Sorority Girls' Revenge

Let us now take a moment to recognize that all films require substantial time and effort to get made, and that only people who really love what they do could possibly be bothered to put together an independent feature on a tiny budget. That said, let us now wonder what sort of mind could be so dedicated to Sorority Girls' Revenge to divert said time and effort to it rather than, say, yet another bad independent film about struggling filmmakers. Or better yet, let us wonder why anyone would call a movie Sorority Girls' Revenge and not deliver any nudity? OK, so you can't afford women who'll bare flesh for what you're paying. Then don't make an exploitation film! Unless that's not the point, but if it isn't, what's to like about a tale of two hitchhikers who stumble upon a sorority initiation and get caught spying on the girls? It couldn't be the acting; Ed Wood got better line-readings from Tor Johnson than director Keith Warn can bring his actors to muster. The girls strip down to their underwear, but you can see that on TV, or even in those full-page department store ads at the back of the L.A. Times. There's exactly one faint laugh to be had: the riddle "How do you break a redneck's finger? Punch him in the nose!" And even that's excessively telegraphed.