A rape victim in the woods followed by a rape and murder leads to a full investigation of who the culprit is, as well as security measures taken at the school where the victims were students. A student is made a decoy, and the police officer assigned to her makes her drive to the woods where she pretends to be sleeping in her car and he looks on from the shrubbery in the distance. He doesn't even see someone entering the car and attempting to strangle the girl, and then basically ends up with a slap on the wrist.
This film is insipid in so many ways that I lost count. There is a ridiculously obnoxious reporter trying to break into the rape victims house, promising her payment for her story and basically stalking around the outside house even after it gets dark. He seems to be enabled by the police department to do this, making me wonder who hires these horrible officers.
The only interesting fact about this outside the eerie outdoor photography is the presence of Lesley Anne Downe in her film debut as the rape victim who survives, and Sheila Hancock as a supportive teacher. The very masculine headmistress has a pervert of a husband who is allowed by several students to feel them up in the library, and when she finds some nude photos in his toolbox, he hysterically just walks away from her as she screams at him from the distance. This is definitely one of the worst British thrillers ever made, hideously bad incomplete concept and a mess as far as realism is concerned. I wouldn't recommend this school as a girl's reformatory, and the police make the Keystone Cops look like the FBI.
This film is insipid in so many ways that I lost count. There is a ridiculously obnoxious reporter trying to break into the rape victims house, promising her payment for her story and basically stalking around the outside house even after it gets dark. He seems to be enabled by the police department to do this, making me wonder who hires these horrible officers.
The only interesting fact about this outside the eerie outdoor photography is the presence of Lesley Anne Downe in her film debut as the rape victim who survives, and Sheila Hancock as a supportive teacher. The very masculine headmistress has a pervert of a husband who is allowed by several students to feel them up in the library, and when she finds some nude photos in his toolbox, he hysterically just walks away from her as she screams at him from the distance. This is definitely one of the worst British thrillers ever made, hideously bad incomplete concept and a mess as far as realism is concerned. I wouldn't recommend this school as a girl's reformatory, and the police make the Keystone Cops look like the FBI.