Let me be straight up front with this. You won't go as the title suggests. It's rambunctious fun, in a slightly dry film, with Biehn booted out of military school, returning to his hometown, to find it overrun by a group of biker misfits, the head honcho, Rosato, who only speaks in jargon, he needs a translator. That's the amusing content of the film. Naturally Biehn falls for the head biker's girl (D'Arbanville) and there's a nice little scene in the hot tub with the two. This weak comedy kind of verges on serious as to the futile, unimpressive, and childish exploits of this d.. head motorcycle gang, perhaps the dumbest, you'll ever see, captured. Not without interest, but this is that first film, starting block, that actors want to put behind 'em. Just ask Biehn, and he'd tell ya. Try to explain, the last frame with Rosato, who expertly flips a cigarette. Weak. Nice befitting music score opening.
Review of Hog Wild
