A liquor store owner takes vengeance upon the city’s homeless with a lethal cocktail of death. With a cop trying to unpick the crime wave, two homeless brothers trying to survive and a lovely young lady hoping to save society, it’s race against time to stop the carnage.
Street Trash is, as the name would suggest, trash – it’s a sensationalist horror film, full of overblown gore and questionable morals, but it’s certainly entertaining. The homeless folk seem to live a dystopian existence with their own code of morality and they start melting.
“Lady, I can only save one person at a time.”
On the subject of immorality, nothing is left un-exploited – race, status, taboos, they’re all there for the taking under the blisteringly offensive, yet wonderfully effective, script by Roy Frumkes. Visually, it’s a real gorefest and definitely of it’s time with its lingering, faux meaningful shots, overly intense performances and two dimensional characterisation.
Underneath the gore, there’s almost a social commentary – we’re all people fighting to survive – but that’s really not important.
It’s definitely not one for the faint of heart.