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There are many arguments for and against this '70s cinema shocker. Most claim that it's just misogynistic trash (and rightly so, though I'm not condemning it - many '70s exploitation films are just that); and still others claim it's some sort of feminist manifesto that pushes feminist ideals to the extreme (leading up to some very literal demasculation). However, I really don't care about any of that. It's simply a gritty rape/revenge exploitation film, which also happens to be a bonafide, sleazoid grindhouse classic!
The story, such that it is, involves Jennifer (Camille Keaton) who takes a trip to the countryside to write her first novel. While sunbathing in her bikini by the river, she attracts the attention of some local yokels on a boat. These same yokels later humiliate and repeatedly gang rape her in the woods (and if that's not bad enough, one of the hoodlums is mentally retarded, and the others just spur him on - this has the unsettling effect of making an extremely uncomfortable scene even more unbearable). But they're not done yet. Jennifer finally makes her way home, and they follow her there so they can brutally rape her again. These scumbags would make the inbred hillbilly rapists from Deliverance say "Oh my Gawd, that's just TOO much!". The rest of the film is spent showing her bloody and brutal (and audience pleasing) revenge on them.
This plotline would be done to death by numerous films throughout the '70s and '80s. Another film that treats this same subject matter, but I think is actually superior, is Abel (Driller Killer) Ferrara's Ms. 45.
7/10
