Absolutely unhinged in both production and pacing. There are long stretches where the dialogue is completely drowned out by the roar of revving motorbikes, and we get plenty of repeated shots of the gang tearing down what feels like the same stretch of Florida road over and over again.
That said, the ’60s vibes are undeniable, and The Man-Eaters emblem is rad as hell. And of course, it wouldn’t be a proper H.G. Lewis joint without at least one decapitation.
Absolutely unhinged in both production and pacing. There are long stretches where the dialogue is completely drowned out by the roar of revving motorbikes, and we get plenty of repeated shots of the gang tearing down what feels like the same stretch of Florida road over and over again.
That said, the ’60s vibes are undeniable, and The Man-Eaters emblem is rad as hell. And of course, it wouldn’t be a proper H.G. Lewis joint without at least one decapitation.