If you've ever been curious about the idea of this film, do yourself a big favour and forget all about it. Just spend a few seconds thinking of possible scenarios for a quote, 'gay biker film', unquote, and if you came up with anything at all involving kinky sex and violence, ass-kickin' homo hells angels, or conflict of ANY kind whatsoever, you've already imagined more than this lame duck delivers in 80 painfully unfunny minutes. There are some obscure movies that really and truly deserve their obscurity, and I don't say that lightly - I love Andy Milligan's movies, OK? I've watched some tired excuses for cinema in my time but this is one to make you despair. If it was made by a gay or gay-friendly director I'd be shocked, so pathetic and wit-free is the result. And if it was made by some nitwit homophobe who thinks a guy in a dress is just the most hilarious thing ever, it's still not worth getting steamed up about - a lynching at the end of the pic might have been offensive if the film had the balls to make you feel anything, but anyway it's more likely some ultra-lame attempt to mimic the end of 'Easy Rider'. So to recap: biker fans, don't waste your time, there are no good fighting or screwing scenes, no 'stickin' it to authority figures' scenes, and no freaked out weird camera fish-eye lens 'trip' scenes.... and gay viewers, same as above plus there are no 'gay bikers kick the s*** out of rednecks/straights/squares' scenes, no laughs and no, repeat no 'sleazy bikers seduce drunken college jocks' scenes. End of public service announcement!
Review of Pink Angels
