Apparently so in this exploitation flick from the good old 1980s. You can't help, but feel sorry for the sweet and sugary Elizabeth who gets wrongly convicted for her seedy boyfriend's job of hiding his drugs in her luggage at the airport .

As soon as the cuffs are snapped on and the jail guard snaps on a pair of latex gloves, you know where this is heading - survival in jail. There's plenty of fighting (of course) and more injustices than you can shake a stick at. Poor Elizabeth is victimized at first, but finally stands her ground.

The film is full of stereotypical prison inmates, but Jill St. John stands out as the prison warden. She's so evil and conniving that it's a treat when everything backfires on her and she ends up locked in jail with the rest of the prisoners. Her nipples will undoubtedly be a popular sight from there on in with the other inmates in her cell block.

The climactic finale obviously has a lot of explosive and violent fighting with Elizabeth struggling through it all. She has such a wild and deep determination for justice that you can't help, but root for her and hope she succeeds. She's a survivor and proves it so.

I recommend this movie, but only if you're into prison exploitation flicks where boobies are a plentiful sight of the day. Warden Fletcher going to jail herself to become another federal inmate was a major treat - too bad a sequel hadn't been made of that! She'd be "Top Dog" for sure and with the most popular boobs in the penitentiary.

"The Concrete Jungle" doesn't offer anything you haven't seen before, but it's still an absorbing, fairly well-made & acted little Women-In-Prison drama. What the fans of this sub-genre need to know is that the filmmakers have taken a mostly serious-minded approach here, at least until the last 10 minutes when a massive fight that breaks out in the prison yard turns into a mudbath! Most of the time, though, the film simply chronicles, in a straightforward manner, the daily struggle for survival of a 100% innocent woman who tries to adapt to the harsh prison life. Tracey Bregman's sweet, innocent-looking face is perfect for the part, and she is surrounded by actresses who mostly manage, in a short amount of time, to build their own characters. The standout for me was June Barret as the bad girl Icy, who is both strong and insecure. (**)

You think, cause it's a true story, this won't be like those other sexploitation women's prison flicks. You very well know, where the guards and staff are as corrupt as the ones doing time, where there's hardly a good soul in the house. This movie starts off, giving a false impression, as if it's to be different, of good quality, but soon, when our little patsy is convicted, and we hear those bar doors slam shut, we fall back into the same path of sleaze, this prison infested with bad eggs. But we already know this, judging by the cover, what have you. Not surprisingly a few stars from Chained Heat return in this. Young and Restless star, cutie pie, Bregman, a woman who's got class, is set up unknowingly, when bags of snort are found in her ski's. Now her real nightmare begins in the cold confines of those four walls, where we meet some more nasty pasties, and we've got to have a queen b..ch here, that replaces Danning. Her name here is Margo, but this one's really evil, and if you cross her, you pay. One drug dependant woman, threatening to blab on her, ends up a statistic, shot up from air in a needle, and we know what that means. We again have many similarities here, as compared to Heat, like lesbianism, evil female governors, horny corrupt guards, and an investigating and sympathetic warden, determined to get to the bottom of this corrupt filled prison, and no surprise, it's again played by Nita Talbot, her character very much like the one in Heat, but I think here, she's a more stronger force. Now the sexy Bregman is an idiot. Why must you ask? Cause she's protecting her scum boyfriend, (Peter Brown) who has the balls to come in and visit her, saying he was doing it for him and her, to build a new life. Bologne, the drugs we're stashed in her ski's. So for the whole movie, she keeps her mouth, until she can't no longer, in light of all the madness around her. Talbot makes a deal with, an exchange, and she then walks out those gates, a free woman, until she's a blip in the distance, played against a great 70's song. If a fan of these film's, you'll enjoy this as much as the others. Performance wise, everyone holds their own, Bregman, strong, proving she can carry a movie, while Jill St John excels with a real nasty piece of acting as a female governor, better than Stella Stevens in CH.