Delusion (1980) Review

Nurse Meredith Stone (Squirm’s Patricia Pearcy) arrives at Langrock Mansion to assist an elderly inventor (Joseph Cotton). Life is good for Nurse Stone until Langrock’s grandson, Gabriel (John Dukakis), arrives following the death (or was it murder) of his parents. Suddenly, Langrock Mansion is rocked by a series of “accidents” caused by a mysterious killer swinging a table leg.

Horror audiences in 1980 expected to see beautiful, young people die bloody, grotesque deaths at the hands of a diabolical killer. Director Alan Beattie and screenwriter Jack Viertel decided to go against audience expectations with Delusion (a.k.a The House Where Death Lives). Beattie never allows Delusion to slip into sleaze territory which hurt the film’s box-office during it’s initial theatrical release. Instead of jiggling mounds of flesh and geysers of blood, Beattie handles the lone love scene tastefully (that means only slight nudity) and barely shows a trickle of blood during the murders. The cast is mostly comprised of gray-haired fogies and middle-aged men with the exception of Pearcy and Dukakis.

Jack Viertel’s script is inspired more by the old dark house mysteries of the 1930’s rather than the success of Halloween. Characters that include a slightly sinister butler, a sleazy lawyer (Eaten Alive’s David Hayward), and a family shame locked away in a secret room give the film a gothic atmosphere. The only things missing are English fog and a lost will. That being said, Viertel’s characters are complete oddballs which adds to the mystery surrounding the killer’s identity. Just when the viewer thinks he has the killer pinpointed, BANG, the suspect gets smashed with a table leg.

Joseph Cotton’s long film career came to an end with Delusion and it’s sad seeing this grand old actor withering away in a wheelchair. Despite his failing health, Cotton dominates his scenes with a sad grace. Patricia Pearcy looks like a school marm on summer vacation from Little House on the Prairie. Pearcy’s Nurse Stone appears to be so fragile and delicate, get too close and she’ll shatter, yet fights like a firecracker when cornered. Alice Nunn, better known as Large Marge in Pee-Wee’s Big Adventure, shows off her screaming skills whenever she’s confronted by an insane person but has little else to do as the house cook. Watch for a couple of cameo appearances from Mr. Boom Mike, the best occurring when David Hayward nearly runs into the film crew while riding a skateboard.

The House Where Death Lives, a much better exploitation title than the more generic sounding Delusion, sported a poster that promised “The Slaughter NEVER STOPS” and “The Blood Will Haunt Your Nightmares Forever!” when released by New American Films. Nice ad lines for a bloody slasher. But Delusion is a subdued slasher that relies more on the skills of a veteran cast, a deliberate pace, and a twist ending instead of major doses of blood and boobs. This is more of a stalk-and-bash than a stalk-and-slash film. Delusion, the title was switched back for the vhs release, got lost in the mix during the big slasher boom but is worth seeking out for fans of slashers with a heavy dose of whodunit mystery.

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Crawlspace (1986) Review

Karl Guenther (Klaus Kinski) is the son of a Nazi doctor who runs an apartment house full of women. When he’s not spying on the ladies from the ventilation ducts, Karl builds death traps and puts rats in their rooms. Karl is addicted to killing and bares his soul to a woman he keeps in a cage. He knows she won’t reveal his murderous secrets because he cut out her tongue.

Crawlspace works well as a slasher. There’s a decent body count, bits of human anatomy kept in medical jars, and a little kinky sex for the guys in the audience. The death traps are creative but most of the cast is weak. None of this really matters. Klaus Kinski’s performance is the real reason to watch Crawlspace.

By this point in his career, Kinski had stopped playing characters and started playing himself for every role. Kinski would also “help” his directors finish films by telling them the right way scenes should be shot. I won’t go into detail about Kinski’s behavior towards his female co-stars, but I’m sure most of them are still seeing a therapist every week to help them forget.

The making of Crawlspace was such a troubled production that director David Schmoeller made a documentary short called Please Kill Mr. Kinski! An Italian producer decided Kinski wasn’t worth the trouble, better to kill him for the insurance money. Schmoeller objected to this plan, he needed Kinski alive to complete Crawlspace. By the end of shooting, the cast and crew were begging to kill Kinski.

It’s difficult to watch Crawlspace as just another slasher. The presence of Klaus Kinski makes the story pointless. Kinski is the story. There are no other actors in the cast, just puppets for Kinski to play with. Schmoeller’s contribution to the script and directing is of little value. The only man who could direct Klaus Kinski is Klaus Kinski.

