Wild Cactus

This was plain trash, sex, drugs, bad acting, but hey, at least that's watchable trash!

For people that love erotic movies and softcore pornography, this movie is a great choice. This film is filled with sex, violence, deceit and betrayal. I loved Gary Hudson's role as the badass Randall who wasn't afraid of anybody and that got every woman he wanted. Also, the performances from David Naughton, India Allen and Michelle Moffett make this movie a true classic and a thriller masterpiece. It is really fantastic watching the story of a criminal who is released from prison that goes on a crime spree with his sluttish girlfriend and takes revenge on his ex-girlfriend who put him in jail in the first place. Randall's death is amazing, as while he was enraged and about to kill everyone and leave, gets bitten by a snake and then shot by Alex who says ''Hail to the king'' as he stated he is the king of crime. I recommend this movie to everyone.

I was completely dissatisfied with this trash. It has everything a typical movie of this sort would expect to have: terrible acting, stupid lines, and lots of nudity. I wasn't even impressed with the sex scenes. I mean give me a break - sex on the hood of a car as a train is going by! And Indian Allen getting raped by a guy and afterward kissing him on the back! And who would enjoy rubbing someone's breasts after they smeared syrup on them! How pathetic can hollywood get? Do yourself and don't waste you time with this nonsense.

This film couldn't be more formulaic to its genres, those being (1) bad-guy(s)-terrorize-innocent-people, and (2) late-night-cable-T and A. Having said that, I must admit that it does so much better than average. The actors seemed to actually try, and no major character turned in a performance that he or she needs to be ashamed of. India Allen is lovely, and while no Meryl Streep, did pretty darned good for an ex-model. Gary Hudson is reliably evil. The real jewel of this film, however, was Michelle Moffett as Maggie. While some of the simulated sex was pretty cheesy, the other nude scenes were hot. I would have given this one a 5 without them...but I ended up giving it a 7.

A pure trial of a movie with D-grade actors that act like they have no business being near a movie camera. A young married couple (David Naughton and India Allen) come into contact with a crazed ex-convict (Gary Hudson) and his bi-sexual girlfriend (Kathy Shower) in a desolate desert in the deep southwest. Naturally Naughton is disposed of, or so Hudson thinks, and he has deviant plans for Allen. Of course Naughton is not dead and decides to try and save the day. Paul Gleason is boring and unwanted as usual as a local sheriff who is better at catching chicken thieves than stopping hard-core criminals. India Allen had a little bit of fame in soft-core adult films and then hit the national spotlight for a short time in the mid-1990s due to her mysterious relationship with O.J. Simpson and his late wife. Her life is more interesting than her films and "Wild Cactus" is no exception to the rule. Turkey (0 stars out of 5).