Todd Gaines’s review published on Letterboxd:
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 motherfuckin' vigilante. The Scars are some funny fucks. I think they love each other more than anything else. Linnea Quigley proves she is more than just a Scream Queen or tits on the screen as the deaf victim Heather. Almost the entire cast looks old as fuck but that makes it even better. Cult. Classic. Cheesy. Tons of fuckin' fun with a darkside that is pretty fuckin' graphic. Worthy of your attention if you dig the awesome fuckin' 80's.