Maybe so. But a quarter-century later, the genre stuff in Caged Heat prevails mightily over the Demme deconstuction of the genre. Comely damsels in jail being strip-searched and showering so that the audience can peep at tits and ass -- that's what the movie is about. Still, Caged Heat is definitely entertaining in a trashy way, because Demme, years before The Silence of the Lambs, is a talented filmmaker, Tak Fujimoto is a top-line cinematographer, and there's an energetic soundtrack by ex-Velvet Undergrounder John Cale. Also, there's an unusually fine ensemble of incarcerated hussies, including rough-and-ready blaxploitation actress Juanita Brown and, my absolute favorite, the ever-disrobing blonde starlet (where is she today?) Rainbeaux Smith.