A Reflection Of Fear (1971) Review

After traveling the globe for over a decade, a wealthy playboy (Robert Shaw) returns home for a quick divorce and to see his daughter, Marguerite (Sondra Locke). He’s devastated to learn his daughter is treated like a prisoner on the estate, locked away from society by a vindictive wife (Mary Ure) and mother-in-law (Signe Hasso). Marguerite lives in a fantasy world with her non-human friends; dusty old books, dozens of rotting dolls, ameba from pond scum, and the brutish Aaron. Despite being an imaginary friend, Aaron gets quite jealous of Marguerite. When he learns her father and new step-mother (Sally Kellerman) may be taking her away from the estate, Aaron gets violent and the mortality rate starts to climb.

A Reflection of Fear is an obscure proto-slasher from the early 70’s. Even though Reflection tanked at the box office, it still managed to influence several films from the golden age of slashers. Sleepaway Camp and and Unhinged owe a massive debt to Reflection. I’d like to go into greater detail about this “debt” but doing so would ruin the surprise ending. Susan Day George’s death scene in Mortuary borrows heavily from Mary Ure’s murder in Reflection. The only difference is Aaron uses a big stick instead of an embalming needle.

Sondra Locke’s character is described as enchanting several times in the film. Her performance could be described as mesmerizing and haunting. She looks so fragile and vulnerable in her Alice in Wonderland dresses, she really steals the scenes from the other cast members. Robert Shaw’s performance is restrained but it’s because his character is supposed to be oblivious to his daughter’s sexual advances. He’s still the best male actor in the cast and his larger than life qualities shine through. Mary Ure, Shaw’s real wife at the time, has little dialogue but is able to convey evil and hatred with just a glance. Sally Kellerman also gives a strong performance as Anne, a woman who realizes her future is crumbling before her eyes.

Neither director William Frakes nor screenwriters Edward Hume and Lewis John Carlino are very subtle with Marguerite’s sexual obsession with her father. There are several flesh-crawling scenes but these moments are caused more by revulsion than fear or terror. Marguerite doesn’t hug her father, she wraps him in a lover’s embrace. Locke masturbates while listening to Shaw and Kellerman make love and shouts “father” when she climaxes. Marguerite asks her father to give her an injection because “it won’t hurt if you do it.” The viewer knows she has a different form of penetration in mind. Frakes seems more interested in making a sleazy character study instead of a suspense film. Hume and Carlino give Reflection two major twists, but the first surprise is torpedoed five minutes into the movie. Revealing Aaron is a doll kills any mystery as to the identity of the killer. And Frakes fumbles a bit with the big twist at the end. Viewers have to listen closely to the voice over or they’ll miss the punch line.

Today A Reflection of Fear is a forgotten film despite the presence of a strong cast and the obvious influences on slasher films in the early 80’s. Reflection is worth tracking down, especially for Robert Shaw fanatics and lovers of the Sleepaway Camp series. Shaw, who considered Reflection to be one of his “shit” films, later went on to achieve film immortality in Jaws. Sondra Locke became Clint Eastwood’s favorite leading lady, appearing in many of his films during the late 70’s and early 80’s. Sadly, Mary Ure died suddenly in her sleep in 1975. Shaw followed her to the grave after suffering a massive heart attack in 1978.

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Popcorn (1991) Review

15 years ago, Lanyard Gates finished his film The Possessor by murdering his family and setting fire to the theater. Legend says there were no survivors but the body of Lanyard Gates was never found. Now, a group of film students are re-opening the Dreamland for an all-night horrorthon. While the audience is watching cheesy sci-fi flicks, a hideously burned killer is stalking the film students in the dark corners of Dreamland.

