Cycle Psycho

Please. You've got to be kidding. How in blue blazes did anyone put up money to produce this worthless piece of heaping, smelly, trash-bag, garbage.

I love the "B" films as much as the next person, but I'm sorry to say I couldn't find one nice thing to say about anyone or anything associated with this movie.

Between the Psycho killer and the Psycho motorcycle gang and the Psycho chicks, this whole thing is one big psycho stinker.

It's just plain boring. Not even entertaining at all. The acting was horrible. Where did they get these people, off the street corner. They aren't even up to par with a grade-school production. They stink. Can't believe that they are not ashamed to be in this "psycho" production.

I'm sorry. This film is not fun. It's not cheesy. It's not a "cult" classic. All it is I'm sorry to say, is a big waste of time. If you want to throw about 2 hours in the garbage, you're better off enjoying nature and sit under a tree and look up at the sky.

I would have thought the title would be more towards the main character but I guess "Cycle Wuss" doesn't have much selling potential. There's more than one biker and none of them are exactly "psycho", they resemble hell's angels rejects. This makes me wonder why our hero decided to hire bikers to do his dirty work? Anyway, the abduction of the two hippie girls isn't all that "savage", its just the girls gagged and left on a couch where they cry and moan. I don't know were they came up with a title like "Numbered Days". As for the film itself in a whole, you can really decide for yourself but probably won't feel any better or worse for doing so.

This is not the worst movie ever made, but it is pretty close. This hovers near territory inhabited by Monster-A-Go-Go, The Guy From Harlem, The Creeping Terror, and Manos: The Hands of Fate.

The acting is awful, and the writing is even worse. Like Al Adamson's Hell's Bloody Devils, this is a movie masquerading as a biker movie, which is not really a biker movie.

Bikers are involved, but only secondarily. The main focus is a psycho pervert who likes to dance with female mannequins and plunge butcher knives into their chests. Now, he wants to do this on a real live girl, so he hires a "biker gang" (three unshaven bad actors) to kidnap some teenage talent and hold them hostage until Mr. Pervert can show up and have his way with them.

There's very little motorcycle riding, the pace is very slow, and any attempts to build tension are laughable. About the only entertaining things to look at are the truly ridiculous 1972 fashions and furniture. Especially the horrible wallpaper in every room! I can only recommend you watch this film if you like to wallow in low budget 1972 sleaze. I guess there may be a few of you out there, so, by all means, enjoy.

Savage Abduction is another cheesy 70's classic in the vein of 'Last House on the Left'. It's now bee bought up by Troma and is distributed as one of their movies. Really though, it's not all that bad. My wife and I had a few laughs at it's expense, and were very entertained.

One of Troma's cream of the crop as far as I'm concerned. There's actually a movie here (albeit not the greatest)!

6 out of 10 (fun)

Attorney Richard Ridelander (Tom Drake) gets rich sicko Harry (Joe Turkel) to murder his unfaithful wife. Excited by the thrill of the kill, Harry blackmails Richard into procuring new victims for his perverted pleasure. Dick turns to a gang of renegade motor-cyclists for help, who agree to abduct two girls in exchange for $10,000, a sum that Harry is only too happy to pay.

As wonderfully sleazy as it sounds, Savage Abduction is far less exploitative than many a '70s drive-in movie, the film offering up only a modicum of those core ingredients, sex and violence. The not-so-savage abduction of 17-year-old hitch-hikers Jenny and Faye (Tanis Gallik and Kitty Vallacher) involves the girls being locked in a closet, forced to smoke pot, and made to strip to their underwear, before being bound and gagged and handed over to Harry.

Harry clearly has bad things in store for the poor girls, judging by the bag of sharp implements he has brought with him, but he is unable to carry out his evil deeds thanks to the timely intervention of biker Romeo (Sean Kenney), who has been struggling with his conscience. All of this 'mild peril' is bound to disappoint fans of gritty low budget trash, who quite rightly expect more from a psycho killer/biker movie with such a lurid title.