It isn't all that great, actually. Really cheesy and very predicable of how certain scenes are gonna turn play out. However, I guess that's the charm of it all, because I would consider this one of my guilty pleasures.

There's a good chance the film will make you laugh out loud, but if it doesn't, there's an even better chance it will make you openly sob.

A film of deceptively outspoken contemporary relevance, this is cinema at its most alert, alarming and alive.

Yes, absolutely, there is fun to be had, as well as many, many things to go boom, all amid an atmospheric urban jungle.

Street Trash is the 1987 cult classic directed by future Hollywood lumni Jim Muro, look up his credits and you will find he is a talanted bloke. The film's premise is that greedy liquor store owner Ed is rummaging in his shops basement when he discovers a case of Tenafly Viper. Ed promptly racks the fortified wine on his counter at a price of $1 per bottle. Ed's clientele's actually quite shabby, consisting of... well Street Trash. The caveat being that the Viper has gone toxic, anybody who drinks it melts from inside out. As the Viper hits the street it's only a matter of time before the homeless bums will be literally flushed down the toilet. Who will be left unmelted after last call? Among those in line for a drink are Freddy and his brother who live in a junkyard owned by the horny Mr Schnizer, or will it be Bronson and his minion Wizzy and their ragtag group of deviants who terrorise the junkyard? The cinematography is a real standout in this film, there are some clever 360 spinning camera moves and the shot composition is very nice to behold. Street Trash is a very colourful film and you will really appreciate the detail and great locations on display. The melt scenes are all colour coded to each person which is an unique touch. My best friend and I have watched this movie at least 30 times over the last 20years and we still enjoy its humorous and often unintentionally funny lines delivered by the cast. Speaking of cast there are some pretty obscure actors along side legends like Tony Darrow from Goodfellas and Sopranos as well as the 80s wunderkind James Lorenz from Frankenhooker fame. Street Trash is worthy of the highest acclaim, this is one entertaining film that is best enjoyed with your friends and Vodka. Heck! It's worth 10 stars just for the Cop Bill's lines alone.

Well, this film's trivia bit sums up the movie very nicely:Vic Noto (Bronson) was cast a day before principal photography commenced (less than 12 hours.) "I didn't know what the hell I was doing," he said, "nor did I EVER understand who Bronson was. I did scene by scene not even knowing what the movie was about. I didn't read the script until three months AFTER (the movie) was wrapped. I STILL don't know who Bronson was."This "movie" is all over the place and yet, still (mostly) works. It's also simultaneously intentionally and unintentionally funny and effective in scares, but that might just be me: decades-old, low budget horror has frightened me since I was a lad.Not sure what the intention of this film was, but they sure as hell crammed in a ton of ideas. An antihero bum, a crazy Vet and toxic alcohol all play central themes, but so does horrible rape, sexual harassment, a gangster vs. a comedian and tons and tons of both full-frontal male and female nudity.I guess the death drink is prime, though it only shows up for a fraction of the movie. Basically, a liquor store owner finds a carton of old liquor and without thought, sells it for a buck a pop (kinda low, even for mid-80s time) and within seconds of drinking, or even touching, the victim is reduced to the same fate as that toxic-gang member towards the end of Robocop (same summer as this film. Must've been a theme or fear of the time.)But, there are many more subplots as we really follow the antihero homeless man through many misadventures. It's thoroughly nuts and yet watchable. I seriously doubt anyone was serious here and they were, indeed, out to have a fun and humorous time despite the few, though effective, gore scenes. Recommended for die-hard trashy-80s low budget "horror-comedies," like Attack of the Killer Tomatoes, The Toxic Avenger and other Troma film fans. Though, unbelievably, this was shot much better than those other disturbing, but "fun," films.***Final thoughts: You show me full-frontal male nudity within seconds of the film opening, and you got me hooked. Nice touch, so to speak, to not just feature the gals.

Two derelict brothers struggle to survive in an automobile junkyard that's ruled by dangerously deranged Vietnam veteran Bronson (fiercely played with fearsome intensity by Vic Noto). In addition, a batch of toxic hooch causes anyone unfortunate enough to drink it to melt into hideous gooey puddles.Director Jim Muro makes great use of the grimy junkyard main location, maintains a blithely sordid and warped tone throughout, and pulls out the show-stopping stops for several spectacularly messy and revolting over-the-top gore set pieces. Better still, Muro and screenwriter Roy Frumkes obdurately refuse to sentimentalize the homeless characters who populate this movie; these bums for the most part are quite vile, mean, and despicable. The uncompromising pitch-black humor pulls zero punches: We've got uproariously ultra-offensive jokes about rape, shoplifting, and necrophilia as well as an unforgettable sequence involving a game of toss with a severed penis. Moreover, it's acted with considerable zest by an enthusiastic cast: Jane Arakawa adds plenty of spunk as the feisty Wendy, Bill Chepil cuts a formidable figure as brutish cop Bill, Pat Ryan contributes a hilarious turn as irate junkyard owner Frank Schnizer, and James Lorinz steals every scene he's in as a smartaleck doorman. David Sterling's fluid and vibrant cinematography boasts loads of neat smooth and sinuous gliding Steadicam shots. A supremely scuzzy treat.

I've heard many things about this movie over the years. It's got a cult reputation, and I finally decided to check it out. I really enjoyed the audaciousness, the originality, and the sheer audacity to make a film of this magnitude. It's offensive, outlandish, nasty, outrageous, and I loved every minute of it. I consider this movie to be a great character study of the drunk and homeless. Almost every character in this movie is broke, filthy, living on the street, and drunkards. They are the stars of this movie. It has virtually no story. It's a random string of events from the very twisted mind of Director, J. Michael Munro. As reviewers have rightfully pointed out, this would never be made today. It's filmed on the streets of NYC, and a lot has changed since then. I often wondered what Munro was on when he came up with this movie. Was it the good old "Cheech and Chong" type stuff? He had to be smoking some good stuff. I can't see how you could come up with this sort of nonsensical stuff sober. If he did come up with it sober, he needs help. The homeless are not made to be sympathetic. Many of them are loudmouth idiots, and I couldn't help but be entertained by it. I wouldn't call this movie a gore fest but you'll see things your imagination couldn't come up with if your life depended on it. We get a beheading by a missile, a body explodes in graphic detail, bodies fall apart in all kinds of different colors, and a guy forcefully goes down a toilet. There are some hints of necrophilia, and more. Gore hounds will be pleased. The acting is nothing to write home about. Everyone is completely awful, and amateurish. Final Thoughts: What can I say? I enjoyed the hell out of it. It's so, enjoyably trashy. Is it a good movie? Hell no. It makes no sense what so ever, and it's cheap. But I'd be lying if I said I didn't like it. It'll have people mixed7.6/10