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The movie's neither hopeful in contrived ways, nor hopeless in different contrived ways. Somehow it manages to be wonderful

The biggest problem with this movie is it’s a little better than you think it might be, which somehow makes it worse. As in, it takes itself a bit too seriously, which makes most of the movie feel kind of dull.

There are moments in this movie where the great movie it could've been peek out... They're fleeting, here, but they're worth savoring, and they happen often enough to make it worth your while.

Very good movie overall, highly recommended. Most of the negative reviews don't have any merit and are all pollitically based. Give this movie a chance at least, and it might give you a different perspective.

After a grueling race with the grand prize being a beautiful motorcycle, one of the losers named "Tony" (Michael Walker) decides he is going to get that bike not matter what it takes. So that night he sets up a trap on the road which the winning racer, "Danny" (Jeremy Slate) has to take on his way home. Sure enough, as Danny gets to a certain point Tony and his friends ambush him and proceed to beat him into unconsciousness. A little later Danny wakes up and finds that his new motorcycle has been substituted for the one driven by Tony. But as it so happens, Tony makes a big mistake that same night when he drives up to a gas station where a motorcycle gang just happens to be frequenting. They beat up Tony and the leader of the gang by the name of "Tampa" (Adam Roarke) takes the motorcycle. Not long afterward Danny drives up and discovers from Tony what happened. Danny then proceeds to drive out to where the motorcycle gang is camping and then gets caught while attempting to steal it. After beating him up the Tampa decides to reimburse Danny by giving him one of their women in exchange--and subsequently knocks him out again. When he regains consciousness he finds the woman named "Cathy" (Jocelyn Lane) sitting around and the two of them set out to find the bikers. Now rather than reveal any more I will just say that, although it certainly had some good action here and there, it lacked the necessary realism for me to take it that seriously. Likewise, I didn't especially care for the ending that much either. For those reasons I have rated it accordingly. Average.

Quasi-comedy biker flick with western-genre elements has motocross champ Jeremy Slate (as the one decent character, and convincingly so) plotting his vengeance on the Arizona biker gang who stole his prized cycle. He catches up to them but is beaten badly, and for compensation the scurrilous pack leaves him scowling chopper chick Jocelyn Lane (an attractive cross between Nancy Sinatra and a post-teenage Hayley Mills, but a bit too refined for this kind of movie). "Hell's Belles" isn't much, nor does it strive to be, but the desert locales are interesting, Les Baxter's score is campy, and the performances aren't bad. Adam Roarke, a fine actor who made more than his share of groaners, plays the leader with admirable finesse, and the growing relationship between Slate and Lane is intriguing. The final showdown is well done, as is the closing scene. American International Pictures, having had huge success with "The Wild Angels" in 1966, had a tough time getting out of the biker rut, and by 1970 it was all starting to look like rehashed goods, but this entry has some modest surprises up its sleeve, and leaves you with more than just a quick biker fix. ** from ****

Hell's Belles is nothing more than a story about one biker stealing a motorcycle from another, who in turn gets it stolen by a biker gang, who is turn is chased down by the biker who got his bike stolen in the first place! Sounds exciting right? Not really. grade-school fight scenes, a biker gang that doesn't smoke, drink, or even wear leather jackets! Biker-film pin-up boys Jeremy Slate and Adam Roarke are the leads, but their acting is cheesy and wooden. However, the bright spot of Hell's Belles is the beautiful Jocelyn Lane. Hubba! Hubba! Miss Lane runs, screams, cries, rides a motorcycle, falls off a motorcycle, wearing a mini-skirt and boots. Blonde, tan, and built! The biggest farce of this film is how both Slate and Roarke are more in love with a prize bike, then the shapely Lane. How unreal can you get. I'd rate this stinker a 2, but I'd rate Miss Lane a 10. Hell's Belles!

This is one hell of a fun movie, and probably the best motorcycle flick of the '60s after Easy Rider. The is actually an update of the old Jimmy Stewart movie Winchester '73, except a motorcycle is used in place of the rifle. Jeremy Slate, always great in these '60s flicks, is the lead and is supported by a wonderful exploitation movie cast. Les Baxter's score, next to that of Easy Rider is about the best heard in a biker flick, a perfect artifact of the period, and lots of fun.