1978 / d. Meir Zarchi
A well known flick belonging to the “rape/revenge” subgenre, I SPIT ON YOUR GRAVE is a film completely devoid of taste and decency, but also lacking any suspense or real thrills. Purely exploitative, but slow paced and even outright goofy at times, one is better off to watch Wes Craven’s 1972 gem: THE LAST HOUSE ON THE LEFT or even the often downplayed–but far more entertaining–HOUSE ON THE EDGE OF THE PARK. The only real selling point here is the groin-grabbingly-gory bathtub castration scene. Yikes.