This movie starts with a sexy but rather elderly-looking "schoolgirl" (Mary Anne Carpenter) rolling around in bed with a man who is old enough to be her father because you see. . .oh, never mind. She then starts telling her much older lover about her "day", which began when she and her equally mature-looking friend decided to "play hooky" (for some reason dressed in their school uniforms). They get picked up while hitchhiking by a middle-age lech in a station wagon and she convinces her friend to have sex with the guy. Why, I don't know, nor do I know why she suddenly decides to commit some sudden automotive coitus interruptus by running over them both with the station wagon. Anyway, this begins a bizarre, but not particularly graphic (certainly due more to the limited budget than good taste) flashback killing spree.
Obviously, this movie is kind of a cross between "Mantis in Lace" and "Toys Are Not for Children", but it is not really as good as either. Naturally, both Michael and Roberta Findlay (sleaze cinema's First Couple) are involved both in front of and behind the camera. Mary Anne Carpenter is quite sexy, even if she doesn't exactly light the screen up with her acting. Each murder is punctuated by her character masturbating for about five minutes, somehow without her either removing or her hand ever going beneath her early 70's grannie panties. That's pretty typical of this whole movie which, in concept, is unbelievably sleazy, but is actually rather tame.
