A woefully pissant underachievement that reeks of a very uncool type of misogyny, VICTIMS finds a circle of young female geology students enjoying a relaxing expedition at some nameless middle-of-the-desert location(not the most appealing environment, but it's free to film your movie there). The girls are latterly besieged by some boneheaded creeps armed with hunting rifles on a rape-and-torture excursion. Not surprisingly, the proverbial tables are turned, and the morons are hit with their deserved comeuppance.
Obviously drawing its feeble inspirations from an orbit of vastly superior films like LAST HOUSE ON THE LEFT and I SPIT ON YOUR GRAVE, this hack-job of a non-thriller is so unskillfully forged that it boggles the mind to know it was given even minimal home video distribution.
Were it not for gratuitous nudity and a light peppering of semi-micro-potent moments, VICTIMS could have been a lightweight contender for ALL-TIME WORST accolades, and although it may have Lilliputian advantages over famously awful films such as ROBOT MONSTER or THE CREEPING TERROR, its flagrant brutish machismo is so abject and gross that it registers as somehow worse than those films in a roundabout, off-the-charts sort of way. Blecccch.
3/10...avoid this cinematic hemorrhoid.
Obviously drawing its feeble inspirations from an orbit of vastly superior films like LAST HOUSE ON THE LEFT and I SPIT ON YOUR GRAVE, this hack-job of a non-thriller is so unskillfully forged that it boggles the mind to know it was given even minimal home video distribution.
Were it not for gratuitous nudity and a light peppering of semi-micro-potent moments, VICTIMS could have been a lightweight contender for ALL-TIME WORST accolades, and although it may have Lilliputian advantages over famously awful films such as ROBOT MONSTER or THE CREEPING TERROR, its flagrant brutish machismo is so abject and gross that it registers as somehow worse than those films in a roundabout, off-the-charts sort of way. Blecccch.
3/10...avoid this cinematic hemorrhoid.