Sinner's Blood

"Sinner's Blood" by Neil Douglas is a perfect example of late 60's exploitation trash.The film is loaded with dirt,sleaze and soft-core nudity and features one of the most bizarre and unexpected endings in the history of vintage trash cinema.The action of "Sinner's Blood" takes place in a small American town.Two sisters Penelope and Patricia arrive at their relatives' house when they meet their brother Aubrey.There is also highly unmenacing biker gang which features at least three gay bikers.There are bloody fight scenes,beer drinking,soft-core sleaze and a bit of lesbian sex.The film looks dirty and grainy and there are lots of close-ups.If you enjoyed "Sleazy Rider" or "Wrong Way" give "Sinner's Blood" a look.6 gay bikers out of 10.

This film essentially begins with two young sisters named "Penny" (Nanci Sheldon) and "Patricia" (Crusty Beal) arriving in a small town to live with their aunt and uncle for awhile. Also living in the house are their cousins named "Aubrey" (John Talt) and "Edwina" (Julie Conners) who are both kind of strange. Anyway, one thing leads to another and soon Penny decides to get involved with a guy named "Gentry" (unknown actor) who rides a motorcycle and harbors a secret that he doesn't want anybody to know about. Unfortunately, once the secret becomes known death and destruction quickly follows. Now rather than reveal any more I will just say that this film had me both puzzled and bored very early on and this lasted until the rather bizarre ending. That said, I don't understand the current rating (of 5.5) on IMDb and can only conclude that I must have seen an edited version of this movie because--quite frankly--the acting wasn't good, the plot was jumbled and the picture quality could have used significant improvement as well. In any case, I didn't particularly care much for this movie and I have rated it accordingly. Below average.

A strange and subversive film, SINNER'S BLOOD seems destined for cult fanfare, yet remains slighted four decades after it was first brought forward. What little there is of a structured narrative concerns the corruption of two sisters when they arrive at their Aunt's home in quiet little Anytown, USA. There's evidence of brains and balls beneath the surface of this chiefly garden variety biker picture...the subtle mark of distinction being its illusive, gentle raise of the middle-finger toward ultraconservative American attitudes, and mores fostered by religious guilt.

Some softy sex, psychedlia, and obligatory lesbiana are on-hand to keep things lively, but what...the...HELL is that ending all about?? To spoil it here would be entirely inappropriate, but I will note that it's a quixotic conclusion so random that nobody could ever see it coming...I'm still unresolved on my feelings about it, as it's perched on a frustrating median between unexampled conceptual genius and punishably pretentious hogwash.

6/10...there are *some* who will appreciate it.