Popcorn, despite being made in the 90’s, has a distinct 80’s feel. Characters are the standard cut-outs; blonde slut, lovable nerd, streetwise but funny black girl, guy in wheelchair, air-head blonde who eats too much junk food, and a heroine suffering from nightmares. Bad pop songs bust out while characters clean the theater or sell tickets. For some strange reason, a Reggae band jumps on stage and performs a song that has nothing to do with the film right in the middle of the movie. A couple of giallo clichés are thrown in as well. The killer wears black gloves and uses a dummy to distract victims.

Popcorn had a very troubled production. Alan Ormsby, the writer and original director, had a falling out with old pal Bob Clark. As a result, Clark had to bring in Mark Herrier to direct and Ormsby had his writing credit replaced with “Todd Hackett”. Herrier, best known as an actor in the Porky’s trilogy, does a good job telling the story visually. Ormsby’s script, or what’s left of it, borrows elements from almost every horror genre from the 50’s to the 80’s. The films-within-the-film are pure camp and sometimes disrupt the suspense and atmosphere generated by the slasher storyline.

The best thing about Popcorn is the strong cast. Tom Villard is once again type-cast as the goofy nerd, but he brings a sense of innocence to the role of Toby. Sadly, Villard died just a few years after finishing the film. Kelley Jo (Summer School) Minter is funny as tough talking, hard punching Cheryl. Jill (The Stepfather) Schoelen does a nice job as Sarah, the girl haunted by nightmares and a burned killer. Dee Wallace Stone and Tony Roberts have cameos, but Ray Walston is the real scene stealer in his brief appearance.

Popcorn isn’t a perfect slasher, the humor and sci-fi films weaken the horror elements. One would expect more from the team, Clark and Ormsby, that created so many strong horror films in the 70’s. Like most slashers in the 90’s, Popcorn is mostly dry of blood and the most gruesome death is reserved for the killer. Yet, as a homage to a forgotten era of filmmaking and moviegoing, Popcorn is a fun treat. The lack of gore and sex makes it a slasher one can watch with the whole family. It’s rated R, but I doubt it would earn more than a PG-13 today.

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Nail Gun Massacre (1985) Review

Construction workers are the prime targets for a killer armed with a nail gun. The local Doc and Deputy try to track down the elusive killer while the body count continues to rise. Maybe elusive is too strong considering the killer and Deputy pass each other on the highway half a dozen times.

I don’t posses enough words in my meager vocabulary to fully describe the experience that is The Nail Gun Massacre. One doesn’t watch this slasher, you gaze in awe and wonder with a slack jaw and just a hint of drool oozing from the corner of your mouth. One actress actually defies the laws of gravity. And at the end of her touching scene, she looks directly into the camera as if to say “Can I put my shirt on now? It’s freezing in here.”

Directors Terry Lofton and Bill Leslie use real people as opposed to real actors, giving this slasher a low rent charm. An old lady at a country store can be seen reading directly from the script. Most of the non-actors are reading their lines during the scenes and look directly into the camera when they finish. The ones that due have previous acting experience (community theatre most likely) tend to go overboard or under play their roles. One character gets shot in the penis with a nail. This has never happened to me but I’m sure if it did I’d probably scream, cuss, or jump around. Not this actor. He falls to the ground and moans “aaaahhhh”.

There are a few other minor flaws in the execution of The Nail Gun Massacre. First, the killer is obviously played by a short woman. At the conclusion, the killer is revealed to be a tall man. Maybe the guy is covering for the real killer, but the films ends with Doc and the main suspect holding hands and walking into a beautiful sunset. Secondly, the killer delivers the worst one-liners ever uttered in a slasher film. Fortunately for the viewers, the voice over used is so garbled that one has a hard time understanding the punch lines.

If you’ve never see The Nail Gun Massacre, then I urge, no, beg you to seek out this slasher. Here are just a few of the amazing sights that await you: the Deputy’s badge and shoulder holster move around his body from scene to scene, Doc dresses like a greaser from those 1950’s JD flicks, a couple order grilled cheese sandwiches at a greasy spoon yet receive cheeseburgers, the girl tells her date that it will take more that a cheap meal to get her naked then has sex with the guy anyway, the killer falls to his death only to have his feet magically reappear in the shot seconds later, the body count is 16 but only a few of the victims have names. There is more, much more, but I don’t have the space nor time to detail all of the excitement and charm that is The Nail Gun Massacre.

