Review: Devil’s Angels
John Cassavetes and his wild
pack of bikers stir things up in conservative small town, running afoul of
sheriff Leo Gordon (very good) when a local girl is lured to their ‘lair’.
Directed by Roger Corman’s
favourite production designer Daniel Haller (who also subsequently directed “The Wild Racers”), scripted by Corman
crony Charles B. Griffith (“A Bucket of
Blood”, “Death Race 2000”), and
starring a young John Cassavetes, this 1967 AIP biker film doesn’t quite live
up to its pedigree (the screenplay is especially disappointing given Griffith’s
track record). There’s a terrifically downbeat, cynical ending, but in order to
get to that, one must sit through a pedestrian rehashing of all the usual biker
clichés. In fact, for about 75% of the movie, I thought I was watching a
rip-off of “The Wild One”, right
down to the scared townsfolk, antagonising bikers, and battle for control of
the gang. Hell, even the ending that I liked, really isn’t all that unusual in
its tone (“Easy Rider” and “Hell’s Angels on Wheels” also featured
downbeat endings). It doesn’t help that, with one near-rape scene excluded,
these bikers carry on more like a bunch of slightly boozy juveniles than a wild
pack of dangerous bikers. The cast is pretty good, though.
Personally, I’d rather watch “Hell’s Angels on Wheels” or even “Rebel Rousers”, as this one’s pretty
average to be charitable. For biker flick enthusiasts only.
Rating: C
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