Kattiera Nana I think this is a new genre that they're all sort of working their way through it and haven't got all the kinks worked out yet but it's a genre that works for me.

MamaGravity good back-story, and good acting

Taraparain Tells a fascinating and unsettling true story, and does so well, without pretending to have all the answers.

Cheryl A clunky actioner with a handful of cool moments.

MartinHafer This is a film that must have seemed very hip and tough back in the day, but when you watch it now you can't help but giggle at all the macho posturing. It's a movie all about a rivalry between some spoiled rich kids whose parents bought them Corvettes and, later, some tough looking bikers. Rick Martin (Gary Clarke) has a beef with a fellow sports car enthusiast...and again and again they get into it. And, when Rick gets the better of them, this loser enlists the help of the bikers!So what sort of music do this toughies listen to...Calypso music!! Believe it or not, for a VERY short time, there was a Calypso craze in America and these kids can really dig it! Heck, the craze was very short-lived but big--so big even Robert Mitchum made a Calypso album.In addition to a get a chance to see some very early Corvettes, you also can see Fay Wray as Rick's mommy. You also get cute Connie Stevens as the girl that everyone just seems to want. But apart from that...I think it's all pretty dull stuff. The tough kids are not all that tough and the viewer quickly grows to hate them all...and that's the biggest problem. You have no emotional investment in this because there are no good guys...just spoiled, whiny little jerks. For a better biker film, try "Satan's Sadists" or "Werewolves on Wheels" (these are actual films...I kid you not)....because although cheesy and bad, at least they are fun.

moonspinner55 An almost-endearing product of its time, now notable mainly for the cars, the teen slang, and appearances by veteran Fay Wray and newcomer Connie Stevens (who quickly erased this title from her resume). After a rumble with bikers over at the local malt shop, clean-looking teen Gary Clarke, a sports car enthusiast with bleached blond hair, defies Mom and Gramps by entering a race down at the track. The suburban kids (boys with crew-cuts and tucked-in shirts, girls with ponytails and sweater-and-skirt combos) appear to dig calypso rock, dancing to the jukebox and making out under the stars in their convertibles; the motorcycle gang (unshaven boys with leather jackets and slicked black hair) are eager to spoil the fun. A.I.P. nonsense on a low-budget. It's like a pulp paperback in motion, or a cartoony version of "The Wild One". *1/2 from ****

Uriah43 Relatively new in town, a teenager by the name of "Rick Martin" (Gary Clarke) has taken up drag-racing with some friends and has spent a lot of time getting ready for an upcoming race. Just prior to this race he also becomes romantically involved with a beautiful young lady named "Janet Pearson" (Yvonne Lime). What he doesn't know is that another guy within the same motorcycle club named "Bart Thorsen" (Bob Turnbull) also had eyes for Janet and is now extremely jealous of Rick. So when the leader of a local motorcycle gang gets into a fight with Rick over Janet, Bart decides to maliciously take advantage of this situation in order to get to Janet. Now rather than reveal any more I will just say that this 50's hot rod movie turned out to be better than I expected. The acting was solid enough and the plot contained one interesting scene after another which kept my attention throughout the movie. Likewise, it certainly didn't hurt to have several attractive young actresses like Connie Stevens (as "Marge") and the aforementioned Yvonne Lime. In short, while this certainly isn't a great movie by any means, I enjoyed it and as a result I rate it as slightly above average.

mountaingoat100 The teen pictures of the 50s are great fun, as anew genre finds it's way. This one, originally known rather optimistically as "Dragstrip Riot", contains the basic plot conflicts that would later be twisted into "Beach Party". The hero is the alarmingly blond Gary Clarke who hangs out with a cool group of beach kids, sipping sodas and spinning tunes on the jukebox. There turf is invaded by a pack of greasy motorbike riders and their molls, lead by menacing Steve Ihnat. They leads quickly to rumbles and car chases and tragic death, before a showdown on the beach sorts it out. Along the way, the story stops so perky Connie Stevens can do an elaborately choreographed musical number in the diner. It may not be realistic, but it's snappy.