If you are in the mood to watch a bunch of bikers riding around and getting up to all kind of antics, this might be your cup of tea. If you are looking for a horror movie, you'll be sadly disappointed.I think this could have been an interesting movie if it had been better done. It is a novel concept and could have gone in some unique directions. I'd love to see a remake that focused on the horror aspect. The title implies that you have biker werewolves but the monster part of the movie seems like it was put in as an aside. There is very little horror in this film and it is more implied than seen. Again, this film is more about a stereotypical biker lifestyle than a horror movie. That being said, I was quite surprised by a lot of the seemingly homoerotic scenes in the film (lots of guys holding on to one another and rolling around). I did find myself incredibly bored by the whole thing and it took me a couple of days to get through it. Watching bikers ride and act out doesn't float my boat. You don't see an actual werewolf until the movie has played over an hour and that is in the dark. And these bad bikers, who have terrorized everyone they've come in contact with run like a bunch of pansies. The ending was quite convoluted and make little sense which didn't help my overall opinion of the movie.The best parts of the movie were the soundtrack and the monk ritual. However, I don't understand how a satanic ritual resulted in someone becoming a werewolf. That was a new one. If you are a biker or a fan of the biker exploitation genre, it MIGHT be worth a watch. But then again, maybe not. If you are looking for horror, look elsewhere.

This really could have been played out like a "From Dusk Till Dawn" movie. What we've got here is the long slow grind, a boring movie with little scenes, and literally a cast of unknowns. Though the darkness of it, is impressive, you would of expected tonnes of gore, but this has chosen to go the other way. Either that, or they were working with a short budget. In it's starting, again we see what happens, if you insult a gang of mean bikers, these ones, thankless pigs. One of them in one shot, looks like World's Safari's Alby Mangels. After giving these two guys a work over and chugging down some pitchers of beer, they come across this temple, where they chill out, stuffing themselves with cloud bread and wine, fruitfully provided by these hooded cult members, spouting out hymns, whatever you call it. This part of the movie is indeed, a little freaky as it is effective. One of the girls becomes a werewolf soon after as consequence of this feast, but also I guess, belittling this religious sect. We don't see much wolf action either, one problem the movie is shot in real darkness. Though, certainly a different idea to other bikie films made around this period, there's no doubt, it's individuality. As a bikie fan, you'll never very good patience with this one. It doesn't rush for anything. Alternatively you could find yourself ejecting this one, and replacing it with Easy Rider.

"You dudes just don't wanna see the reality, do ya? That was no accident. It was heavy. Someone's controlling the vibes."Follow Adam (Stephen Oliver) and his rowdy biker clan, The Devil's Advocates (an appropriate title considering who they are, unbeknownst to them, about to become familiar with all too well), as they get wasted, act stupid and disorderly, and goof off before encountering One and his congregation of Satanic Monks who place a curse on them, many of the bunch turning into lycanthropes and attacking members of their happy-go-lucky group. The melancholic Tarot (Duece Berry) warns his brethren that they are doomed and Adam becomes more and more aggravated at him for ruining the mood of their biker gang. This movie has been unheralded, reviled, and considered one of the worst films of the 70s by a lot of critics. Plain and simple, this is a bonafide biker movie. Sure you get a creepy ceremony conducted by this literate head monk with a darkened face (it looked like he smeared black mud on his face), speaking for his silent union of robed Worshipers of Lucifer, sedating the bikers while they use Adam's woman, Helen (DJ Anderson) as a potential human sacrifice (mainly her hot ass is dancing around naked with a snake), as a fire rises, a cat bled into a goblet for drinking purposes. This is quite a sequence, played to the hilt. Everything about this movie is "I don't give a rat's ass what you think." Maybe that's why practically everyone and their mother hate it, I guess. This movie lets the bikers just jerk off and behave as they so wish. There's a protracted scene in a car graveyard where the bikers spend time messing around. That's what this movie is all about…the crazy, "I simply don't care" antics of a biker gang in some desert area, maybe Arizona, or the Midwest, where they come in contact with gas station folks who obviously wish their place of business wasn't located in the middle of nowhere, perfect for a bunch of no-good beer-guzzling, weed-smoking road riders who won't pay them for fuel. One poor gas station attendant is poked fun at by them and it's easy to see he's embarrassed by such playful harassment. One snarling gas station attendant doggedly defies them, tells them to pump their own gas (it is an old-timey pumps where you have to use a lever), and accuses them of being worthless, wanting to get paid and not seeing a dime. We really don't get a good look at a werewolf until the very end bonfire attack as bikers and a few lycanthropes play a game of rope-a-dope. My favorite moment has a flaming werewolf flying off his hog in mid air as it crashes into an explosive heap to the ground. They raise hell, these guys, that's the way biker gangs have always been portrayed, especially in the 60s/70s. Not much else to the movie, folks. I guess I'm one of a few willing to admit this, but I thought this was rather fun, even though "Werewolves on Wheels" is not really a film that has anything to say. It is a product of its time/era. I consider this a curio for fans of exploitation/horror.

Like it or not, Werewolves On Wheels is the undisputed best of the biker/werewolf sub-genre. A chillin' little B-movie, that is well aware that it is a B-movie, hence the title. You can really tell these guys had fun making this. We begin with a biker gang riding across country. These aren't just any bikers, they're The Devil's Advocates, so we already know they're mean mothers. In reality, The Devil's Advocates are a bunch of crude, obnoxious drug-addicts on motorcycles, who like to think they're in cahoots with the Devil, but lately, there is some kind of evil hovering over them. As luck would have it, there is a psychic in the group, so, you know that he'll shed some light on the situation so they can locate this evil, and kick its ass. They decide that a nearby satanic church is the root of their alleged problems, once they arrive, they're distracted by all the free wine from the satanic monks, which gives them the chance to place a curse on The Devil's Advocates. A curse that would leave, at least one of them a werewolf. Now, with all of this going on, the guys decide to take it to the desert, so they can clear their heads, and say their ooblah-dooblah's, but, not before kicking all the monk's asses. Now, among the wide-open freedom of the desert, The Devil's Advocates can get as drunk, high, and rowdy as they please. The only problem is, every time everyone passes out, someone gets torn to shreds. Who knows? Maybe the psychic can help matters. Probably not, though.Werewolves on Wheels, above all, is a good old-fashion fun B-movie, without a lot of thought put into continuity, or script, for that matter. They just went out there and entertained the drive-in crowd that it was clearly intended for. True, they could have explained things a little better, and the killings could have been better/gorier, but the atmosphere, score, and of course, the cheesy entertainment value more than make up for the flaws. For a much better example of a werewolf movie, check out Ginger Snaps, and for a much better example of life in the desert, check out The Chooper. Werewolves On Wheels certainly isn't one of the all time greats in werewolf horror, but as far as the biker/werewolf sub genre goes, look no further, because Werewolves On Wheels is the measuring stick. 7/10