In this robocop overhaul of I Spit on Your Grave, a beautiful blonde concert pianist is assaulted and brutally raped by five young punk business tycoons who look like they toppled out of a Steven Seagal movie.  Naturally, the law lets the bozos off the hook and our heroine is forced to take a unique form of vigilante justice.  How she accomplishes that is the reason why you should be watching the film and not reading this review.

Suffice to say, the tension is supposed to be built up in the sexual come on (topless nudity) scenarios, but alas, they rank right up there with the Mickey Mouse club.  Good action yam with your usual laundry list of psychos, but very lame where a good dose of visual sensuality is required.