Savage Vengeance

Apparently, Jennifer learned nothing from I Spit on Your Grave. One would think that after her last hellish vacation in the woods, she'd look to the city when she needs some respite from the stress of being recognized by her professor at the junior college. Small wonder she and the friend she drags with her get raped. Well, "raped" because through some apparently in the country, when you have consensual or non-consensual sex, you leave your clothes on. In all three rape scenes, the filmmaker doesn't even pretend to suggest sex. This is just one of the laughably lame aspects of this video. (Calling it a movie is like calling Kim Kardashian talented.)

How about this little exchange?

Sam: I'm carrying 18 credits this semester! I can't just up and leave! Jennifer: I'll buy the beer. Sam: O-o-o-o-OK

There's not a decent inch of tape in the whole proceedings. After Jennifer gets dry-humped, Tommy takes out a knife and cuts into her chest with a bargain basement blood knife which may actually be plastic. Jennifer gets left for dead (I think...it's not clear). When Jennifer resurrects, GOD BE PRAISED, she's completely healed! PRAISE HIM!

The soundtrack (give me a minute to bang my head against broken glass....thanks) sounds like it's improvised by a six year old who just got a synthesizer. "Oh! Look! This button turns on the flange! On! Off! On! Off!" The keyboardist can't even keep time and occasionally resorts to just banging on the keyboard.

Originally billed as I Spit on Your Grave 2, the resemblance ends at the name. The power of I Spit on Your Grave sprung from its realism and brutality. This one is the wrong kind of cringe-worthy.

Can it get any worse than this..? Okay, the budget probably wasn't all that high, but this looks like some kids have been at it. The only thing that convinced me that this is not the case is that there are actual grownups on screen. The locations (i.e. a dark living room with a bit of colored light and a girl singing is supposed to be a bar),the special effects (papier-mache heads, Halloween toy knives etc.) and the music are even worse than the actors.

I bought this movie for $1, somewhere in a shopping mall in Nevada. It resides in my DVD collection only to be taken out sporadically to prove to people how bad it really is.

I would like to have given this "movie" a zero rating. We filmed better movies in high school!!

This is the worst thing I have seen. The acting is horrible. Scenes where there is blood look so fake.

The only thing that stands out is the very colorful background of trees.

They must have filmed this at a park when all the crowds went home.

The budget on this must have been under $100

I thought it was odd right from the start when 4 men "rape" a woman who has her pants on the whole time. (A theme repeated throughout the movie)

Make sure your fast forward button is working on your remote or better yet, forget this movie and enjoy a day outside!!

Savage Vengeance, or whatever you want to call it (given the plethora of names designed to trap unwary B movie hounds into making a duplicate purchase), is a pretty awful film, but it's not entirely without entertainment value--that is, as long as you and your friends are prone to creating your own MST3K-styled sarcastic commentary.

Many people mistakenly call remakes and sequels "rip offs" of their predecessors. However, this is a case where "rip off" is probably the right term. Savage Vengeance is something of an "unofficial sequel" to I Spit on Your Grave (aka Day of the Woman) (1978). The only factor making it a gray issue is the fact that Camille Keaton plays the protagonist of both films--here under the pseudonym of "Vickie Kehl". Without Keaton's presence, there would be little doubt that this is strictly a rip off.

The film suffers from problems typical of microbudget horror. Jack-of-all-trades Donald Farmer hardly bothered to write a script. There's not much of a story here. The cinematography is horrible. The lighting is worse. The editing could just as well have been randomly determined. The effects are pitiful. No one turns in a performance worthy of even a Razzie. The film is full of padding, and even with that, it still barely clocks in at 65 minutes.

Yet . . . yet, I found Savage Vengeance somewhat entertaining on my second viewing. This is more likely to happen on a second viewing than a first, because during the first you're more likely to feel annoyed at rapidly disappearing hopes of a decent film, and perhaps even anger at wasting time or money on this turkey. On a second viewing (I know the prospect is maybe inherently masochistic, but I wouldn't deny being something of a nutball), you have zero expectations about seeing a quality film, and you can focus on the absurdities and shoddiness. Some of these features have been pointed out already in other reviews, but they're worth noting again. Here's a list of some of the amusing content to be on the lookout for:

* In the opening rape scene, all parties keep their pants on and secure. I guess this is a non-consensual dry hump. Still prosecutable, but it doesn't say much for the depravity and/or intelligence of the perpetrators.

* One of the initial rapists looks remarkably like Robert Plant. Given the setting, I was expecting him to break into "The Rain Song".

* Don't we all usually take long drives to head out to hiking trails in street clothes just to read a newspaper or magazine?

* There's a throat-slashing scene that Farmer lingers on way too long. It's obvious that he was thrilled with finally getting the blood-spurting effect to work, so he milks it for as long as he can, completely ruining the pacing of the film. Alright, I agree that "pacing" is a joke when talking about this film.

* In the convenience store, it takes Jennifer's (Keaton) friend only about two minutes to invite a sleazy redneck to their cabin later.

* The whole "pork-belly pie" bit was ridiculous enough to be hilarious.

* There are two scenes of bands playing that are more tortuous to sit through than the film overall. How quickly would you be out of either one of those bars?

* Note the carefully arranged shirt (without sufficient dramatic justification), planned so that just enough of Keaton will fall out of it periodically to keep us looking at the screen.

* A character suffers a serious knife wound that mysteriously disappears in the next scene.

* A character who is supposed to be dead keeps very conspicuously blinking and flinching. I guess it had something to do with the fact that the character didn't bleed at all, despite being killed by knife wounds.

* A chainsaw used as a weapon is completely unsynced to the chainsaw on the soundtrack.

* Doesn't every small town have police that do suspicious, random spot checks on residents going about their business just to make sure that "they're not getting into any trouble"?

* And this is my favorite--the incidental score. It's difficult to tell if Perry Monroe sincerely believed that he and his buddies were channeling Pink Floyd, but the results are more often unintentionally hilarious than not. The music is really just overbearing noodling (on a synthesizer, bass and drums), seemingly made up on the fly. I've actually produced stuff like that with friends during long overnight sessions when we were really wasted and goofing around, I'm embarrassed to say. The difference is that I wouldn't release it as a soundtrack to a film.

Part of the "I Will Dance On Your Grave" series of films, this manages to be the worst of the bunch. The others were entertaining in it is so bad, it is good way, but this entry fails to do the same. It is also a rip-off of Day of the Woman. In this entry, we find a woman being raped by four guys at the beginning who later on seeks vengeance against any male she runs across. Filled with terrible gore effects and some really obivious mistakes (the guys never have to unzip or take off there pants to rape the woman).

Unrated; Rape, Nudity, Sexual Situations, Graphic Violence.