Al Adamson might just be the worst director of all time–perhaps even worse than Ed Wood, Hershell Gordon Lewis, Ted Mikels or Ray Dennis Steckler. But once you’ve gotten to the level of these directors, saying exactly which was the very worst is all a matter of opinion and personal taste. For my money, I’d say Adamson–especially since he is responsible for such atrocities as HELL’S BLOODY DEVILS, HORROR OF THE BLOOD MONSTERS, Dracula VERSUS FRANKENSTEIN and BLOOD OF GHASTLY HORROR. Probably his best film I’ve seen so far is PSYCHO A GO-GO (one of his very first films) and it’s all been downhill ever since.
If have haven’t guesses already, I am a bad movie lover. Now I can’t take a steady diet of nothing but horrid films, but I do like to laugh at the really awful stuff and have reviewed an awful lot of rotten films. However, for most bad film buffs, there are two main types of bad films–bad but unintentionally funny and bad and incredibly dull. The former are the “good” bad movies and the latter are just tedious messes. ANGELS’ WILD WOMEN is one of the latter. It’s tedious and not much fun to watch–mostly because there really isn’t much of a plot. In many ways, it looks like a home movie made of a biker gang–with no narrative or structure.
Like so many of Adamson’s films, his wife, Regina Carrol, is in this film. She looked a bit like an aging stripper in this film and considering that she WAS an aging stripper this made a lot of sense. However she did look a bit out of place with the gang–with her white lipstick and her being considerably older than the rest.
The film shows a lot of unconnected vignettes involving rape, fights and murder. As for the rapes, one begins the film and really didn’t do much to advance the plot. The second one involved a man being raped by women. The third time was an attempted rape. As for fighting, there were so many fights that I really lost track of them. Heck, when people weren’t busy raping each other, they were fighting–often with their friends. None of this really made any sense and towards the end, the characters started killing each other for no particular reason–they the whole mess just ended.
Overall, this film looks like three or four of Adamson’s projects somewhat randomly edited together. While it never has the goofy charm or stupidness that I love in some of his worst films, it also doesn’t have much watchability or fun. And after a while it all gets pretty boring.
I would recommend you not let kids see this. This isn’t necessarily because of all the nudity and violence–it’s more that crap like this can’t be good for kid’s growing brains!
