This is a movie for people who don't find the infamous "Late Night Trains" sleazy enough for their taste. Actually though, this movie, while nowhere near as good, is a lot less disturbing than its more notorious cousin because it's just too ridiculous to take seriously. Silvia Dionisio plays the train prostitute. Why an overnight train really needs a prostitute I don't know, but she sure does a lot of business. There's also a criminal who is being transported by Interpol and ends up becoming the protagonist by default(perhaps this was inspired by the original "Assualt on Precinct 13"). The villains are three pathetic w*nkers who are far more annoying than scary. Anyone worth their salt could have beaten the hell out of these idiots and tossed them off the train with their flick-knives in their a***s, but these twits somehow manage to cow all the other passengers and have their way with them--usually sexually.
Sex is pretty much the name of the game here. Besides Dionisio doing what she does best, you have the equally infamous Zora Kerova as a passenger who willingly cheats on her boorish husband with one of the miscreants in the toilet but gets her comeuppance when one of the other guys barges in on them for some additional action (I guess the filmmakers saw "Straw Dogs" too). I don't know where they got the scene with the father who has incestuous designs on his own daughter and is forced to gamble with other male passengers for her virginity (I suppose this kind of sleaze could ONLY have come from Italy). He doesn't win, fortunately; the same sleaze bag who earlier raped Dionisio and Kerova gets the honors (you have to admire his stamina if nothing else). Still, like the rest of the movie of the movie, this scene would have been a lot more disturbing if the "virgin" in question wasn't being played by an actress who looks to be an aspiring porn starlet.
The violence and suspense on the other hand is almost nil. This is grade Z Italian sleaze in every sense of the word, but I guess if that is what you are looking for . . .
