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An IMDb reviewer averred that, as a home invasion opus, this one is superior to Last House on the Beach. So I had to check it out.

It certainly has a good GIMP premise: Winsome African-American damsel Corrie (Yvonne Ross) heads to her small-town liquor store to pick up some wine for a fancy family dinner. She has also invited her blond girlfriend Karen (Bonnie Martin) to come over for the feast. Meanwhile, three escaped convicts – redneck Jessie Lee Kane and his Latino and Asian colleagues – head for the same liquor store to pick up some easy cash. Mayhem ensues, the villains grab the money and Corrie, and they head to her family’s isolated house to hide out for a while.

A non-stop torrent of racial epithets ensues as Kane subjects Corrie’s family – Mom, Dad, brothers and Granny - to an endless parade of taunts and humiliations. But what about the GIMP?

At about the 40-minute mark, the Asian perp spies the girlfriend approaching the house. Oh good. He sneaks out to intercept her, gives chase through the woods – tearing her clothes off along the way – and then...

...she stumbles off a cliff and plunges to her death. WTF!?

Well, there’s still hope for the daughter. Sure enough, Kane decides its time for “dessert” and drags Corrie into the bedroom. He throws her on the bed, sits on top of her, and starts ripping off her clothes as she struggles mightily.

Unfortunately, the camera shifts to the living room, where the family is forced to listen to Corrie’s moans as each of the ex-cons takes his turn plugging her offscreen. Next time we see Corrie, her clothes (or what’s left of them) are back on. Epic fail.

There’s a brief episode where the villains threaten to tie Mom’s ankles with rope and hang her upside-down from a tree. But it never happens.

You can probably guess how the story ends. In the closing credits, the last name mentioned is “Dick Punch”, which pretty much describes my reaction. This uncut version restores the portions that were chopped from the original to meet the standards of the Swedish authorities. It’s mean-spirited, just not in a way that I find entertaining. But it does have some nudity, clothes-ripping and implied rape, so I’m obliged to give it a D+. BTW, neither Yvonne Ross nor Bonnie Martin made another movie after this one. This movie took their proverbial fifteen minutes of fame and squandered them.