Werewolves on Wheels (1971) from Tuna |
This alleged film came about because the production
company let it be known that they wanted a motorcycle rider/horror
offering, and would probably greenlight the first script they saw. So,
Michel Levasque and David M. Kaufman got together, churned out this
script, and got the funding. The DVD cover says, "If you're hairy, you
belong on a motorbike," which, for some demented reason, appealed to
me, and I was set to love this film. Unfortunately, it was in the "so
bad it is just plain bad" category. This turned out to be low budget
exploitation at its worst, and that line on the DVD cover is the best
thing about it. This review contains complete spoilers, although I am not sure the term "spoiler" can apply to a film this bad. We start off with an Easy Rider homage, as a motorcycle gang composed of five actors, several crew members, and a few real bikers who owned the Harleys used in the film, are harassed by two rednecks in a pick-up truck. They catch the truck at a gas station, and beat the crap out of one of the rednecks. Then they go into the attached diner, where they pay the owner for the gas and beer by having one of the women shove her breasts in his face. We do meet key players during this scene, including a tarot reading biker, one who is evidently into devil worship, and two semi-famous people playing bikers: folk singer Barry McGuire, who is better known to the world for performing his one hit, "Eve of Destruction"; and Billy Gray, better known as the son Bud from "Father Know Best." The gang's fascination with the occult probably explains why they next head to a Satanic monastery, where they are drugged with bread and wine. The leader's old lady is kidnapped, does a naked snake dance, and then a skull dance. The bikers awake, interrupt the ceremony, beat the shit out of the monks, and leave for the desert. It is there that the gang's leader and his old lady start attacking other members of the gang, and we conclude that the two of them have been turned into werewolves by the mysterious ceremony. Once the gang realizes what is going on, they burn the leader and his old lady, then head back to the Satanic monastery for revenge. I hate to spoil the ending of this masterpiece, but ... the bikers lose. The biker sequences are all derivative, and the footage at the monastery is dark and overlong. The sound track is grating, and the film is full of unsympathetic characters. The main point seems to be that no matter how much of a bad-ass you are, there will be someone who is a worse-ass, in this case, Satan. |
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