Review – Chained Heat

I first saw this many years ago at a party. At the time it was part of a drinking game called “Boom!” The object was to take a drink every time a boom mic dangled down into a shot. Actually, I should say “theoretical drinking game,” as we soon determined that taking a drink for every boom shot would rapidly lead to alcohol poisoning. So we contented ourselves to yelling “Boom!” at the appropriate moments. Thus it saddened me tremendously to note on this viewing that the frames had been corrected to exclude the microphones. With the grievous technical errors cut down, all that’s left here is a terrible script and a mess of boob shots. The only thing that distinguishes it from every other women’s prison movie is the presence of husky, post-Exorcist Linda Blair. See if desperate