It's not great by any means, but it's a pretty good movie that didn't leave me filled with regret for investing time in it.

The thing I enjoyed most about the film is the fact that it doesn't shy away from being a super-sized-cliche;

Blistering performances.

A terrific literary drama and character piece that shows how the process of creating art can be seen differently by those doing it and those looking at it from the outside.

Being a person who is drawn to films, simply because of how obscure it is, can, from time to time, lead to some interesting discoveries within the world of B-entertainment. Other times, not so much. Enter Whiskey Mountain. Of course it has nothing to do with Moonshine Mountain. Why would it? Whiskey Mountain is more like a semi-ripoff of Deliverance, (allegedly) for the Drive-In crowd, with a positively uncalled for PG rating. A quality which doesn't really hold back this Hixploitation epic as much as one would assume. I guess you could call it a hard PG. However, I must say I expected a tad more from something that came from William Grefe, as I found this obscurity to be slightly underwhelming. Whiskey Mountain is about 2 Bikers, I mean 2 motorcyclists (along with the wives), who end up making some local pot farmers nervous, after they head out to said mountain, lookin' for gold. So, they ain't lookin' for weed, but the farmers don't know that. A very, very long weekend is what follows. The vicious hicks, by no means, intend on letting these people go. Besides an entertaining performance from the legendary William Kerwin, and some quaint scenery, here and there, there ain't a whole lot for Whiskey Mountain to brag about. Perhaps if good ol' Jeffery Allen had been present, there would have been a little more life in this shin-dig. It's just too normal and serious for it's own good. Not Grefe's best, by any means. You may just want to check out Electric Shades Of Grey, and call it a day. Or, if you must discover some 70's Hixploitation that no one cares about, you might be better off with something more like God's Bloody Acre. However, for you vintage/obscure/exploitation completists out there, you could go whole a lot worse than Whiskey Mountain. I say give it a chance. Just be sure to keep your expectations in check. 6/10

"Whiskey Mountain" is an entertaining "Deliverance" clone about four motorcyclists terrorized by a group of marijuana growing hicks.The old laughing man is a funny character.Sadly deceased John Davis Chandler plays the leader of pot growing farmers."Whiskey Mountain" is a pretty tame exploitation flick with no nudity and some gritty violence.The cast is exceptionally good with 70's exploitation veterans like Roberta Collins and Christopher George of "Pieces" fame.The banjo soundtrack is cool with fantastic main country song Whiskey Mountain.I like horror movies made by sadly underrated William Grefe and I can't wait to see "They Came From the Swamp:The Films Of William Grefe" documentary.Can't wait for possible DVD release of "The Devil's Sisters" too.7 out of 10.

A less than redemptive hunka junk that is mercifully free from the ravages of competence. Some Northern idiots come to the deep South looking for some confederate rifles stashed on the legendary Whiskey Mountain. They are menaced by scary hillbillies, in a wide nod to 'Deliverance'; but it turns out that the hicks are fronting for a Northern marijuana-trafficking badass. This is brought to light so early that it doesn't even qualify as a twist. The women are locked up and raped into catatonia; rather than rescuing them, the guys run down to town to get the sheriff, who is lazy and doesn't believe them. I think if my girlfriend were being raped I'd kind of take the shortest route to the hideout anyway. It's OK though because as soon as they show up to tenderize the baddies the girls get all cheery and hop around, if only trauma were like this in real life. Also featuring a backwoods guy with a beard who cackles a lot. Not exactly bursting at the seams with ideas.

Like "Star Wars Episode One: The Phantom Menace". No, I'm not kidding. I mean, at least this film has people in it that sort of act like recognizable human beings. And any film with WIP-pic stalwart Roberta Collins in it can't be all bad. Maybe mostly, but not all. This is just your sort of run-of-the-mill "Deliverance" rip-off, '70s drive-in fodder from the interesting if not especially talented William Grefe. The fact that it was clearly shot in 'scope and that it was a budget video label (Best Film & Video) that put it out goes a long way toward explaining why it looks so cruddy. So give it a break!