One of those movies that gives 1970s film-making a bad name. It also gives us a topless Angel Tompkins, the return of Anthony James (the "Fowl Owl" on-the-prowl diner counterman from "In the Heat of the Night"), and the strangulation murder of Jay North (the fulfillment of every long-suffering "Dennis the Menace" viewer's fantasy).
From a budget and production value perspective this thing is about as rough as they get; even "Billy Jack" looks stylish and slick in comparison.. It looks like they shot it over a long three-day weekend. The score is so bad that it is actually amusing. When you figure 1974 was the heyday of groups like Deep Purple" and "The Allman Brothers" you wonder where they found someone still composing lounge music.
Given the recent activities of several young female teachers the main story is fairly credible although it was probably inconceivable and exploitative back in 1974. And teacher salaries must have been different back then because this young woman lives in a house with a large swimming pool, owns a nice boat, and drives a new corvette.
Unfortunately the movie has one story too many, with a obsessive psycho subplot that just doesn't fit with the teacher-student seduction stuff. The psycho (Mr.Fowl Owl himself) lives in an abandoned grain elevator across from the marina and spends his time spying on the teacher. He watches her through a pair of binoculars that black out everything but two circles (ever notice that this is not what you see with real binoculars?). In case that isn't enough to convince you that he is nuts, he drives a white hearse and stores all his possessions in a candy apple red glitter coffin.
From a budget and production value perspective this thing is about as rough as they get; even "Billy Jack" looks stylish and slick in comparison.. It looks like they shot it over a long three-day weekend. The score is so bad that it is actually amusing. When you figure 1974 was the heyday of groups like Deep Purple" and "The Allman Brothers" you wonder where they found someone still composing lounge music.
Given the recent activities of several young female teachers the main story is fairly credible although it was probably inconceivable and exploitative back in 1974. And teacher salaries must have been different back then because this young woman lives in a house with a large swimming pool, owns a nice boat, and drives a new corvette.
Unfortunately the movie has one story too many, with a obsessive psycho subplot that just doesn't fit with the teacher-student seduction stuff. The psycho (Mr.Fowl Owl himself) lives in an abandoned grain elevator across from the marina and spends his time spying on the teacher. He watches her through a pair of binoculars that black out everything but two circles (ever notice that this is not what you see with real binoculars?). In case that isn't enough to convince you that he is nuts, he drives a white hearse and stores all his possessions in a candy apple red glitter coffin.