Street Trash is the 1987 cult classic directed by future Hollywood lumni Jim Muro, look up his credits and you will find he is a talanted bloke. The film's premise is that greedy liquor store owner Ed is rummaging in his shops basement when he discovers a case of Tenafly Viper. Ed promptly racks the fortified wine on his counter at a price of $1 per bottle. Ed's clientele's actually quite shabby, consisting of... well Street Trash. The caveat being that the Viper has gone toxic, anybody who drinks it melts from inside out. As the Viper hits the street it's only a matter of time before the homeless bums will be literally flushed down the toilet. Who will be left unmelted after last call? Among those in line for a drink are Freddy and his brother who live in a junkyard owned by the horny Mr Schnizer, or will it be Bronson and his minion Wizzy and their ragtag group of deviants who terrorise the junkyard? The cinematography is a real standout in this film, there are some clever 360 spinning camera moves and the shot composition is very nice to behold. Street Trash is a very colourful film and you will really appreciate the detail and great locations on display. The melt scenes are all colour coded to each person which is an unique touch. My best friend and I have watched this movie at least 30 times over the last 20years and we still enjoy its humorous and often unintentionally funny lines delivered by the cast. Speaking of cast there are some pretty obscure actors along side legends like Tony Darrow from Goodfellas and Sopranos as well as the 80s wunderkind James Lorenz from Frankenhooker fame. Street Trash is worthy of the highest acclaim, this is one entertaining film that is best enjoyed with your friends and Vodka. Heck! It's worth 10 stars just for the Cop Bill's lines alone.

"Street Trash" is a classic example of a movie that was based on an idea for a short film that really didn't transfer to feature length.In a short film, you might not notice that there's basically no plot, and it would have been kept afloat with its nifty gore effects.Stretched out to an hour and forty minutes, however, the film is too unwound, with far too much filler in between the sparse gory moments (the only reason anyone would watch it), and very little to link the scenes together.The "plot", if you can really call it that, is something to do with alcohol that makes people "melt", their bodies turning into psychedelic goo which runs off their skeletons. This alcohol is discovered by a group of bums who live in a wrecking yard.There is also an "infamous" scene where a man is caught urinating out the window of his shack, and has his penis lopped off for his trouble. The bums then play catch with it.For a so-called "gore movie", this scene is surprisingly bloodless. It is played more for laughs than anything. You can't believe that a man really lost his penis in this scene; it looks more like they're tossing a dildo around. This scene also has no bearing on the rest of the movie.Overall, I think all "Street Trash" really has to set it apart from any other movie is the weird "melting" effect that it showcases occasionally. This is the vaunted "gore" the genre supposedly promises, though, again, there's no blood. Instead it looks like the person's body suddenly turned into fluorescent paint. Choosing to do it this way makes for a nifty effect. The only other quality the movie has that might make you remember it is its complete lack of story or characters, as it had nobody to root for, no one to care about, and doesn't really have any villains. It's just tedium occasionally interrupted by a gore effect, and the gaps in between these effects really tried my patience.

Awesome gore effects and a total lack of regard for good taste, this movie is disgusting and aimless, but a total sleaze classic. If you want to watch a movie where a cop kills a hit-man then pukes on his corpse or where a homeless man gets his member cut off and other homeless people play keep away with it, this is for you! There isn't much of a plot and it felt longer than necessary, but the melting scenes were so well done that it makes up for it.

Can anybody seriously dislike a movie starring R. L. Ryan of The Toxic Avenger, Class of Nuke'Em High and Eat and Run? Can anyone dislike a movie featuring Tony Darrow of Who Do I Gotta Kill? and Goodfellas? Can anybody refrain from busting his (or her) gut during the final song of the film, the cover version of Frankie Boy's all time favorite entitled We do Things My Way? Does anybody know about any other film featuring an overweight necrophiliac salvage yard owner, a homosexual dog, crazed Vietnam vets, melting bums, mobsters, hit men, toxic booze, and a killer soundtrack? A few years ago, I fell in love with this movie. I purchased the first edition of the DVD from Synapse, with two original stickers enclosed that I used to create my own two bottles of Tenafly Viper. I have watched Street Trash a zillion times since then, and, boy, it never gets old.