Ensofter Overrated and overhyped

Intcatinfo A Masterpiece!

StyleSk8r At first rather annoying in its heavy emphasis on reenactments, this movie ultimately proves fascinating, simply because the complicated, highly dramatic tale it tells still almost defies belief.

Philippa All of these films share one commonality, that being a kind of emotional center that humanizes a cast of monsters.

Woodyanders A group of thrill-seekers find themselves being hunted down like animals by evil, yet wealthy and powerful big game hunter Mr. Vandemeer (well played with deliciously wicked aplomb by Steve Vincent). Director Stu Segall, working from a compact script by Harold Lime, relates the familiar, but still effective and engrossing story at a snappy pace, makes good use of the remote woodland location, stages the major hunting set piece in a taut and exciting manner, and doesn't pull any punches with the harsh sordid tone once the hunt itself begins (for example, poor Sandy Dempsey as bitter lesbian Joanne gets brutally raped by one of Vandemeer's sadistic lackeys prior to being stabbed to death with a knife). Moreover, there's plenty of tasty female nudity from a trio of smoking hot women (the delectable Laurie Rose of "The Hot Box" fame in particular is quite the scrumptious sight sans clothes). Better still, the soft-core sex scenes are really steamy and pretty explicit, with a Sapphic bathtub make-out session between Rose and Dempsey rating as the definite erotic highlight. The cast do competent work in their roles: Vincent has a ball with his juicy villain part, Rose and Dempsey are both appropriately sexy, Richard Smedley is decent enough as tough Vietnam veteran Jeff Baxter, and luscious long-haired brunette Barbara Mills contributes a pleasingly testy turn as snarky photographer Cindy. Hal Guthu's no-frills cinematography provides a suitably rough and unpolished look. The groovy throbbing score hits the swinging spot. A nice'n'nasty item.

christopher-underwood This is really, just not good enough. I have seen other 'Vinegar Syndrome' and this is pretty inferior. Anthony Spinelli's, 'Confessions', for instance, screams 70s cinema and tells a simple story, with heavy scenes of sex without insulting one's intelligence. Here the scenes are too slow and too long - maybe cutting this down to 60 minutes might have been an idea - and there is too much dialogue, which is all bad. The girls are nice enough and the early scenes OK to begin with but then this 70s sexploitation take on 'A Dangerous Game' does take till beyond halfway to even get to the actual hunt. There is some novelty in the capturing but nothing like it could have been. As for the title, I assume this is a reference to the easily deceived, although I suppose it might be intended as a double meaning and be suggesting even more of what it doesn't deliver.