Ok, I like NO LOVE biker films or tv shows such as SOA. THAT was the epitome of what a biker film or show should be about. This guy Larry Bishop (no idea who the hell he is) writes, directs and is the lead (Prez) in this disaster. He does not even come across as tough or broodish or even a biker for that matter. To me with the use of a Tarantino/Rodriguez cinematic theme it delved into the rivers of crap. Michael Madsen was his titular self as he appears in all his films, In between searching for a killer, he leads a gang whose members are sort of hard to tell apart, except for The Gent (Michael Madsen), so-called because instead of leathers, he wears a ruffled formal shirt under a tux jacket, with his gang colors stitched on the back. Why does he do that? The answer to that question would require Character Development, and none of the cast members develop at all.An Homage to Dennis Hopper who rode tall in Easy Rider, he was cool in this film. He only did 9 more films after this before his untimely death. I surely yawned my way through this garbage. Don't waste your precious time. I gave it a unearned 4 but lean more towards a 3. Even the MC names are ridiculous

Cult stars are scattered all around this film, not to mention the "Tarantino presents" status, add into the mix gratuitous nudity, motorbikes, booze, and random violence and what do you have? A shockingly awful and random film.The story makes a tiny bit of sense, not much but enough; a long standing promise for revenge between biker gangs, but I kept asking myself why, what for, and what the f? The story is not linear but this isn't the problem to understanding what's going on, nor is the random mumbled monologues which just confuses... I don't know, it's hard to put my finger on exactly what the problem was but there was a problem and I feel I wasted time I'll never get back by watching this film. Madsen plays a typical Madsen character, Carradine plays a typical Carradine character, Hopper plays a typical Hopper character, and Larry Bishop plays (directed and wrote) a random central character which doesn't fit the film at all but probably fulfilled some fantasy of his. All the other characters were Hollywood beautiful to a stereotype, not one fatty or ugly. Special mention has to go to Vinny Jones who plays a typical Vinny Jones character struggling with maintaining a cockney/redneck/cowboy/western accent while simultaneously struggling with the ability to act any more convincingly than a guinea pig a pig convention.Needless to say I didn't enjoy the film, it thought to much of itself, and wanted to be both Sons of Anarchy, Pulp Fiction, gritty and cool. It wasn't big and it wasn't clever.

Proving that not everything that has the tag of Quentin Tarantino on it is good was Hell Ride. When I saw the poster at my local movie theater ages ago, I was so bummed that I missed it at the theaters, but now that I saw it...I'll give it credit for the large amount of pointless nudity in it. The movie has a nice smorgasbord of eye candy.Micheal Madsen rocks as a biker wearing a tux, that was unique I'll give you that, and although having such counter culture icons as Dennis Hopper and David Carradine carry your picture was a great idea, there has to be more picture to carry.If there is a story I did not get it. The movie plays out more as a series of events that don't link together no where near as good as if Tarantino helmed the director's chair himself.Because of Tarantino's attachment to this movie I feel kinda lame about not getting it. I don't recall any of the late 60s early 70's biker films writer and director and star Larry Bishop was in, and if this movie authentically pays homage to that, I'm not interested in seeing them.In all fairness,if this movie was really that good it would not matter what genre it pays homage to, but it's not. I didn't get it. The only thing I got was the nudity, and that was not enough (it should be but it wasn't).

Quentin Tarantino's directorial career has been in steady decline ever since Pulp Fiction, but I still reckon it's a pretty desperate move to deliberately help others make crappy films just so that your own work looks better in comparison. And yet that is the only reason I can come up with for Tarantino producing biker flick Hell Ride, written, directed by, and starring Larry Bishop.A blatant attempt by Bishop to emulate QT's 'homage' style of movie-making, this embarrassingly inept piece of garbage uses every faux-grindhouse gimmick going in an attempt to be as cool as possible, but fails spectacularly thanks to a messy script that is virtually incomprehensible, a cast who fail to appreciate just how inane the movie's tongue twisting X-rated Seussian dialogue is, and abysmal direction from Bishop, who is as equally useless behind the camera as he is in front of it.As tough gang leader Pistolero, the perma-tanned Bishop is clearly having a good time, taking every opportunity to romp with big breasted bimbos a fraction of his age (assorted strippers and sluts, and a barmaid with some serious camel-toe), and co-stars Michael Madsen and Vinnie Jones look more than happy to have been asked along for the ride (Madsen should be pleased that he still gets acting gigs, period!). It's a shame, though, that those watching this crud won't be having anywhere near as much fun.