I love to hate exploitation movies as much as anybody, but The Candy Snatchers is so hateful that it's not even fun. If you need proof that a Playboy Playmate alone does not a good movie make, look no further than this train wreck.
The film starts with promise, sort of. A young girl is kidnapped for ransom, buried alive with a tube sticking out of the ground for air. The crooks (including our Playmate, Tiffany Bolling) want a pile of diamonds as ransom. But they didn't count on a witness! A mute little kid (we'd call him autistic today) who can offer vital clues. Oh, if only he could communicate!
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