This hopelessly dated and square youthquake drama from American International Pictures was released just months after the real riots on Los Angeles' Sunset Boulevard to protest the police harassment of younger patrons of the Strip's nightlife. Veteran B director Arthur Dreifuss, then in his late sixties, and scribe Orville H. Hampton (no spring chicken himself), show no comprehension of or affinity for youth culture whatsoever, and their work here is flat and clichéd. The actors do what they can with the material. Aldo Ray, sliding slowly into the twilight of his career, is typically gruff as the understanding police chief, while Mimsy Farmer offers another overripe portrayal of a virginal teen-turned-damaged goods at the hands of scurvy counterculture types (see also Devil's Angels). Exploitation aficionados will find some easy laughs with the stiff dialogue and performances, but the film will be of primary interest to vintage garage rock fans, as such notable outfits as the Chocolate Watchband and the Standells are prominently featured both onscreen and on the soundtrack.