Ridley (James Ray) is a psychopath living on a scrapyard somewhere in
the desert who lures women to his place to hunt and kill them. But one day
he meets Valora (Kathleen Benner), a girl who just won't run because her
grandpa (Michael Harrelson) has raised her that way - and Ridley
immediately falls in love with her and keeps her tied up in his house. She
of course is disgusted by this mad killer, but every attempt on her side
to make an escape is not only unsuccessful, it makes him love her even more. Eventually, and for no
apparent reason, Valora's grandpa shows up armed to the teeth to free her,
and he succeeds, too, but then he has a heartattack or something (the film
is vague about this) and now Valora, using her granddaddy's weapons, has
to face Ridley for a final showdown - and thank God gramps has taught her
how to kill animals when she was still little, so she now has no problems
to shoot and kill Ridley and have his place go up in smoke. What
a disgusting little film! And it's not disgusting for its deranged basic
plot (deranged basic plots can be a good thing) or its gore effects (which
show nothing out of the ordinary) but for its reactionary and outright
wrong messages about the importance of carrying weapons (and showing them
off) and learning to kill creatures at the earliest possible age just for sport. I mean, these messages
don't make much sense even in the context of the movie. The fact that the
whole thing is badly written and acted and the director lacks any sense of
atmosphere doesn't help the film either of course, but it's the disgusting
messages the film carry that really sink it.
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