Savage Streets Reviews
Brenda: Too bad you're not double-jointed.
Brenda: Because if it were, you'd be able to bend over and kiss your ass goodbye!
Director Danny Steinmann, who also blessed us with the criminally underrated early 80's psycho slasher gem "The Unseen" and the fifth "Friday the 13th" picture, really pours on the scorching sleaze with this choice chunk of 80's trash cinema. All the correct sensationally scuzzy elements are ripely abundant here: polished production values, a roaring rock score, plentiful graphic violence, profanity-ridden dialogue, a catfight, the expected gratuitous high school girls' gym locker room shower sequence, a harshly drawn-out, explicit and unflinching rape scene, and a generous sprinkling of bare female flesh (besides the luscious Linda and the adorable Linnea, the equally hot Rebecca Perle and Suzee Slater also show us their stuff). Moreover, we also get gleefully hammy overacting from a game cast (John Vernon in particular has himself a rip-snorting ball as the cranky, foul-mouthed high school principal). Overall, "Savage Streets" sizes up as a hugely enjoyable and satisfying serving of topflight tacky and raunchy 80's exploitation action revenge thriller.
It's among the last of the exploitation films, and it doesn't really hold too much back. There's viciousness in parts, cheeziness in parts, an incredibly great 80s soundtrack, and acting that works SO well despite itself.
It's not as full on Linda Blair kick-ass as the poster implies, but when she goes to kick she kicks hard.
There are some misogynistic problems with this film, but it's to be expected with this kind of film.
and it's fucking Linda Blair, an early innocent role by Linnea Quigley and character actor John Vernon who's in so many great films, possibly one of the most notable is as the Dean in Animal House.
What should have been fun example of 80's trash cinema sadly leaves a bad taste in the mouth. All the elements were there, the great cheesy soundtrack, the sleazy plot, the cast/setting, all good. But the rape scene here is so amazingly poorly judged beyond all reason that it pretty much ruins the whole movie, as grotesquely it's intercut with a borderline soft-core porn scene involving Linda Blair cat-fighting a completely nude girl in the showers. What kind of response is the director trying to achieve here? To be honest I don't want to know as it just feels like the man is more of a pervert than an actual film maker. If the movie overall was handled a little better it could have been a minor classic, but its sexulisation of abuse (intended or not) is really too morally backward -even for a sleaze picture -to be worth a watch.