"We're not moving, and that's that!" affluent Robert Culp tells wife Jacqueline Scott, eventually relenting when she can't take it anymore, concerned about their young son. She goes to stay with family while Culp remains behind to deal with a bunch of rich teen punks, riding around and terrorizing the neighborhood, dumping trash in swimming pools, paint bombing houses and chasing Scott out of town to further maintain their control. It's a disturbing series of crimes to witness because a good majority of the white wealthy parents turn the tables in threatening Culp with repercussions, claiming harassment.
In supporting roles, Beah Richards as the cook and Ivor Francis as the judge on the case are very good, with soft spoken Richards absolutely no nonsense, hysterically turning a hose on the harassing teens and Francis unfortunately stuck behind the red tape of the law in not being able to do much to stop the violence. An unspeakable crime leads to an ugly twist, and thar leads Culp to take serious action for revenge. This is a well made but difficult to watch film, as far from the clichéd teen exploitation films of the 50's as possible. It builds up audience emotion as they witness these atrocious actions and puts Culp in the sympathetic light especially as his anger expands.
In supporting roles, Beah Richards as the cook and Ivor Francis as the judge on the case are very good, with soft spoken Richards absolutely no nonsense, hysterically turning a hose on the harassing teens and Francis unfortunately stuck behind the red tape of the law in not being able to do much to stop the violence. An unspeakable crime leads to an ugly twist, and thar leads Culp to take serious action for revenge. This is a well made but difficult to watch film, as far from the clichéd teen exploitation films of the 50's as possible. It builds up audience emotion as they witness these atrocious actions and puts Culp in the sympathetic light especially as his anger expands.