7 Faces, 7 Appetites, 7 Times the Action... in the Body of One Woman. Enter Sylvia, one of the more endearingly off-kilter efforts to emerge from the New York grindhouse scene and a film with such unique and unpredictable attributes that its status as a sex film seems to be the least conspicuous of its virtues. A whacking feature that sees itself as a cutting-edge psychodrama and exploitation movie with unsolicited intellectual and artistic aspirations, Sylvia manifests much of the best of the psychotronic spirit.

In essence a hardcore redaction of Flora Schreiber's schizophrenia potboiler "Sybil," Sylvia concerns the sexual exploits of a religiously repressed woman who finds erotic relief through a series of hot-blooded alter egos.