Angels Die Hard

First movie and subsequently the first Biker Movie of 2015. Angels Die Hard. 1970. Pretty righteous flick.

We watched it over at Sweets' house for Biker Movie Night. Clean Cut was excited because it has his favorite mustachioed muscleman, William Smith. I swear CC gets more excited about Bill's triceps than he does the naked mommas dancing around the fire. Whatever floats his boat.

Angels Die Hard was a classic. I mean that in the true sense. It's a biker movie through and through. It has all the requisites, except for at some point I believe the Magician yelled at the TV that the gang should have raped this one chick. So, that tells you what certain people in the crew have came to expect from our traditional bikesploitation flicks. You gotta live up to the stereotype 100%.

So, bikers roll into town on AMAZING FUCKING CHOPPERS, they get into trouble with the smalltown rednecks and the bumbling local officers, there's a love-in in the woods around a campfire, there's uppers and downers, plenty of beer, old ladies, mommas, some fake boobs (in 1970?), a bar fight, crazy trikes, no swazis but some kaiser helmets and SS badges,...yeah, they pretty much nail it.

This particular biker flick actually does have a coherent plot from beginning to end. Sure, the acting is shit and the plot isn't anything to write home about, but the fact that it's somewhat coherent and even exists at all is a rarity in the genre.

I would put this in the top 10 classic Biker Flick list. Definitely.

Soundtrack missed the mark a bit, though. They tired. Close but no cigar.

The choppers are outta sight.