Remember the spaghetti western well this is the spaghetti biker film without all the coolness. It is an Italian production complete with seventeen year old actor Marco De Gregorio, who plays “Trash”. The shirtless yet leather vest wearing young man poses his way threw the film; his spandex pants are so tight nothing is left to the imagination. He looks like a cross between the character Rambo and a Fabio wantabe.
Watching this is like plot, plot who’s got the plot? Let me give you my real peeve the four lead characters are riding you guessed it Honda’s. They are stock to boot and have large white skulls attached above the headlights. How very badass! It appears the fill in bikes are an actual three piece patch wearing club but they are not named in the credits, thankfully they are riding Harley’s the only one's in the movie.
In this melting pot of bad idea’s you have zombies, roller skating hockey stick wielding bad boys and of course my very favorite Broadway dancers. You the viewer are treated to a few dance moves while the dances are in full makeup. We all know that a few tap steps will send your average biker running. Are you kidding me? That’s true unless of course there is stripper dust involved.
I can’t say enough about how bad this was yet the script was enough to bring Vic Morrow who plays the villain “Hammer” out of seclusion, retirement or oblivion which ever applies. I’m certain later he wished he’d stayed where he was, I know I did.
There is a cool scene where a number of old cars fill the screen and they are great to look at but that is where cool dies in this flick. Naturally the cool cars belong to the better dressed black gang. In addition, the king of the Bronx, also known as the Ogre played in a stereotypical yet overly corny fashion by Fred Williamson who was not cool. Yet unlike Trash’s gang who live in squalor and have nothing; the Ogre has his very own white, whip wielding, cape wearing dominatetress as part of his group. Of course they also unquestionably live in the better part of the decaying slum known as the Bronx.
This boy doesn’t save girl plot while never actually on the rails gets worse when the final assault comes. The police come by air and in large vans filled with scores of officers wearing full tactical gear. The next assault task force ride in on horseback complete with flame throwers and orders to leave no one alive. They comply with the exception of the main character Trash who escapes and rides away on his trusty Honda dragging the carcass of Hammer behind him.
Speaking of carcasses I hate to waste the lead this gets snake shot and nothing more.
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