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Mortuary (1983) Review

After her father’s mysterious death, Christy (Mary McDonough) suffers from sleepwalking and night terrors. Making things worse, no one beliefs her claims of a ghoul faced killer lurking in the shadows. When she learns her mother is in a coven of witches, Christy begins to distrust everyone in her life. Is her mother trying to drive her crazy or is there a more sinister figure at work? It’s up to Christy’s boyfriend to save her before she ends up on the slab.

Mortuary features several staples of the early subgenre; a comic relief fat guy that isn’t funny, a nerd that nobody likes, and roller disco. Surprisingly, Christy’s friends never become fodder for the killer, mostly because they spend all their time at the damn disco. The killer’s weapon of choice, a giant embalming needle, is a change of pace from garden tools and kitchen utensils. There is some nudity, but a very obvious body double is used in place of Mary McDonough.

Director/co-writer Howard Avedis and co-writer Marlene Schmidt manage a few surprises and jolts, but they give the killer’s identity away half way through the film. Still, they have one wicked twist at the end. They give their slasher motivations other than simple revenge. The witches subplot is unnecessary and never really develops into anything of importance.

Bill Paxton plays Paul the nerd, a goofy loser one almost feels sorry for as he skips across a graveyard with a handful of roses. Christopher and Susan Day George have nothing parts, they’re mostly window dressing. David Wallace, as Christy’s boyfriend, is okay, but the faces he makes when his character is angry are laughable. Mary McDonough brings a wholesome, vulnerable quality to her character, but her sleepwalking scenes are a little embarrassing.

Mortuary has some clichés, but also has a few twists and surprises. There is little blood or gore, but there is one really intense murder. If you ever get to see the trailer for Mortuary, then you’ve hit the bonus round. Michael Berryman is shown digging a grave in a mist covered graveyard. Suddenly, a hand bursts out of the grave and drags the screaming Berryman into the earth. None of this occurs in the film and makes Mortuary look like a zombie flick.

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Moon Stalker (1989) Review

Watching Moon Stalker is like beating your head against a wall. You feel dizzy and think “Why did I just do that” when it’s finally over. Bernie, a crazy mountain man, kills campers with an ax. He’s a little slow and often mistakes campers for firewood. And Bernie loves chopping firewood.

Michael O’Rourke, the writer/director of this paint-by-numbers slasher throws in one or two twists on the old formula. First, the killer takes off his straightjacket and potato sack mask early in the film. Bernie looks much less threatening wearing a cowboy hat and sunglasses. Actually, he looks like an extra from one of the Smokey and the Bandit movies. Secondly, the heroine isn’t introduced until the midway point. O’Rourke is still introducing characters and victims 10 minutes before the end, which really kills any momentum and leaves little room for character development.

Moon Stalker is more no-budget than low budget. Gore costs money, so most of the kills occur off screen. The kills that are shown are really lame. One girl gets sprayed with hot water in a shower and falls down dead. The big camp is nothing more than raggedy army surplus tents. The camp sign is magic marker on poster board. We are told Bernie likes to chop up his victims and stack them like firewood, yet that spectacle is never shown because they only had one rubber arm and a couple of rubber legs.

The cast is truly a train wreck to behold. Blake Gibbons as Bernie might have been menacing if didn’t have that damn mullet and bowlegged, shambling walk. Everybody else is waaaay over the top. A guy telling the legend of Bernie around a campfire mimics Woody Allen for no apparent reason. All of the little nuances in the performances are more irritating than entertaining.

Moon Stalker is for bad movie fans only. Maybe some will get a few laughs out of the funky dialogue and actors freezing in brutal weather. It’s hard not to crack a smile when one slob shouts “Bernie’s come back to kill.” Bernie has to be the worst name for a killer in all of slasherdom. Those that manage to stay awake will find it hard to keep their finger off the fast-forward button.

