This would have to be one of the sleaziest cop movies i have ever seen.It's about two cops,Rookie and rule book who spend most of their time driving around L.A catching peeping toms and other perverts and occasionally blowing away bad guys.The back cover asks the question:How do cops find the time to love when they're listening for the next...Scream In The Streets? Well the answer seems to be obvious after watching this 70's flick,all the time!!Although i didn't do an accurate count but it seems to me that in the 70 minutes that it runs for there would be about 30 to 40 minutes of extended sex scenes,some grubbier than others,we get lots of tits,muff,kink, a lesbian scene and even a cock to look at.There's also a cross dressing killer on the loose who loves nothing better than to rape and kill women in the park every 20 minutes or so. The movie feels like a series of episodes just joined together to make a feature,which is fine by me!In fact according to issue 5 of Fatal Visions this movie was also released in OZ as Girls In The Streets on the K&C label and has a longer running time,I've got the Platinum Video release which is cut but still really strong stuff. I highly recommend to all you perverts who haven't seen it!!

A cross-dressing serial killer/rapist in drag beats a woman to death before the opening credits start rolling, and that's pretty much the entire movie. From there we see two cops start going about their rounds to find the killer, which never amounts to anything except that this thing turns into a porno flick with endless sex scenes and a peeping tom who always happens to find the right window at the right time so he can watch. I like gratuitous sex as much as the next guy, but there is a limit in a straight "feature", and certainly not when it's unimaginatively presented and whatever existing plot line was initiated completely becomes ignored. This is a very bad movie. 0 out of ****

Anytime John Tull is in a movie it is hard not to like it. Something Weird Video offers many Tull titles and each one has its own ridiculous charm. I love the line in the film where he is talking to his girlfriend on the bed and says something like, "Now, for those split beaver pants"! (His girlfriend was dressed for a 1950s costume party...) Lines like this make A Scream in the Streets and John Tull a "gem" of 70s sleaze cinema. It's not only Tull that captivates me, but how about that scene where the robber holds up the convenience store? I love the look of "horror" on the owner's face. (Actually, it looks like the guy has no idea what is going on...) I also love when the robber jumps out of the glass door in slow motion. Hey, they don't make movies like this anymore! A movie so horrible that I can't help but love it! The cross dressing killer somehow goes unnoticed (though it is so obvious that "she" is a man), the dialog is amusingly horrid, John Tull bares "Tull junior", and don't forget the flaccid member during one of the sex scenes in the massage parlor! God, I wish I lived in the 70s to experience this stuff first hand!

This jaw-droppingly odd and obscure softcore crime film was on a double-feature cassette with "Axe" and that's how I saw it. It starts off with the most jarring set of opening credits ever. Basically, a booming male voice shouts over a black screen "A Scream in the Streets!" then it abruptly cuts to the Fastest Scrolling Titles Ever superimposed over footage of an unconvincing drag queen killing someone (1970's police show music raging in the background). The film settles down a bit after this into something resembling a story, although I can't remember what it is. My only memory is that it involved a massage parlor and lots of sex scenes (one, at least, verging on hardcore). The men were the ugliest beasts I've ever seen with their clothes off. They couldn't have found more hideous men for this film. Towards the end, the ludicrous drag queen from the opening credits shows up again and implausibly stalks a park while going completely unnoticed. Then something happens and the film ends.... For fans of runny color and grainy cinematography only.