SoftInloveRox Horrible, fascist and poorly acted

Livestonth I am only giving this movie a 1 for the great cast, though I can't imagine what any of them were thinking. This movie was horrible

Deanna There are moments in this movie where the great movie it could've been peek out... They're fleeting, here, but they're worth savoring, and they happen often enough to make it worth your while.

Sarita Rafferty There are moments that feel comical, some horrific, and some downright inspiring but the tonal shifts hardly matter as the end results come to a film that's perfect for this time.

dafuror Two young men who bear a physical resemblance to Peter Fonda and Dennis Hopper perform a slow-motion home invasion while on-the-lam from a crime so despicable as to get them ejected from an erstwhile biker gang. Somehow the writers discovered a way to start at the bottom and go downhill from there. The victims are as helpless, unsympathetic and cooperative as possible which is important as the perpetrators are as hapless as they could be. It begins as a "biker-gang" movie made just two years after "Easy Rider" hit the big screen and could have been named "Queasy Rider" as the bikes these "gangsters" use appeaar to be 75cc miniature ponies rather that the big ole Harley hogs used in similar productions. In terms of technical achievement continuity wasn't a big issue for the movie-makers so it better not be for those of us who are watching. If you are inerested in a derivative "B" movie from the very early 70s this is your cup of COORS (product placement).

ksf-2 Part of the "Savage Cinema" collection from Mill Creek... this one opens with a violent nude scene, where someone is attacking a woman, and we're not sure just what is taking place. The group of bikers talks about where they are heading... some are headed to California, and some are not. Pete (Arell Blanton) & Stick (Alex Rocco) meet up with some girls that are sunbathing on a roof-top, and trouble comes calling when Stick starts some serious trouble, and they don't want to leave. The plot just gets more and more strange from there, so you'll have to watch it for yourself. Be sure to make the kids leave the room first. Co-star Elizabeth Knowles made a whole bunch of these rad rebellion danger-chick flicks in the 1960s and 1970s. Written and directed by Richard Kanter, who wrote and directed seven other films in the same time period.

catfish-er I watched WILD RIDERS as part of BCI Eclipse' Drive-in Cult Classics (featuring Crown International Pictures releases) on DVD.The similarities between Arell Blanton's character (Pete) and Peter Fonda's cannot be an accident – it has to be the hair, sideburns, glasses; and, the times. No doubt, Crown International shot WILD RIDERS to ride the coattails of EASY RIDER, released two years earlier.However, this movie has more in common with Crown International's TRIP WITH THE TEACHER (also part of BCI Eclipse' Drive-in Cult Classics) than its better-known road trip movie.Both Crown International films share the same crude production values, sadistic motorcycle goons, and shocking ending. However, a better telling of the rape / torment / revenge story (without the motorcycles) is the excellent LAST HOUSE ON THE LEFT.While EASY RIDER is about the trip, we find none of that in WILD RIDERS, which takes us from a desolate Florida execution of Pete's girlfriend to the Hollywood Hills during the title sequence.Speaking of the opening sequence, Arell Blanton sings the opening folk song, "he's my family" (keep your day-job!) The song comes across as Pete's love-anthem for his best friend, Stick, unless you really listen to the words.If you do, you find that the song really sets the tone for the entire movie; "if you knew him, would you think he could kill?" Elizabeth Knowles did a credible job as the bored housewife / curvaceous, redhead Rona. She is a bit of a thrill-seeker, entertaining the neighborhood peeping tom, while her musician husband is away. No wonder she succumbs to Pete's offer to trade a dip in the pool for a ride on his motorcycle… ahem… among other things.Stick, his seemingly retarded buddy, played by Alex Rocco, quickly goes after the sexually-repressed Laure (played by Sherry Bain), while Mona and Pete begin getting it on in the pool (while Laure watches).According to Mona, the only kind of games Laure likes to play are spectator sports; but being this close to the action is just a little too real for her… I thought director Richard Kanter drew a stark contrast in the sequence of quick cuts between Pete and Mona's lovemaking and Stick's rape of Laure. The music during this sequence just builds the intensity of the violence.It seems that post-coital, both the lover and the rapist are quick to descend into a pit of violence, degradation, and humiliation. However, all the trips back and forth by Pete really slowed the pace of the movie. The bar scene, the bike chase, and attempted escape were just to fill time… Other reviews have described Pete and Stick as some crank-addicted George and Lennie in a white-trash version of "Of Mice and Men". I think this is an apt comparison.It is not a must-see movie; but I enjoyed it enough to recommend it to fans of low budget movies.

Scott_Mercer This film starts off promisingly, (for sick, sick thrills) when our two main characters torture and kill Pete's girlfriend because she dared to cheat on him, and with a man who had the gall to be born with a high melanin content, no less. This is too much to stand, even for the rest of the scuzzy biker gang they are riding with, so the gang leader tells them to beat it, hit the road and don't come back, the gang is splitting up and some of us are going to California.So, the two scuzz buckets, Pete (reminiscent of Peter Fonda's Heavenly Blue, only meaner) and Stick (he's a bit slow but lovable, for a moronic sadist), go off by themselves like some crank-addicted George and Lennie in a white-trash version of "Of Mice and Men". Out of money and desperate, our two anti-heroes take over a somewhat posh suburban home where two sisters are holed up, bickering, since hubby is away on business.The two creeps take over the house and hold the ladies hostage, and we settle in for over an hour of what appears to be a sort of bargain-basement "Who's Afraid of Virgina Woolf" on meth. Various physical and psychic tortures are inflicted upon both the victims and tormentors, as mind games galore play themselves out, until the inevitable, bloody conclusion. And since this was made during the post-Altamont era, you just know that the ending is most certainly NOT going to consist of the main characters going off into the sunset or sharing milk and cookies. Let's just say you'll never look at the cello the same way again.A violent creep fest full of ugliness, recriminations and unnecessary cruelty. But in spite of that, I still didn't like it.I can sum up the problem here in four words: not enough bike riding. A few more chase scenes, biker parties with naked chicks, or even a shootout with the police, and I might have gotten on board with this little sleaze fest. But, they blew it. I totally get that they had a very low budget to work with, but this wasn't the way to solve that problem. In spite of this, I give it a three since Alex Rocco puts in a good performance as a mildly retarded reprobate.