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Two teenage girls go on the run from dodgy boyfriends and dirty old men
alike. However, when they cheat a gangster out of a lot of money,
things start to get interesting..
..Except that's a complete lie. Nothing in this wretched motion picture in any way, shape or form could be described as interesting. In fact, this is as far gone from that word as you're ever likely to get. I can imagine couples at the drive-thru thirty years ago splitting up over it, furtively arguing about who's dumb idea it was to watch this crap. Yep, it could have meant the death of a whole new generation.. and it's just a movie. The screenplay consists of the two girls talking about life, love and other such codswallop while travelling across America. They meet a dumb bloke who wants to bone them both, and fleece him for everything he's worth. Then of course we have that terribly original sub-plot about Mr Mafia..
Oh God, I can't go on. Believe me, you don't know hell until you hear Leslie Ackerman and Sandy Serrano's vapid conversations. They succeed in making Paris Hilton sound like Albert Einstein, and what's worse is they take up 95% of the film. Yep, the director is labouring under the misapprehension that we would rather hear about the two wench's growing pains than them cavorting naked together in a hot tub. He actually thinks he is making a serious film, where we can actually care about these underwritten characters who are so shallow you couldn't drown an ant in them. To which I respond by pointing at him and laughing out of pure contempt. The next Spielberg? I think not. I'd even say Ed Wood had more talent. At least you could have a good laugh at his stuff..
I have nothing more to say. Go home. Oh, and if you happen to see a skinheaded chap in an Iron Maiden T-shirt on your way back, flipping a pound coin in his hand and with an evil grin on his face, tell him I'd like to have a word. It's something to do with a film he recommended I try. It won't take long, honest.. *SHARPENS A KNIFE*.. 0/10
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This late '70s film is just downright boring. It's about two girls,
beset by family problems, who decide to run away for a better life.
They also steal a car containing stolen money by a local crime boss and
he and his cronies chase after them.
Pretty much the whole movie. The sound design, cinematography, script, and direction is just lackluster. Despite the usual assortment of exploitation regulars, it's just not a good movie.
Ho-wee, this is one tame, but kind of charming, exploitation film that
will never be made these days as no doubt the kids involved would be
see annoying you'd just kick in your TV screen before the first five
But this was made in more innocent days. You'd think back in those days of harmless television presenters these two girls could go on the run without anyone putting the moves on them, but you'd be wrong. These two, one of them with Irish toothache, try to head off for LA, have an old man try and put his hand up their skirt, and end up without a car or any money. Many japes ensue including them ending up with a car full of stolen money.
This is a very lightweight film with no naughty bits, violent deaths and only minimal car chase action. That said, maybe I'm biased towards Mel Welles but I found him and the acting of the two girls quite charming (they're not annoying at all), but that might be because he made the film Lady Frankenstein!
Now that had naughty bits, namely Rosabla Neri's.
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The eminently huggable blonde doll Leslie Ackerman (the wide-eyed hick
chick ingénue in "The First Nudie Musical") and equally cuddlesome
brunette Sandy Serrano are disarmingly sweet and appealing as Cindy and
Leah, a pair of teenage runaways who can turn all the guys' heads with
effortless ease. Fed up with their grim dysfunctional families, Cindy
and Leah hit the road in search of a better life. Trouble occurs when
they encounter lecherous no-account mobster "Tank" McCall (a juicy
slice of premium grade ham by familiar corpulent character thesp Mel
Welles, a regular in numerous Roger Corman films of the 50's and 60's).
The girls make off with Tank's beloved Cadillac, not knowing that
there's a hot $2 million stashed in the trunk. Tank's flunkies (played
by ace fast car drivers Speed Stearns, Gary "The Fastest Man Alive"
Gabelich and Ron Ross; the latter also helmed the expectedly
destructive crash 'em and smash 'em up automotive action sequences) and
the cops alike give chase.
Welles directs this delightfully inane 70's outdoor picture show piffle with the same light, playful touch and able sense of goofy fun which made his sublimely silly "Lady Frankenstein" such a top-drawer trashy treat. The flimsy and sloppy, yet busy and colorful script by "Drive-In Massacre" scribes John Goff and George "Buck" Flower mixes tacky melodrama, lowbrow bawdy humor, dirty pun-laden dialogue, and dippy dimestore chase action thrills into an engagingly loopy, rambling and off the cuff messy free-form digressive brew that eschews basic firmly focused narrative thrust in favor of rickety, what the hell, just go with the freaky flow style gonzo improvisation. Bill Davis' lovably clunky cinematography (like, dig those freeze frames, split screens and dizzying cutaway shots, man), a choice soundtrack of wonderfully crummy rock tunes, Jim Glitter's funky-jamming blues and country-laced score, the winningly tart chemistry between the naive, mopey Ackerman and the more worldly and brassy Serrano, and the general sense of carefree abandon round off the weirdly alluring attractions to be found in this likeably inconsequential duffball flick.
One of the things I find most interesting about the very fertile 1970's
period of exploitation cinema was all these subgenres (or
sub-subgenres) that existed back then. For instance, you had disaster
movies, satanist movies, rape-revenge movies, bigfoot movies, sexy
cheerleader movies, nature-gone-amok movies, "hicksploitation" movies,
killer kid movies, "roughie" porn movies, Manson Family exploitation
movies, ad infinitum. A small but interesting subgenre that not much
has ever been written about, however, is the sexy female hitchhiker
movies. These are sometimes thrown in with the much larger "road movie"
genre, but they're very different in many ways. It is admittedly kind
of loose subgenre that varies from cautionary TV movies like "Diary of
a Teenage Hitchhiker" to cult oddities like "The Pick Up" and
"Hitchhike to Hell" to softcore/sexploitation flicks like "Pets" (there
were also no doubt some hardcore entries I'm unaware of). This movie is
about two teenage friends who leave their depressing lives (one of them
is pregnant) to seek their fortunes in Los Angeles. They're hit on by
about every guy they meet including a motel night clerk, a skeevy
traveling salesman played by Les "Uncle Leo" Lesser, and a grossly
overweight, small-town crime boss played by the director himself. The
main conflict begins after they steal and go "joyriding" in the crime
boss' car, not knowing that the trunk contains the proceeds of armored
This movie is kind of a mixed bag, but generally I liked it. The two girls do have some inane conversations as the other reviewers said (they spend an inordinate amount of time discussing toothpaste), but they're likable, especially the confident, larcenous brunette (Leslie Ackerman), who actually has some pretty good lines: "I'm not about to stay around here and make the bedsprings squeak with Jellyroll" (referring to the fat, lecherous gangster/director). The girls are both attractive (if pretty unconvincing as high school students) and the lack of anything resembling nudity is pretty regrettable (the TV movie "Diary of a Teenage Hitchhiker" with an underdressed, pre-"Dallas" Charlene Tilton was a lot more sexy frankly), but it didn't bother me THAT much. It is refreshingly politically incorrect, and the ending is kind of sappy, but also kind of cynical in that 70's way.
The director Mel Welles was not exactly an auteur, but he had an interest career starting out as an actor for Roger Corman and directing no-budget minor cult items like "Lady Frankenstein" and "The Maneater of Hydra" in Europe. He gets the most out of a low-budget and keeps things movie despite the occasional clunky dialogue scene(and he bravely casts himself in a pretty unflattering role). And if you like this, you might also want to check out "Girls on the Road", which is very similar but made earlier in the 70's.
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