Based on the reviews and recommendation of several people around this wonderful website, I promptly purchased "Run! Bitch Run" - for the exaggeratedly high price of $20.00 - because this is supposed to be THE ultimate homage to raunchy 70's grindhouse exploitation cinema. The DVD- cover also proudly refers to titles like "I Spit on your Grave" and "Mrs. 45" and proclaims itself to be the cruelest and most vicious rape/revenge film of the past two decades. Let me just state that if you want to see a really grim and disturbing new rape/revenge film, check out the Argentinean "I'll Never Die Alone". Now that's a truly authentic grindhouse movie that literally catapults you back to the 70's. With "Run! Bitch Run", I can't be sure whether the makers intended to make a tribute to exploitation cinema or they simply translated their own sick and perverted fantasies to film. This is zero-budgeted amateur trash, with a lot of foul-mouthed dialogs and random (unattractive) nudity serving as cheap padding footage, whereas the actual plot could easily have told in twenty minutes. Two catholic schoolgirls, one prudish and one wild chick, are selling door-to-door bibles in a hillbilly region. They accidentally witness a local pimp kill one of his whores, so they're captured and abused. The prudish virgin girl Catherine is brutally raped and humiliated, but she nevertheless escapes and ends up in a nearby hospital. She eventually returns to her assailants, though this time dressed in a nurse's outfit and armed with shotguns instead of holy bibles. The simplicity and illogicalness of "Run! Bitch Run" is almost infuriating and increases the suspicion that the whole film was just improvised on the spot. The characters don't make sense. The stuttering guy, for example, is supposedly a docile geek but then later in the bar he turns into an badass aggressor himself. There isn't a single moment of suspense or even emotion to be found in this film and everything happens so randomly! I nearly didn't care for Cheryl Lyone's character as much as I did for Camille Keaton in "I Spit on your Grave". Besides, the butchered the cool chick way too soon, as I wanted to see more footage of Christina DeRose. She's also a much better actress than Cheryl Lyone and looks better naked. The movie isn't half as shocking or violent as reputed to be, although admittedly it contains one vital scene that will make any man squirm. You'll know it when you see it, yikes!