A gang of outlaw bikers strolling the desert comes across an old church which has been taken over by a satanic cult. The cult members host the bikers and after they have drugged them, they place a curse on the leader biker's girl. No one ever expected what came afterwards...
Michel Levesque made a short but big contribution to the cult world. This film was one of the two (of the genre) he directed and we have to say that even if the progress of the plot is unconventional, we still can get the maximum cult satisfaction we can. Biker gangs, demonic rites from an evil cult, werewolves, the desert and tons of hallucinogenic drugs (don't tell me they were sober). It's that time of the year again!
Steve Oliver, Donna Anders, Gene Shane and their team of hairy motherfuckers on wheels. Exactly the acting you expect from a film that holds such a title but there is a little twist. Supposedly, the majority of the bikers were actual bikers without any acting skills so by that token what you get is as pure as it gets.
Must watch this : at someone's place where you usually chill (we for example call it The House of Big Chill run by Odin). Get yourselves a healthy and big club sandwich, pour a glass of mixed alcohols of your taste and enjoy this fucker on a hot summer night. Cool off with that dusty tune .
Trailer
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0067972/?ref_=fn_al_tt_1
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