A bunch of leather clad bikers stop off in small town USA posing like mad, sexually provoking the local femmes and annoying the local rednecks by their mere presence. Lots of leather-clad or semi-naked male torsos, a boyish girl posing naked, hints of lipstick on the men and a noirish feel. Zips and sunglasses and leather form the basis of a cool and stylish dream of sexual self-destruction, matched by a Robert Gordon score which exaggerates the sexual aspects of '50s music. A bike movie which celebrates the '50s through '80s eyes. Cult.