Hollywood Chainsaw Hookers has a great title. Its also has some hot women with tight bodies, boobs and some nice stripping. They also wield chainsaws hence the title of the film.

Apart from that its an inept trashy movie with a mediocre script, low productions values and laughable effects. Some of its deliberate with fake blood oozing like champagne when merchant bankers receive their annual Christmas bonus.

Jack Chandler a sleazy gumshoe searches for a missing teen. His investigations lead him to deadly strippers and a chainsaw worshipping Egyptian cult led by Gunnar Hansen (Leatherface from the original Texas Chainsaw Massacre.)

This is a low rent film, its sleazy fun with plenty of nudity but its still a laughably bad film. Still no chainsaws were harmed in the making of the film.

Low-rent private eye Jack Chandler (nicely played to the scuzzy hilt by Jay Richardson) runs afoul of a deadly cult of crazed chainsaw-worshiping hookers while searching around Los Angeles for runaway teen Samantha (the ever-adorable Linnea Quigley in peak perky form). Director Fred Olen Ray, who also co-wrote the witty tongue-in-cheek script with frequent collaborator T.L. Lankford, whips up one doozy of a hilariously campy horror splatter trash hoot that pokes merry fun at both vintage 40's film noir detective yarns and choice cheerfully cheap'n'cruddy drive-in fare alike. Gunnar Hansen makes for a suitably mysterious and menacing villain as the evil cult leader. Better still, this flick sure doesn't skimp on the tasty plentiful female nudity: the luscious Michelle Bauer performs a sizzling full frontal striptease prior to carving some hapless guy up with a chainsaw, Quigley dances topless in a seedy dive bar (Linnea's legendary scorching Virgin Dance of the Double Chainsaws likewise seriously smokes),Esther Elise poses nude for some racy photos, and Tricia Burns bares her breasts. Scott Andrew Ressler's rough, grainy cinematography further enhances the movie's considerable grungy charm. The groovy retro 50's-style rock soundtrack, Michael Perilsten's cool rollicking score, and the endearingly tacky gore effects all hit the funky spot. Popping up in neat bit parts are Ray's onetime wife Dawn Wildsmith as brassy deranged prostitute Lori, Michael Shoyne as cynical bartender Jake, and Fox Harris as slimy voyeur baseball bat salesman Hermie. A sensationally schlocky treat.

Good plot, deep and well made characters, symbolic, creeps, hookers