Instead of reporting him, she approaches him and arranges repeated sexual tyrsts in her classroom after school. She keeps a blanket handy so they can lay on the floor. The young, handsome black man is initially pleased to oblige her sexual needs. But it doesn't take long before he begins to perceive he's the one being sexually used, although the white teacher had always been polite and nice to him. He begins to feel like a black stud being used for sex by the white mistress. Ironically, he starts acting huffy and offended, and just like a woman who comes to think a man is using her only for sex, that's how he acts and becomes reluctant to meet her sexual needs any more and begins to act aloof. He's had his fun and has had enough of being a sex object.
Funny, huh? Moral is, no one seems to be happy when they get all their heart's desire of what they wanted.
Jeff, the movie you're describing is Good Luck, Miss Wyckoff. It is newer than your recollection, released in 1979. I enjoyed the movie, because I was a big, big fan of its star Anne Heywood. With her husband Raymond Stross she made a series of movies about controversial sexual subjects, including The Fox, a breakthrough D.H. Lawrence film about lesbianism, The Lady of Monza, the first of the nuns' exploitation movies that are extremely popular today, and even back in the '50s was starring in odd sexual subject matter films, like Floods of Fear, which was about frigidity. She did Love Under the Elms, an early example of the cougar genre, pairing her opposite of all people Mark Lester (Oliver! grown up). I recall that their dream project was The Second Coming of Christ, a film in which Christ would reappear on Earth in the form of a woman (Heywood)! Not surprisingly that one was never made.
My memory of Miss Wyckoff is that it was controversial because of rumors at the time (1979/1980) that a hardcore porn version existed, with Anne doing explicit sex scenes. During that period, when Caligula was released, there was a vogue of "crossover" films especially in Italy where filmmakers were crossing the line from softcore into hardcore, so these rumors were plausible. I am fairly certain that they were untrue, but given Anne's pioneering career arc, it is possible that they toyed with the idea. But the director is tv veteran Marvin Chomsky and the script is by venerated writer/producer Polly Platt (famous as the talented one in the original Bogdanovich marriage), so it is hard to imagine a hardcore porn film here.
"Three quarters of what is said here can be completely discounted as the raving of imbeciles" - Donald Wolfit in Blood of the Vampire (1958)