VICIOUS
(1988). A bored suburban teenager (Tamblyn Lord) inadvertently gets involved
with a gang of sadists lead by Craig Pearce, a psychopath who could give
David Hess’ Krug Stillo a run for his money. He accidentally tips the gang
off to their next robbery, and the usual home invasion brutality occurs.
Obviously inspired by the likes of Last House on the Left and House
at the Edge of the Park with its claustrophobic atmosphere and lingering
scenes of torture and violence, and like those movies it is undeniably effective,
if a bit sickening. The cast is really very good, especially the two leads.
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VICTORY
(1994). A women's volleyball team find themselves on the short end of the
stick against a tough team called the Devil Women, their coach quits and
they have to regroup to defeat them. Can they do it? If you need me to answer
that question then you're dumber than me. Is there ever going to be a sport
not covered by this genre? How about bochi ball? Lots of tender, smiling
females and lots of non-sexual girl bonding. What this movie needed was
a few shower scenes and slow-motion lesbianism. Sincerely, chauvinistic
white devil.
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A VIRGIN
AMONG THE LIVING DEAD (1971). There are about 900 titles and 50 versions
of this Jess Franco shit, and, shockingly, all of them are terrible! Christina
von Blanc plays a woman who comes to an isolated chateau to hear the reading
of her father’s will (thanks for reviving a plot that was stale in the silent
era Jess), and upon her arrival must deal with her odd (as in vaguely evil)
relatives. Tedious to say the least, and unwatchable in the inevitable versions
that lack all nudity and violence. Like most Francos, this has the qualities
of last year’s home movies, though with the added pleasure of watching awkwardly
inserted zombie footage shot by Jean Rollin.
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VIOLENT PROTECTION
(aka Violent Naples, 197?). God how I love ass-kicking Italian crime movies!
This is one of the best, directed by Umberto Lenzi, it stars Maurizio Merli
as a bad-ass cop who comes to town and pretty much beats the shit out of
nearly everyone for an hour and a half. The plot basically deals with Merli's
obsession with bringing down big time mobster Barry Sullivan, who is being
subsidized by corrupt businessman John Saxon. While taking on these two
Merli deals with a brazen bank robber who's m.o. is to rob banks minutes
before his parole check-in in order to create an airtight alibis. The plot,
as usual for Euro fare is convoluted as hell, but I don't care, Lenzi delivers
a non-stop action film, with a lot of fights and chases, a great score,
and a brilliant Lenzi scene where a woman has her face bashed against a
passing trolley car repeatedly. Genius!
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