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A teenage vigilante seeks revenge on a group of violent thugs who raped her handicapped sister and murdered her best friend.
Regan MacNeil hell bent on revenge after her sister is savagely attacked by a gang of ruthless hoodlums. Curfew. The Scars. Street walkin'. Pussycat theatre. Spanish Fly. The silent sister. Strip search. Girls read Playgirl? Grand Theft Auto. Principal Wormer. Gym class. Dick grab. Cheerleaders. Steamy showers. Locker room chit-chat. Cat fight. Gang bang. House band. Bar brawl. Awesome fuckin' poetry. Sex-ed. Mismatched socks. Free fallin'. The way Jake and Fargo touch each other. Bedside confession. Tits in the tub. Switchblade. Boobie traps. Crossbow. Hit and run. Flesh and arrow. Pursuit. Paint. Flames. Stop, Drop, Roll. Righting a wrong. The soundtrack featuring John fuckin' Farnham is fuckin' 80's orgasmically fantastic. Linda Blair is perfect as the grieving sister turned badass…
Believe the trailer and you'll expect wall-to-wall primo vigilante justice, and while there's a little of that (maybe ten minutes total?) you'd be hard-pressed (or maybe just hard-up, if you know what I mean) to register anything like disappointment at the bounty of alternative pleasures you do receive: Linda Blair playing the toughest teenaged girl in the world (and not pulling it off), a dude wearing a razor blade for an earring (and totally pulling it off), the most gratuitous (and grossly misplaced) nudity in the history of awkward cinematic titties, over-the-top depictions of typical teen shenanigans like grand theft auto, gang rape, and murder-by-crossbowing-an-arrow-into-a-dude's-fucking-dick... The list is endless, and frankly unsatisfactory as an explanation of what makes Savage Streets…
Revenge movies always leave me cold. The suggestion that there is justice in revenge bothers me deeply, and rape-revenge movies are especially problematic. If that weren't the core of this film, I'd love it. It has a ridiculously eighties soundtrack, over-the-top performances, and a fucking crossbow. But it even ends with the characters baldly proclaiming everything was "made right" by Blair's murderous rampage. It's both appalling and stupid.
By all accounts this is a terrible movie. It's also terribly entertaining. I'm not sure that the makers of this movie were in on the joke (though I have my hunches), but I'm not interested in categorizing my enjoyment anyway. It's a fun, campy, revenge exploitation flick where the characters go to a high school where they can smoke and swear, but only get in trouble when they tear a girl's shirt off. But that's okay because the girls are all taking theirs shirts off all the time.
Also, crossbows. They're great. But why did Chewbacca have one that shot lasers? That seems illogical to me.
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Say what you want about Brenda's less than responsible leadership of the girl gang or her ominous hankering for that crossbow before anything bad has even happened, but her ability to stylishly accessorize for revenge is unsurpassed. I'd like to see Bronson do all that bloodletting in high-heeled boots! And speaking of Bronson, Savage Streets certainly plumbs similarly uncomfortable depths of sexual violence as the first two Death Wish films with Brenda's poor sister being little more than the ragdoll like catalyst for Brenda's rampage.
As textbook exploitation Savage Streets delivers plenty of violence, some insane dialogue, more than a few questionable performances and a gang of…
One of the reasons I don't have any tattoos is because I can't think of a defining image I to permanently place on my body. After tonight, the decision has been made: John Vernon's face as he tells a 35-year-old razor blade-earred punk to "go fuck an iceberg."
Expected this to be a fairly boring film that manages to stretch a 20-30 minute short film into a feature film by any means necessary. Well, it sort of is, but somehow it works anyway. Gratuitous nudity, loud synth music that would fit more in a sports movie, dialogue that is ridiculous, Over-the.top characters & finally a killer-babe with a crossbow. What is not to like? This has got to be a favourite of Tarantino's.
Wow, Linda Blair is so badass in this.
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Yet another movie where you'll feel like you need a bath afterwards. Savage Streets lurches awkwardly from repulsive to cheesy to hysterical, until the grand finale where Linda Blair dons a tight black leather outfit and wields a deadly crossbow. Yup, it's that kind of flick.
Savage Streets is a super-lame, cheesecake, revenge flick with Linda Blair as the leader of a group of tough, high-school bad girls. Considering all of the actresses look to be about 25 years-old and are madeup and dressed so tackily they look about 35, the fact that they play high school seniors should give you a clue to this movie's ineptitude. Anyway, Blair is a tough as nails bitch who has a soft spot…
Where's the pussy? Huh?
CLASS OF 1984 ohne Eier aber umso größeren Brüsten. Und so 80er waren nichtmal die 80er.
A tale of a teenage vigilante named Brenda. She has a deaf-mute sister named Heather. Brenda doesn't want nobody messing with her little sister. So what does she do? She steals a car belonging to a teen gang named The Scars, run around the boulevard in the convertible with Heather and her friends and fill the car with garbage. All because they honk the horn at Heather and she fell in front of their car. Sounds like I'm blaming Heather's fate on Brenda's dumb choices but it really doesn't matter. All of it is set up for the most vicious rape scene ever against a disabled person. Linnea Quigley is the best thing here. You really feel for her.Then there's…
Not quiet a vigilante movie as I was expecting movie but not bad because of that.
Great soundtrack and good characters...
Good clean rape-revenge fun
I can't give this film a positive rating, as it is too politically incoherent and exploitative to achieve any of the feminist principles it aims for--I mean, come on, you can't intercut a rape scene with a topless shower fight and expect to have anything meaningful to say.
But it does have a lot of energy. And many of the hangout scenes are fun if you ignore how artificial they are. Plus, the villains are so over-the-top.
Savage Streets tries to be a teensploitation film and a rape-revenge film, but you need to privilege one over the other. You can't showcase and glorify countless amounts of topless teenagers (no one wears a bra) and then expect your pseudo-feminist angles to carry any weight.
My favorite line is when Linda Blair says something along the lines of "I wish a man would marry me so I could leave this town."
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