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Killer Workout (1986) Review

A young model is deep fried during a terrible tanning bed accident. A few years later the hard bodies at Rhonda’s Work-Out are the targets of a killer armed with a giant safety pin. Despite a massive body count and mountains of evidence, Lt. Morgan (David Campbell) seems unable or unwilling to solve the murders. The action really picks up when kung-fu fighting private eye Chuck (Ted Prior) joins the hunt for the killer.

Killer Workout is so absurd at times that one wonders if it is intended to be a parody of a slasher film. Most of the thirteen murders occur at the gym, yet the high mortality rate never seems to hurt business. Life and death karate battles suddenly erupt while characters are performing mundane tasks like taking out the garbage, finding dead bodies in the gym, and peeping on ladies taking midnight swims. It sounds crazy but watching the hero give a murder witness brain damage with a spinning elbow is actually entertaining. And who knew a safety pin could be so intimidating? Most of the murders could have been prevented if the victims simply lifted an arm to block the repeated stabs to the neck. An armed guard is so terrified by the murder weapon that he forgets to pull his revolver.

To compensate for the thin mystery and ridiculous plot, writer-director David A. Prior fills the screen with mountains of bouncing flesh and rivers of blood. It’s uncanny how the camera always seems to zoom in on the biggest breasts and other naughty bits. While the murders are never gory, there’s still plenty of arterial spray to wet the appetite. The best make-up effects are the burn scars covering Rhonda (Marcia Karr), which Prior must have loved from the amount of screen-time the scars receive.

No one actor dominates the film since so much of the running time is devoted to dancing and weight lifting. Ted Prior makes a better heroic figure than David Campbell, whose face seems to be frozen with a constant scowl. Marcia Karr does nothing to make burn victim Rhonda into a tragic or sympathetic character. he’s colder than a snowflake in Antarctica and meaner than a snake with a toothache. The most likable actress is Teresa Vander Woude, who plays the terminally ditzy Jaimy. I don’t know how well Vander Woude recites her lines but she makes the endless exercise routines more fun to watch.

David A. Prior’s Killer Workout, although dated by horrible fashions and bad synthesizer pop-music, has a timeless message for for its viewers: Exercise Will Kill You Dead. Even though it runs short on logic and scares, Killer Workout still has enough goofy charm to warrant one viewing. The film would make a nice double feature with Death Spa, a similar movie with a supernatural slant.

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Killer Party (1986) Review

Phoebe (Elaine Wilkes), Vivia (Sherry Willis-Burch), and Jennifer (Joanna Johnson) are pledges trying to get into the best sorority on campus. Unfortunately for the three friends, they have to attend an April Fool’s Day party in the old, abandoned Delta Sigma house. The house has been closed for twenty years, ever since a student was killed during a hazing ritual. Not everyone is happy to see new life in the old house. Soon after the party starts, a slasher in an old diving suit crashes the bash.

Killer Party is one schizophrenic slasher. It features two false starts before the real story starts. After the cheesy rock video intro, Killer Party plays like a teen comedy for half an hour. There are some funny segments, but no real suspense or frights. The slasher only appears for about ten minutes before the film turns into a funky Exorcist clone, which is appropriate because most of the audience will be saying “What the hell?”

Director William Fruet has made entertaining slashers in the past, so one wonders what happened with this film. Maybe the disjointed nature of the film is the fault of scripter Barney Cohen, also a veteran (Friday the 13th: The Final Chapter). If the film is just a big joke, then why does it take a serious down beat tone in the last ten minutes? Making matters worse for slasher fans, all of the gore murders are edited.

The actors are the strongest element in the film. The late Paul Bartel is charming and funny but the film loses momentum after he exits. The three lead actresses are beautiful and sincere, one believes they could really be friends. Anime fans take note. Terri Hawks, the voice of Sailor Moon, has a small role as one of the sorority sisters.

