The guys bait the retarded grocery delivery boy Matthew to lose his virginity, as after some booze he gets atop her limp body but proves impotent. There they are joined by their ringleader, the older, married, women hating, doltish gas attendant Johnny, who is wearing his marine hat while he brutally rapes her as she’s screaming and held down by the others. Later these same two meatheads return using a rope to pull Jenny’s canoe and force her into the woods. Inspired by the serene river that runs near her house while lounging on her hammock in the shade, the writer is taunted by two country bumpkin slackers in a motorboat who purposely ride near her as their motor makes too much noise and forces her to retreat to the house. If Meir Zarchi’s vile story line and gloomy presentation of the mise en scéne and amateur directing weren’t bad enough, the limp acting is its crowning achievement in bad film-making.Īspiring novelist Jenny (Camille Keaton, grandniece of Buster Keaton) leaves her NYC haunts to rent a house in the secluded upstate Connecticut country for the summer to write her first novel. It remains unforgettably forgettable as a cheesy horror B-film about a rape-revenge. It’s also hard to consciously say you could overlook the ugly content as a woman is degraded and violently raped for half an hour and still think of yourself as someone cultured or a humanitarian, when there’s nothing more to the rape plot than as a means of exploitation. Also the rape was disgusting but not realistic, while the revenge part was totally unbelievable and even debased the victim further by admitting a need for violence as a response. If you think it’s an honest portrayal of a gang rape, there seemed no evidence of that as all the undeveloped characters acted out the rape as a means of shocking the viewer and offered nothing else. Yet I found not one single thing I enjoyed or admired or needed to see, or any reason to recommend it except as a shocker that has a buzz about it among certain cult-horror freaks that should be commented on.
#Cast of movie i spit on your grave free
But then again, each person must find their own taste in films and banning films is not the way for a free society to go–as happened to this flick after Ebert got on his high horse and ravaged it as unwatchable. It probably takes a twisted mind to consider such trash as a guilty pleasure treat, as one of those bad B-films that is laughable because one of the rapists is a slow-witted nerd. But the subject matter of rape is too delicate an issue with serious implications to be taken lightly and handled in such a dehumanized way as it is here. In fact it just might have been the best date movie ever, in a perverse manner of speaking.
“A classic in stupid and revolting filmmaking.”Ī classic in stupid and revolting film-making that has no redeeming social value, but is not “the most disgusting movie ever made” as claimed by film critic Roger Ebert. (director/writer/editor: Meir Zarchi cinematographer: Yuri Haviv cast: Camille Keaton (Jenny), Eron Tabor (Johnny), Richard Pace (Matthew), Anthony Nichols (Stanley), Gunter Kleemann (Andy), Alexis Magnotti (Attendant’s Wife) Runtime: 100 MPAA Rating: NR producers: Meir Zarchi/Joseph Zbeda Elite Entertainment 1978)
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