With a name like that you know this might get interesting! And yet it's not too much. I'm surprised. It's classy.
I really miss the seventies and the movies like this. Where freedom reigned. Where thriller implied foreboding music and softcore psychopathy. Where everything didn't have to take place in the city, when the work ethic was different, and you didn't have to take the expected route with anything. Where you could let loose ends be and still build something where it mattered, and where you didn't have to pay for emission rights to torch an old building with gallons of 100% authentic gasoline.
And still they kept the intrigue. The mood brooding. The romance brewing. The intimacy thick. It's down to Earth and perverse, yet not as overly twisted and violent as say the SAW movies of today. This was just right. I think I might get into another wave of these old gems soon.
rated 3.5/5: not bad at all