Someone should have put the brakes to Michelle Moffett, who's physically striking but goes laughably over the top Gary Hudson comes the closest to committing a performance, and he's nowhere near as threatening as Brad Pitt managed to be playing a similar footloose killer in 1993's KALIFORNIA. With a sheriff and a hidden rattlesnake that helps send Randall and Maggie to that great S&M parlor in the sky. With Phillip left for dead in the sands, the criminal pair take turns degrading Alexandria, who decides to use her considerable feminine assets against her captors by seducing each of them in turn. After stripping and shootingĬeleste in her trailer, Randall and Maggie hide out in the Marcus place. Along the way, Randall has acquired a kindred spirit, a sleek bisexual hitchhiker named Maggie (Michelle Moffett), impressive in her Louise Brooks hairstyle and bad-chick attire of tight black leather, spiked heels, cigarettes and crucifix.
Meanwhile, violent and lustful ex-con Randall Murphy (Gary Hudson) arrives in the area to stalk his ex-girlfriendĬeleste (Kathy Shower). Of some sort, and little urgency to the tale other than the wait to see which thespian will be the next to disrobe.ĭull botanist Phillip Marcus (David Naughton) is accompanied by his neglected, love-starved wife, Alexandria (India Allen), on a research sabbatical in an Arizona desert community. Though professionally photographed, WILD CACTUS is structured much like grindhouse porn, with nearly every scene leading to a sexual interlude Actually, I think that the title, "Wild Cactus", is explained somewhere along here but for some reason, I was distracted.The tumescent ranks of direct-to-video sex thrillers swelled to admit several more entrants in 1993, one of which was this poorly conceived affair. But at least he knows what sells: lots of rampant well-proportioned female nudity. This was made by Jag Mundhra, who is not exactly a character-motivated director. Anyone looking for real plot and motivation, look elsewhere. All the while Gleason (from a lot of John Hughes movies) slums as a local sheriff trying to solve the murders. Guys, listen - women get naked, there's simulated sex, low-budget intensity, a blonde putting on a strip show (YOWZA!) for Hudson and the obligatory traveling salesman who comes to the wrong door at the wrong time.
I can't believe that I actually bothered to describe what passes as a plot here. After hooking up with a nicely unbalanced Moffett and killing two ex-girlfriends, he looks for new avenues to travel and finds them when Naughton and Allen happen into view. Anyway, Hudson (yeah, one of the Hudson Brothers) has just been released from prison and is looking for a little excitement. Allen (once and future Playmate) shows her acting talents as Naughton's wife and what a wife she'll go to any lengths to help spice up their dormant marriage (any kind of relationship with Allen would have to be anything BESIDES dormant, wouldn't it? Oh well.). And that's why we watch it, right guys? Yeah.as long as it has a lot of female nudity, kinky situations and creative use of maple syrup. Okay, "Wild Cactus" is supposed to be some kind of escaped convict hostage drama.