For a time this film held the dubious record of most uses of the f-word. Now I certainly have no problem with profanity, but here it was just proof of lazy writing and wearisome to the ear. I couldn't help thinking about 3/4ths of the way through that this is the rare movie that would actually be improved by being edited for television. In between the cursing and the cruelty, there is actually some decent 70s vibe, best embodied by Otis Driftwood, whose face covering hair would make Molly Hatchet proud.
Rating: 5 out of 10
Recommended instead: The Texas Chainsaw Massacre, naturally
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