It's 1977 in the Bronx, and the weather, Studio 54, disco and love dens like Plato's Retreat are red hot. Then a serial killer begins to murder brunettes and parked lovers. At the eye of that storm is a chronic adulterer and his dutiful wife, whose marriage is slowly unraveling. All is well (hidden) until one of their friends comes back to the old 'hood, sporting a mohawk and UK accent. Then the finger pointing and suspicion begins and all hell breaks loose, and everybody is accusing everybody of being the son of Sam.
141 minutes, No persons under 16 (Violence, Language)
Drama
Karen Velez (43): I truly enjoyed this movie and I've sat and watched it a number of times. I enjoy the music, dancing and way of dress especially. I was 19 when Son of Sam was out and about so, from a personal standpoint, I was truly feeling this flick. Disco was tremendously BIG and punk rock was trying to hard to !@#$! that up. My friend's friend, Stacy Moskowitcz, was one of Son of Sam's victims.
