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CommentsXp Best movie ever!

Jonah Abbott There's no way I can possibly love it entirely but I just think its ridiculously bad, but enjoyable at the same time.

Portia Hilton Blistering performances.

soulexpress This masterpiece of sexploitation opens with nightclub singer Tony Trelos (Peter Carpenter) in a fringed red suit, lip-synching to a bombastic pop song that makes Tom Jones seem understated. He becomes involved, both professionally and sexually, with Andrea (Dyanne Thorne), the buxom wife of Martin (Joel Marston), the wheelchair- bound owner of a major record label. Andrea is both alcoholic and sex-starved, of which Tony takes full advantage in the hope that it will advance his singing career.Peter Carpenter, who co-produced, must have had a whale-sized ego. How else to explain the lingering crotch shot as he lights a cigarette or the lengthy butt shot when he steps out of the shower (without a drop of water on him)? Not to mention a nude side-angle shot in which Tony's leg just barely obscures his one-eyed wonderworm. If he hadn't died suddenly in late 1971, Carpenter could have been a Playgirl centerfold.He also sang his own songs, and what songs they were! One seems to feature the lyric, "Life beans turning into lima beans." (I probably heard it wrong.) Incredibly, the music was produced by veteran songwriter Hal Davis, and a closing credit states that the recordings were "Courtesy of Motown Records." Were Marvin Gaye, the Jackson 5, and Stevie Wonder not bringing in enough cash to satisfy Berry Gordy, Jr?Some of my favorite parts of POINT OF TERROR: a sex scene on the beach using split screens to show the fornicators at different angles (I counted six); Andrea topless in a swimming pool--with a rack so big, it's amazing she got her head under the water; Andrea's husband Martin, who can't seem to keep still, even though he's crippled from the waist down; when Martin becomes so angry that he tries to beat the crap out of Andrea from his wheelchair (it doesn't go well); when Tony goes home with Andrea's drunken pal Fran (Leslie Simms); when Tony goes horseback riding with Andrea's stepdaughter Helayne (Lory Hansen) and gives her a horsey-ride of his own; Tony also knocks up his main girlfriend Sally (Paula Mitchell), but dismisses the pregnancy as her problem. Sally, however, doesn't see it that way and gets her point across to Tony in a most severe manner. Let's just say, he'll never make another record.I've heard this film described as "Russ Meyer lite," a fitting description when it's compared to Meyer's overblown BEYOND THE VALLEY OF THE DOLLS. I like POINT OF TERROR better though, if for no other reason, that there's no male character who shows himself as having female breasts and changes his name to "Superwoman." (I wish I had made that up, but no.)

Woodyanders Smarmy and ruthlessly ambitious, but handsome and sexy lounge singer Tony Trelos (a perfectly slimy portrayal by hunky beefcake Peter Carpenter) works at a local nightclub in order to keep himself afloat. Tony meets mysterious wealthy man-hungry vamp Andrea Hilliard (the almighty Dyanne Thorne in peak predatory form), who promises to secure Tony a record contract with a major record label. However, things don't work out exactly like Tony hoped they would. Director Alex Nicol, working from a blithely trashy script by Ernest A. Charles and Tony Crechales, relates this entertainingly tawdry tale of greedy, deceit, and betrayal at a steady pace, delivers a handy helping of tasty gratuitous female nudity and leering soft-core sex, and tosses in a few murders for good measure. Moreover, the enthusiastic cast attack the lurid material with definite zest: Thorne and Carpenter really sink their teeth into their juicy parts, Leslie Simms has a hammy field day as Andrea's booze-sodden best gal pal Fran, Joel Marston contributes a pleasingly nasty turn as Andrea's bitter and overbearing crippled husband Martin (Andrea's big confrontation with Martin in front of a pool is a total corker!), and Lory Hansen brings considerable sweet charm to her role as Andrea's cute, perky, innocent stepdaughter Helayne. Better still, the groovy swinging songs, Tony's marvelously kitschy sub-Tom Jones nightclub act (Tony's first number in which he's wearing a ghastly red jumpsuit complete with flowing fringe is a tacky gut-buster!), Robert Maxwell's garish cinematography, and the gloriously lame "surprise" twist ending add immensely to this movie's substantial campy appeal. A complete schlocky hoot.

dvoyy I got this at a dollar store several weeks ago. It's the EastWestDVD edition that pairs it with James Earl Jones' Blood Tide.After reading the other reviews here, I feel the need to warn people away from dollar store versions of this film because the nudity has been completely edited out and this movie has nothing else going for it.To give an example of just how shoddy a product the EastWestDVD print is, there's a section that's five or more minutes long that repeats in its entirety.I don't know what annoys me more, that the print was mutilated, or that I'm going to have to track down a uncut version and suffer through it again. Why do I do this to myself?Avoid!!!

FieCrier This starts with man with "jazz hands," a red fringe jacket, and tight red pants. I'm scared already! Intercut with his song and dance is what appears to be a woman's death (we'll see the actual scene towards the end of the movie). He wakes up screaming. He meets a woman who's a record producer's wife.Though this is in a box set called "Horrible Horrors," it's barely a horror movie. We see a flashback to the death of the record producer's first wife. We see a death by drowning, and another by falling, and another by gunshot. Essentially, this is more the story of a small-time lounge singer who's willing to do anything to rise to the top.The last scene of the movie involves someone waking up screaming. Was everything we watched a dream, or a premonition? Easier just to call it bad writing, a "horrible horror," and a waste of time.