The horror-video boom of the 1980s unleashed many a gruesome spectacle on fans during that time, but few were as wild or relentless as Street Trash. It's definitely not a film for the sensitive; the plot and the characters are equally grimy, there's an accent on bizarre, gory spectacle, and the film has a seriously dark sense of humor (topics like rape, castration, and necrophilia are played for laughs). That said, anyone with a taste for cinema's wild side might enjoy Street Trash because it delivers the trashy goods and does so with a surprisingly artful touch. Roy Frumkes' script offers a surprisingly complex ensemble narrative that is packed with raunchy, endlessly quotable dialogue. Better yet, director Jim Muro frames the action with a dazzling eye for color and motion; he and cinematographer David Sperling make brilliant use of the steadycam to give the film a kinetic visual pulse. Street Trash is also unusually well-acted for a low-budget indie-horror effort. Everybody gives solid, charismatic performances, but the true scene-stealers are Troma film vet R.L. Ryan as a sleazy auto-junkyard owner and Tony Darrow and James Lorinz as a mobster/doorman duo whose bickering is laugh-out-loud funny. The final hook is the special effects; the "wino meltdown" scenes are some of the most colorful and inventive gore spectacles ever captured on film. In short, Street Trash is not for all tastes, but it will reward the brave viewer with an unforgettable walk on horror's wild side.