Skinheads (1989) – Greydon Clark.

An angry group of grossly misguided young men and woman, their lizard mentalities inflamed with obsolete, retrograde politics, lay siege to a small mountain town, only to be forcefully repelled by a skinhead-hating vet, excellently portrayed by cult hero Chuck Connors. Is this a savvy upgrade of 'Fight For Your Life'? Who knows, but Skinheads arguably remains one of the more credible agitprop exploitation titles of the 80s. Any socially conscious narrative, no matter how basically executed, that bluntly confronts the unthinking contagion of prejudice is absolutely worthy of consideration. My appreciation of 'Skinheads' is, naturally, merely my own reading, others, must, and will, form their own conclusions as to the perceived thematic merits of Greydon Clark's lurid dissection of a brutalist, sadly still present subculture...where's Chuck Connors when y'all need him, eh? Is it anyway justifiable using violence to combat thugs that oppress the weak and defenceless for their own twisted idolatries? It remains a vastly complex issue, but, surely, to merely stand idly by, and do nothing, is tantamount to complicity, is it not? It is interesting to note that Madolfian supermen are wholly unafraid to utilize poison ivy for intimate toiletry purposes, and that a crucified, modestly-sized bonehead provides an adequate snack for a roving hungry bear.