It’s hard to tell where Killer Party went wrong. It had an experienced director, scripter, and cast. It almost seems like the crew started filming a comedy then switched at the last minute to a slasher film. The biggest problem is the killer’s identity. There is no way that person could have killed all of the victims because they are either with friends or being watched during some of the deaths. Maybe one day Killer Party will be released on DVD with a commentary track. Then maybe the viewers will finally learn what went wrong with a film that had such potential.

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Intruder (1989) Review

For nearly two decades Intruder was a movie that seemed more talked about than seen and it became sort of a Holy Grail for genre buffs. After a small distribution in the late 80s, Intruder disappeared as mysteriously as it had appeared a short time earlier. A good portion of the people involved, who were almost complete unknowns then, would go on to become heroes to a generation of horror and fantasy fans worldwide. Intruder sports an awesome cast (well partially awesome, more on that later) consisting of masters of the genre like Sam and Ted Raimi and Bruce Campbell (Granted, Ted might not be a master, but he’s still pretty cool!). Unfortunately, time can be cruel and after all these years, Intruder feels like an unsuccessful attempt to capture the formula that made Sam Raimi such a giant in the industry. This Evil Dead gone slasher is still a fun little popcorn movie, but despite a fervent attempt at recreating a unique blue-print, it comes across more like a beautiful train wreck.

Part of the revamp of a tired premise has Intruder taking place almost entirely inside a supermarket after hours. A graveyard crew finds themselves locked inside with a maniac who intends to make good use of all the potentially dangerous weaponry a store of this ilk has. End of storyline. Luckily, the violence in Intruder is a gore filled feast for the eyes. There are lots of gruesome killings (SPFX supplied by the masters at KNB) including an eye-gouging, hammer-beating and band-saw-head-cutting to name a few, which are delivered in such a gleeful and visually pleasing manner, it makes the shortcomings a bit easier to forgive.

When it comes down to it, most slasher films are pretty unoriginal. The worth of the film lies in its execution and the actors’ willingness to step up to the plate and create strong, believable and unirritating characters… no easy feat. Though Intruder gives it a good shot, it lacked both a knack for re-creating the roadmap and although some of the cast were great (Sam Raimi is especially adorable here) a few of them blended together to the point I couldn’t tell who was who. And is it just me or should have Jennifer Aniston look-alike Renee Estevez been given the final girl title instead of the wooden Elizabeth Cox?

The director and long time friend of Raimi, Scott Spiegel, does his best to inject some playful camera work, but after all these years it feels more like he’s attempting to copy Raimi’s unique visual style already used to it’s ultimate potential in Evil Dead II (which Spiegel co-wrote). Had Raimi not made it big, would I still be comparing their styles? Probably not, but it certainly sticks out like a sore thumb now.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying Scott Spiegel isn’t without talent, in fact I’m saying the opposite… I’m only stating that I would have liked to have seen him step out of his superstar friend’s shadow and spread his own wings. And in the years since Intruder he certainly has. Alas, Intruder will unfortunately fall prey to a jaded public far too familiar with Raimi’s signature stamp and may only appeal to die-hard fans of 80s horror.

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The Initiation (1984)

Kelly Fairchild (Daphne Zuniga) has nightmares involving a man attacking her parents (Vera Miles and Clu Gulager). The dream always ends with the mystery man getting torched after falling into a fireplace. As a pledge for Delta Rho Chi, Kelly is forced to break into her father’s mall and steal the night watchman’s clothes. Someone else is lurking in the mall and they’re only interested in taking lives.

The Initiation follows the traditional slasher formula: faded stars (Miles and Gulager), young, talented unknowns (Zuniga, Hunter Tylo, James Read), new wave band (Refugee) performing at a party, shower scenes, bloody deaths, etc. Following the formula so closely is a good thing. The film makers set out to create an entertaining slasher for slasher fans and they succeeded. What makes The Initiation a stand out slasher is the strong performances, Larry Stewart’s direction, and Charles Pratt’s script.

