Laughably horrible thriller set in New Orleans about the upheaval
among a trio of adult siblings when a sister gets pregnant by her black
boyfriend, which one brother, a hippie, doesn’t mind at all, but which the
older brother, a vile bigot, has a little problem with. Big brother is so evil, in fact, that he puts
out a hit on the boyfriend, sparking a cycle of retribution that has various
people ending up dead in preposterous ways, including by poisonous snakes
popping out of bouquets of flowers. The
direction is non-existent save only for the apparent instruction to the actors
to pitch every line in a state of soap-like intensity. Everyone spends the film thoroughly irate and
almost every scene is comprised of shouting matches and dreadfully
choreographed scuffles. The only item of
interest is to see former Monkee Micky Dolenz as the sensitive younger
brother. If Micky had any hope of segueing
into a serious acting career, it must have dwindled during (or possibly just
before) this film. As with yesterday’s
film, Two Men in Town, this one’s
title makes no sense either; not much of it takes place at night and I’m pretty
sure no one was strangled at all…
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