After a boy is killed at the hands of the drag-racing gang led by Packard Walsh, the mysterious Jake Kesey shows up in town. Jake turns out to be Jamie, the one who got killed, who returns to gain revenge.
A big glop of low-budget Hollywood cheese, sliced from half a dozen other movies. Still, as a piece of '80s zeitgeist, it offers something of a glimpse into the national psyche of the time - not to mention the feather hairdos and jean jackets.
The town (comprising one house, a burger joint and no citizen who isn't a teenager or a cop) is overseen by Sheriff Randy Quaid, who displays all the reverence the script deserves.
