Evengyny Thanks for the memories!

Greenes Please don't spend money on this.

Quiet Muffin This movie tries so hard to be funny, yet it falls flat every time. Just another example of recycled ideas repackaged with women in an attempt to appeal to a certain audience.

Dana An old-fashioned movie made with new-fashioned finesse.

framptonhollis An influence on everyone from Scorsese to Lynch to Waters to most-music-video-directors-and-editors, 'Scorpio Rising' is one of the most important and revolutionarily inventive and subversive avant garde films of all time. Its content is edgy and over the top, and the film is filled to the brim w/obvious flaws and muddled messages, but all in all, it is one of my personal favorite films of all time. It was one of the first experimental films I ever saw, and the totally ironic usage of lighthearted pop songs juxtaposed w/the occasionally brutal and oft-deliberately-offensive-and-blashphemous-slash-sacrilegious content had a huge impact on me and the way I, myself, saw and made movies. So I owe a huge debt to Kenneth Anger and this film, even if, after quite a few rewatchings now, there are a few admittedly somewhat eye rollingly edgy moments, but, in the film's defense, it is important to acknowledge the time in which it was made and who exactly had made it. The "edginess" of the film isn't exactly the same brand of edginess an indie film that would contain some of the images in here would usually contain, as it was genuinely risky stuff to release back in the '60's. This film isn't afraid to intercut footage taken from some cheap and kinda cliche Sunday-school-style religious movie about Jesus w/some punkish occultist Neo-Nazis getting ready to wreak havoc and cause violent and sexual troubles (either respectively or not, depending on the individual wreaking the havoc, I guess), this film isn't afraid to be intentionally over-the-top homoerotic and practically worship the hunky male form, this film isn't afraid to show nudity or weird pervy sex acts or any of that. It is fearless and perhaps a bit ridiculous, but an important staple of experimental cinema and just plain old cinema in general.

arfdawg-1 An army of gay/nazi bikers make their engines roar and ride the way to pain/pleasure as sexual and sadistic symbols are intercut into the dazing chaos and rhythmic experiences of this underground film by cult director Anger. Let's be honest.The ONLY reason this movie gets any traction is because of the overtly gay theme.Standing on its own, the movie stinks. It's crudely made and is boring. The 20-ish minutes feels like three hours.It's really sad that the agenda of the left crowds around inferior product just because of the agenda.

Horst in Translation (filmreviews@web.de) I am a bit surprised this movie, which was written by Ernest D. Glucksman, the producer from quite a few Jerry Lewis comedies, has become a bit of a cult classic. I'd understand if that was only the case for people from the biker scene, but beyond that I can't really see a reason why people would enjoy watching these slightly over 28 minutes. Nothing in this movie warrants such a running time.It's nothing more than a few (gay?) motorcycle bikers preparing for their rides and afterward we see these rides depicted. The only thing that kept me from stopping was, besides the hope it could get better, the music. It features a couple classic songs like Blue Velvet, Elvis and a couple more that made it easier to sit through. The hope was disappointed and besides the music (of course I simply could have listened to an old record as well for that experience), I can't really see any redeemable qualities that make it better than Kenneth Anger's recent work including the panned "Anger sees Red". I surely prefer his other Rising film from the early 70s, Lucifer Rising, mostly for the Egypt-related Isis&Osiris-scenes although I'm not exactly a big fan of that one either.

Itchload Homoerotic bikers, nazism, suicide, 50's/60's pop songs, Jesus, pulp cartoons, mustard, and quite a bit of leather, i.e. everything I look for in a movie. This had me questioning "This Kenneth Anger guy achieved notoriety?" at the first 3 minutes, but by the end, the whole thing gained a certain rhythm and I began to understand what it was trying to do. This is for fans of experimental underground/midnight cinema, anyone else I would recommend staying far away. As for the guy below who claims this inspired Martin Scorsese, Calvin Klein commercials and Michael Bay...Okay, Martin Scorsese, yes, to an extent. Calvin Klein commercials...maybe. Michael Bay? What? If the comment was sarcasm, than I accept you as an evil genius, otherwise you might belong in an asylum. Although I guess you could argue his last two movies are far more depraved than Scorpio Rising.