Rent She-Devils on Wheels (1968)

2.6 of 5 from 49 ratings
1h 23min
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Synopsis:
Have you ever heard the saying "it's a man's world"? Well don't dare repeat that to The Man-Eaters, a raucous, rowdy and randy gang of female bikers who ride their men just as viciously as they do their motorcycles. When they're not racing each other to get first pick of the "stud line-up", these female hellcats are busy terrorising the town and clashing with the rival male gangs.
Actors:
Betty Connell, , Christie Wagner, , Pat Poston, , John Weymer, Joani Kramer, Donna Stelzer, Roz Cohen, Donna Testa, Laura Platz, , Robert Wood, , , Leslie Sharoff, John Shackleford, John Chaffin,
Directors:
Producers:
Herschell Gordon Lewis
Writers:
Allison Louise Downe, Fred M. Sandy
Studio:
Tartan
Genres:
Action & Adventure, Classics, Thrillers
BBFC:
Release Date:
28/10/2002
Run Time:
83 minutes
Languages:
English
Subtitles:
None
DVD Regions:
Region 0 (All)
Formats:
Pal
Aspect Ratio:
Full Screen 1.33:1 / 4:3
Colour:
Colour
Bonus:
  • Star and Director Filmographies
  • Original Theatrical Trailer
  • Stills Gallery
  • Chris Campion Film Notes
  • Herschell G. Lewis 'Copy Class'
  • HGL Teaser Trailer
  • Tartan Terror Trailer Reel
BBFC:
Release Date:
20/05/2019
Run Time:
83 minutes
Languages:
English
Subtitles:
English Hard of Hearing
Formats:
Pal
Aspect Ratio:
Full Screen 1.33:1 / 4:3
Colour:
Colour
BLU-RAY Regions:
(0) All
Bonus:
  • Bonus Feature! 1968's 'Just for the Hell of It'
  • Introductions to both films by Herschell Gordon Lewis
  • Feature-length audio commentary
  • The Shocking Truth
  • Garage Punk Gore
  • H.G. Lewis on his 1968 film 'The Alley Tramp'
  • H.G. Lewis promo gallery

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Reviews (1) of She-Devils on Wheels

Biker Pussies From Uranus - She-Devils on Wheels review by Count Otto Black

Spoiler Alert
17/11/2015

I suppose you have to give some sort of kudos to a film about psycho nympho man-hating militant feminist bikers who are heavily implied to be the lesbians they logically ought to be, yet are somehow rampant heterosexuals with a harem of strangely submissive men, directed by a college professor who invented the splatter movie genre in his spare time because his day-job didn't pay enough.

The trouble is, like almost every other "legendary" movie that the likes of Quentin Tarentino drool over, it's about 1% as much fun as that synopsis implies. All of the above is technically true, yet it's surprisingly boring. A one-dimensional girl biker gang clash with a boy biker gang who literally have no dimensions at all. Along the way, actors who would have been rejected by Ed Wood try to act, lengthy orgies occur in which absolutely no nudity is ever shown or even implied, and several moments of unconvincing gore attempt to justify the 18 certificate.

It's ahead of its time in that its major protagonists are for all practical purposes amoral, and the theme song is actually rather good. Doubtless numerous much later trendily ironic cover versions exist. In all other respects, including technical, this film in no way transcends is visibly barely-existent budget. There is zero inspiration on display here. Rarely have I seen both male and female sexuality portrayed in such a depressingly negative light in the same movie (which is especially surprising given that nobody of either sex takes their clothes off). Women are evil nymphomaniacs, therefore men have to be depraved rapists who need to go a lot further than rape to upset those psycho bitches. And so on.

There's no plot to speak of. The biker action is minimal, since Herschell Gordon Lewis couldn't dream of the resources that even Roger Corman commanded, therefore instead of massed phalanxes of the actual Hell's Angels, we get about eight ladies with "Man Eaters" hastily stitched on their jackets tootling down the highway and doing some very brief and sedate "racing" somewhere or other that clearly isn't a public road. And the fight scenes are about as well choreographed as the sex these people are supposed to be having with most of their clothes on.

This is an exploitation non-classic which is legendary by reputation rather than content - the title is better than the actual movie. Though if you do feel obliged to watch it, have fun counting how many times you see that very bad (and visibly wrinkled) painting appear and spin rapidly for a few seconds to indicate a change of scene. But be sure to keep your finger near the mute button if it looks as though any two characters of opposite sexes might like each other enough to have a bit of meaningful dialogue.

Alternatively, rent "Faster, Pussycat - Kill! Kill!", which covers almost identical territory, can't have cost much more, was made by an equally cynical exploitationeer, and yet is somehow about a thousand times more entertaining. And the theme-tunes even better!

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