Movie critic Roger Ebert called it “A vile bag of garbage” and described watching it on the big screen as one of the most depressing experiences of his life. Meir Zarchi’s I Spit On Your Grave defined the rape-revenge genre and introduced it to audiences whether they were ready for it or not. A rough around the edges cinematic sucker punch, it’s a movie you’ll only ever watch once but one you won’t soon forget. When Jennifer, a young writer, decides to retreat to a country cabin to draft her first novel in peace she unwittingly attracts the attention of four bored country boys and gets quite the opposite. After being brutally assaulted, raped and left for dead she recuperates, bides her time and plots her merciless revenge against her hillbilly attackers.