A forty minute wonder that distills the scaremongering essence of the many ‘don’t talk to strangers’ films which were shown in school across the realm (with local bobby in attendance), this salacious slice of cautionary sauce is rendered in the same overcast, washed-out colours as any conventional example of the Central Office of Information’s fear-stoking output. Various tales of hitch-hiking woe at the hands of sleazy truckers, rich ‘swinging’ couples and an unseen black-gloved monster in a sports car are stiltedly acted out, linked by the obligatory stentorian voice over. A thoroughly grim little flick from the director who brought you ‘me too’ comedy The Ups and Downs of a Handyman, this was originally intended as a genuine cautionary programme for Southern Television, until the usual Soho suspects offered the makers more money to tailor it for the raincoat brigade.
Lee James Turnock
March 30, 2016 at 3:29 pm
This is indeed a thoroughly grim little offering, with one of the nastiest sexual assaults outside of Wes Craven’s Last House on the Left. The fact that it all looks as if it was shot on a budget of small change and bottletops simply adds to the bleak ‘it could happen to YOU’ atmosphere.