Pratt does a nice job of establishing characters before they get slaughtered by the killer. We care about the virgin nerd (Marilyn Kagan), the blonde slut (Tylo hiding behind a stage name), and the comic relief jokester (Trey Stroud). The death scenes have so much more impact because of this connection with the characters. Sure, the first half is top heavy with psycho babble, but the pay off is worth the build up.

The Initiation almost jumps the tracks into gothic romance territory with its dark family secrets and budding romance between Zuniga and Read. Fortunately, scenes of garden tools sinking into tender flesh remind the viewer why we signed on for this trip. Stewart’s direction really hits its stride during the mall scenes. Something so ordinary becomes a cavernous spook show with sinister shadows, gleaming murder weapons, and a half glimpsed killer.

Repression is the central theme of The Initiation. Every character suffers from either repressed memories or desires. Moral of the story: keep something locked away long enough and it will come back to haunt you. The Initiation is a must see for all slasher fans. Just don’t reveal the twist ending to your friends.

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Iced (1988) Review

Two hotdog skiers race each other for the right to bed the lovely Trina (Debra DeLiso from Slumber Party Massacre). Cory (Doug Stevenson) wins and quickly moves in for his reward while loser Jeff (Dan Smith) gets drunk and skies off the side of a mountain. Luckily, Jeff is saved from crashing into the snow by landing on a couple of boulders. Four years later, newlyweds Cory and Tina are reunited with friends when the gang is invited to a new lodge for a free ski weekend. Waiting and watching from a distance is a killer dressed in Jeff’s old ski suit. But it can’t be Jeff, can it? He’s been dead for four years….

Any slasher fans thinking of writing a script take note: make sure you’re cast in the film and make sure your character has at least one gratuitous love scene. Joseph Alan Johnson, also an alum from Slumber Party Massacre, gives new meaning to the phrase “double dipping” by giving the minor character he plays a torrid love scene with former child actress Lisa Loring. Johnson peppers his script with intelligent characters possessing real life problems. Some characters are smart enough to grab a weapon before investigating that strange noise coming from outside the house.

The actors in Iced are better than the average direct to video slasher from the late 80s. Ron Kologie is Carl, a jokester battling cocaine addiction. His performance is so good that it’s easy to believe Kologie was really snorting mounds of white powder between scenes. Lisa (Wednesday on the Addams Family tv show) Loring’s performance is ….hell, nobody can pay attention to her acting skills when she keeps distracting the viewer with numerous nude scenes. Debra DeLiso proves to be a real scene stealer when other actresses should be the focus of attention. DeLiso is lifting weights in a kitchen while Loring tells her life story and can be seen performing push-ups and leg curls against a kitchen counter during another sequence. Amazingly, DeLiso’s character is smart enough to look for a gun and car keys, yet forgets to put on her pants before rushing out into the snow to find help.

Director Jeff (Beyond the Door 3) Kwitny could have used a ceiling fan judging from the volume of smoke washing out the colors during the lodge scenes. Smoke is so heavy in some instances that it’s a miracle the actors aren’t keeling over from oxygen deprivation. The biggest complaint against Kwitny is he doesn’t get to the serious slashing until an hour into the film’s running time. Character development is important but too many shots of characters talking in scenes without tension or suspense kills the momentum created in the prologue.

The filmmakers behind Iced try hard to create an intelligent slasher but sacrifice scares for drama. A lame “5 years later” epilogue causes head scratching instead of jumps and a few giant plot holes are never addressed. There are several reasons to watch Iced (Lisa Loring in the bathtub, Lisa Loring in the Jacuzzi, Debra DeLiso in the snow) but slasher fans have to wade through soap opera territory before the creative kills finally make an appearance. Iced has an interesting premise and manages to be an okay timewaster despite some flaws.

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