This is one of those strange early 70's sex films, which, like any sex movie, is obviously meant to titillate the audience, but nevertheless really portrays the Sexual Revolution of the time in very sordid and ugly light. It's hard to tell whether it's hypocritical, ambivalent, or just plain incompetent (probably the latter). A sexually-frustrated loner takes to shooting copulating couples with a high-powered rife (shades of the infamous Zodiac Killer). Of course, before he shoots them he has to watch them in his scope for five or ten minutes (so the raincoat-clad guys watching this in the grindhouses could do their thing). I don't know why this guy is sexually frustrated--he lives in this strange parallel universe where a beautiful stripper invites him home to a pool party in the Hollywood hills where an orgy is taking place, but all he does is stand around in his suit watching. From his horribly written dialogue you get the idea that he is kind of a moralist, but that doesn't explain why he hangs around sleazy strip clubs. Character development is not one of this movie's strong points.
The lead girl is played by "Dawna Rae" (a stripper/porn star pseudonym if I ever heard one). She has a really beautiful body, which is pretty much always on display one way or another, even if she can't act worth spit (believe me, no one else can either). One of her many lovers is shot to death while they're having sex in the pool, but this doesn't stop her from lounging by the same pool in a bikini or having more sex with the curtains open. There's also a mean-spirited and unpleasant rape scene near the end, which makes no sense given the alley-cat morals of this character--all the guy would have had to do was ask. How bad is it? The director of "The Thing with Two Heads" actually uses a pseudonym here. If you want to see a movie about the Zodiac killer, watch "Dirty Harry". If you want sleazy softcore sex set in 70's strip club, watch "Mantis in Lace". But whatever you do, avoid this seedy, depressing, and incompetent garbage.
