This is going to be short. A not-very-good western crossed with a not-very-good slasher movie. In fairness, it was made before slasher movies really took off in the '80s so it didn't have anything to model itself on. A private detective arrives in a small western town to investigate a series of knife murders of prostitutes. A 10-year-old played by the director's son is a witness but extrapolates on what he saw and gets an innocent man lynched.
I assumed the wealthy town matriarch was using cocaine or heroin, both perfectly legal at the time, but, whatever her problem was, she was buying large amounts of a drug that was also used to treat syphilis. I won't give it away here, but there were some questions about her late son.
It wasn't very good. They should have let Jack Elam clean himself up. He was playing the sheriff. Let him have some dignity. Did he have to be an alcoholic?
There wasn't that much blood and no gore, really, which is okay with me. It was rated R in its day.
Picks up a bit at the very end.
Free on Tubi.
I don't know what's wrong with me. There was a time when I only watched arthouse movies.
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