What a freaking movie. So many twists and turns. Absolutely intense from start to finish.

It is not deep, but it is fun to watch. It does have a bit more of an edge to it than other similar films.

There is, somehow, an interesting story here, as well as some good acting. There are also some good scenes

It is an exhilarating, distressing, funny and profound film, with one of the more memorable film scores in years,

I really must thank Eli Roth: Knock Knock, his diabolically bad remake of '70s thriller Death Game, has given me an appreciation of the original that I might otherwise not have had. Compared to the utterly abysmal performances in Roth's film, the acting in Death Game is actually pretty good, while the original shows just how lame Knock Knock is in terms of shock value, delivering at least two scenes that easily outdo the self-proclaimed modern master of horror.Directed by Peter S. Traynor, Death Game stars Seymour Cassel as loving husband and father George Manning, whose wife leaves for a few days after their son is struck down with appendicitis at his grandparents. While enjoying a rainy evening in his own company, two young girls call at George's home, claiming to be lost; being a kind Samaritan, he invites the girls, Donna (sexy Colleen Camp) and Jackson (not-so-sexy Sondra Locke), in out of the rain, and allows them to stay while a friend comes to pick them up. They repay his kindness by seducing him, luring him into a threesome in his jacuzzi, after which they carry out a campaign of terror, torturing and humiliating their host.While no means perfect—the second act is drawn out for far too long and the repetition of its theme song is guaranteed to irritate—this trashy slice of exploitation still unfolds in a far more satisfying manner than Knock Knock, with the girls even going so far as to kill, something they never did in Roth's movie. The pair also prove their psycho credentials with a little animal cruelty, launching the family cat through a closed window. The purely psychological torture in Roth's film (as suffered by a totally unconvincing Keanu Reeves) is pathetic by comparison.My advice: if you've already suffered through Knock Knock, give this one a try. Like me, you'll probably find yourself enjoying it more as a result.5.5/10, rounded up to 6 for IMDb.

Interesting, intense, off the wall little obscurity plays as if it could have been written for the stage, involving three main characters and sticking to mostly one set. Seymour Cassel is George Manning, a man whose wife and children are away for his 40th birthday. He makes what will turn out to be a fateful decision: letting two strangers, attractive young women, into his home. They start out as friendly and seemingly normal, and before too long George and the gals - Jackson (Sondra Locke) and Donna (Colleen Camp) - are having a threesome. Soon after that the girls reveal their true colours, making themselves at home, refusing to leave, and playing all sorts of twisted games - psychological and sexual - with the hapless George. Reportedly Cassel, ordinarily a very reliable actor, was so unhappy making this that he declined participating in the post production process, so his dialogue is dubbed by another actor - all too obviously. Still, by the end of this thing, you can't help but *really* feel sorry for this guy. The story turns into an unrelenting streak of insanity, mean-spiritedness, and kinkiness that will undoubtedly turn some viewers off while intriguing others. When it's all over, it's hard to be sure what the point of it all is, but helping to keep it watchable are two very vivid performances by Locke and Camp, who make for a memorable pair of crazed antagonists, playing dress up, helping themselves to Georges' wifes' wardrobe (not to mention the food in the house), tying George up, dumping food on him, engaging in some carnal relations, etc. Director Peter Traynors' direction isn't the most skillful - overall, this is pretty crude - but "Death Game" still has an odd fascination about it that prevents it from being a waste of time; it doesn't hurt that Locke and Camp are so uninhibited and show off the goods regularly. (They claim at one point to be no more than 17 and 15 years old, but one senses that this is all just part of the game.) But people shouldn't worry that there's no consequences for the gals in the end; the last second resolution is so shocking, yet so silly, that it's likely to make a fair amount of people burst out laughing. Repeated use of one very goofy ditty titled "Dear Old Dad" (music by Jimmie Haskell) is likewise good for some chuckles. Trivia item: the production design is by Jack Fisk, and two of the set dressers are none other than Sissy Spacek (Fisks' wife) and Bill Paxton! Six out of 10.

I think there was this period in the 1970's when film makers decided that films didn't actually have to make sense if they had nudity in them.The plot line is a wealthy businessman's wife leaves for a medical emergency, so he's left alone on his 40th birthday. He lets in two drifters who happen to be hot blonds and bat-guano crazy.Except only one of them was hot. The other was Sondra Locke. (Shudder) After sex in a ridiculously large bathtub, they spend the rest of the movie torturing him and us. Just watching it was painful.Grainy film work, bad sound, bad lighting, annoying music. I almost wonder if this was some kind of horrid prank played on someone. More surprisingly, the leads actually had careers after this. Even Sondra, although she had to latch on to Clint Eastwood to do it.

What to do when you're a happily married man but your beloved wife is out of town on the night of your fortieth birthday, yet two sexy young girls show up at your doorstep, literally throw themselves at you and invite you for a threesome in your own sauna? You kick them right back out on the street, of course! That'll teach them to interfere with a perfectly happy family! Well, that is what you should do in order to prevent guaranteed catastrophes to happen the next morning, but admittedly very few male individuals are likely to respond like this. Neither does the handsome George Manning in "Death Game", so he's stuck up with two obtrusive chicks in his house. Their behavior gets more psychotic with each hour that passes, until they even set up a fake trial against poor tied up George. "Death Game" is not a very good movie, but that's merely because there was too little money available for the execution and because Peter S. Traynor has no clue how to direct a suspense movie. The basic premise is quite unusual for a 70's exploitation movie (usually slavering hillbillies terrorize poor young girls instead of vice versa) and the whole concept is actually very much ahead of its time! Especially nowadays, the horror genre brings forward a lot of movies revolving on brutal home-invasions. People are subjected to fear and torture in their own houses and it's a very popular and money-making concept at the moment, like for example in "Funny Games" and "The Strangers", but this crazed little movie already did something similar in the 70's! The 40 first minutes of "Death Game" provide silly entertainment (Sondra Loncke at the breakfast table) and irresistible trashy goodness (that soundtrack!!), but unfortunately the second half of the film is incomprehensibly boring and unexciting. It shouldn't be, since the girls get more deranged and all, but it suddenly feels as if the writers' inspiration had vanished and only padding remained. There are still two fantastic highlights to experience near the end, though! One involves a pussycat (did you know glass windows aren't cat-proof?) and the other is a stupendously laugh-out-loud hysterical ending. Even a threesome wouldn't have such a fantastic climax! Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to search for that awesomely catchy "Good Old Daddy" theme song on YouTube!