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Werewolves on Wheels
The title alone is worth watching this film, which certainly does not disappoint the expectations of those who love b's.
In my very personal opinion, Michel Levesque, appreciated art director with collaborations with Russ Meyer, must have thought that making a film about cursed bikers was a good idea. After all, this is 1971 and the Hell's Angels had carried out their most famous misdeed two years earlier. So it's still a hot topic. But at some point Levesque must have realised that something was missing from his film. A push. So what does he do? He puts werewolves in it.
I repeat, it's entirely my own idea, but what is certain is that this mixture gives us a bikexploitation that has everything it needs to have. Violence. Blood. Boobs. And bikers. Lots of bikers, most of them real. On a par with a hippie community that lends itself to playing the part of a satanic cult by triggering events. But let's take it slow.
The Devil's Advocates are a gang that roams the length and breadth of the States beating up anyone they meet on the road. One night, however, they come across a satanic coven that feeds them, but with which, shall we say, they quarrel and are cursed with a ritual featuring a girl dancing naked and cursing the leader's woman.
From there on, a long trail of blood falls upon them, as much as werewolves. As the title suggests.

An absurd plot, from start to finish, but Levesque seems to really believe in it and seems to want to get it right. And all in all, given the means at his disposal, he succeeds, see the ritual scene or even simply a rock/blues soundtrack that goes well with the dusty landscapes and surreal situations we witness.
Filmed in 16 days and entered into a small imaginary "Werewolves on Wheels" or rather a phrase from one of the characters is quoted by Rob Zombie in the song "Sick Bubblegum".
In the cast one cannot fail to mention the presence of Barry McGuire author of the famous song "Eve of Destruction".