Product: Day of the Woman (1978)
Rating: 3.0
Watch it for what it is, not what defenders want it to be...
Trashy, violent exploitation thriller that continues to enjoy cult support as an underground cause celebre following its intermittent bannings - and tag as a "video nasty" - in the 1980s. Camille Keaton - reputedly a descendent of the late, great Buster (who, if so, would undoubtedly be spinning in his grave!) - plays a beautiful out-of-town novelist (...). Still traumatised by her ordeal, she proceeds to exact brutal vengeance on her attackers, through a crowd-pleasing (or revolting, depending on the limits of your tolerance) succession of violence(...). One of the first dubious classics for the home video generation. Forget the disingenuous quasi-feminist justifications of the film's following - this plays like the [illegitimate] child of Wes Craven's Last House on the Left and Abel Ferrara's Ms 45. If you're going to like it, at least like it for what it is: a no-holds barred piece of violent exploitation that earns its second star only due to is barrier-breaking filmographic place in horror exploitation cinema. Also known as Day of the Woman.