I've got nothing against movies that are a bit offbeat, weird, or even bizarre in fact, the obscure usually attracts me. And Pink Angels is certainly one offbeat, weird, and even bizarre movie.
The Pink Angels: A cross-dressing, homosexual motorcycle gang hits the road to go "down the coast," to get their star queen (the only black guy in the group) to a ball. Meanwhile, a stationary, conservative nut-job sits in his suburban compound obsessing over the "long-haired freaks" threatening good-old fashioned American values while listening to talk radio.
For starters, I'm pretty sure this film wasn't originally released as Pink Angels, as the font used for the title is completely different than that used for the rest of the credits. Be that as it may, no matter what it's called, this is a most unusual film!
After having just watched Pink Angels, I went online to find some commentary on the movie. Most of what I have read seems to be the same.
The drive-in movies of the 1970s didn't concern themselves with political correctness, so there's really not much point getting worked up over the stereotypes on display in "Pink Angels." This movie isn't meant to appeal to gay men anyway, a point driven home by all the bare breasts.
This flick sure ain't your run of the mill biker exploitation item. The biker gang in this highly peculiar picture are a bunch of openly swishy and flamboyant homosexuals who encounter various forms of harassment and prejudice while embarking on a road trip to a Los Angeles drag convention.
Pink Angels concerns itself with the road trip of a group of bikers.
In the genre of cinema verite', I thought that the film was a pure attempt to make a movie and see if it could get distributed...I know that for sure as I am the one that produced the movie.
This is one of the strangest movies I've ever seen. Not necessarily because of its subject material - a gay motorcycle gang - but for the way it was made.