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Bloody Movie (1987) Review

A group of film fans head to the old Lance Hayward estate before the landmark is torn down. A phantom haunting the mansion dispatches the victims while dressed as Hayward’s most famous screen characters.

Bloody Movie began life as Terror Night back in the late 80’s but wasn’t released in the US until 2004. One gets the impression that production was stopped and restarted several times. Some scenes have a faded, washed out appearance while others have crisp, clear colors. One character starts off with golden blonde hair, becomes platinum blonde, and is eventually replaced by a stand-in wearing a mop for a wig. Even the slasher is played by at least three different actors on screen.

Bad movie buffs will love the washed-up actors slumming through cameos. Cameron Mitchell only has a few lines and still manages to flub them badly. A sad-eyed Aldo Ray gets to hit the bottle a couple of times before getting a hook to the temple. The only thing less convincing than John Ireland’s performance is his $3 toupee. Dan Haggerty manages to stay upright during his performance, which is a miracle considering how stoned he looks. Alan “The Skipper” Hale is the only veteran actor with energy in his performance. One wishes he had more screen time.  The true highlight, though, is a very prime Michelle Bauer running around buck ass naked. Too bad her name is misspelled in the opening credits.

Bloody Movie lives up to the title when it comes to death scenes. One graphic death involves a poor sod getting ripped in half after being tied to a tree. The only thing more mangled than the victims is the script. Three writers (Murry Levy, David Rigg, Kenneth J. Hall) receive credit, but none of them contributed a coherent story. We never learn how the killer got his power or why he’s suddenly an old guy after being so young during most of the film. Even worse, the climactic showdown between the killer and the final girl suddenly becomes a scene from Othello with Shakespearean dialogue.

Despite the many flaws, Bloody Movie remains an interesting film because of its status as a lost slasher. Nick Marino is listed as the director but David Decoteau, Fred Olen Ray, and the great Andre De Toth of House of Wax fame receive special thanks at the end. There are  rumors that De Toth contributed scenes to the film but the accuracy of these claims is unknown. Chalk up Bloody Movie under the so-bad-it’s-good category.

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Berserker: The Nordic Curse (1987) Review

Six friends travel to Rainbow Valley for a week of camping. Turns out Rainbow Valley was settled by Vikings and one of their savage descendants still roams the woods looking for fresh flesh to rend and gnaw. Besides running from a slasher in a bear mask the teens also have to stay one step ahead of a hungry grizzly that’s also looking for a little action.

Berserker feels closer in spirit to the slashers made after 2000 rather than slashers from the good old days of the 1980s. A director (Jef Richard) got together with some friends (actors Buck Flower and John Goff) to make a slasher in their back yard (in this case it’s a ranch in Utah.) A group of young actors (including Joseph Alan Johnson from Slumber Party Massacre and Iced) spend most of the film wandering through the woods reciting endless dialogue before the killer (Mike Riley) shows up an hour into the film’s running time. Any atmosphere and suspense generated early on (nice fog machine there, buddy) goes stale when the viewer realizes the only thing lurking in the woods is more smoke.

Despite the rather generic trappings, Berserker does feature a few unintentional laughs to help the viewer stay awake. While a geezer is getting mauled during the first kill his wife takes a bloody money shot right to the eye. The shock registering on Granny’s face is priceless. Buck Flower, using his best Norwegian accent, warns the campers that there are “vile” animals in the “voods.” Later, during an exchange with John Goff, Flower tries to tell Goff that one of the kids is named Winter, not Vinter. “Vinter! Vinter! Read my lips. It’s Vinter not Vinter”. Okay, maybe you had to be there for that one to be funny. By far the biggest laughs occur during the climactic battle between the Berserker and a giant grizzly (Bart the bear who later acted with Sir Anthony Hopkins). At first, the crazed slasher takes the bear down and uses some UFC ground-and-pound. Later, after the grizzly takes control of the fight, the bear appears to be humping the Berserker doggie style. The Berserker spends the rest of the film hiding in a bush and babbling incoherently after his bear encounter.

Jef Richard, who also wrote the script, changes some of the elements in the slasher formula and gets mixed results with his experimentation. If you’ve ever wanted to know why there is a Final Girl and not a Final Guy in slashers, then watch Berserker and everything will become clear. Three guys stumbling over each other in the woods, twisting ankles, and crying for mommy just ain’t as fun to watch. The Final Girl in Berserker is never in any danger from the killer because she hides in a secure location and waits for the cops to arrive. Even more infuriating is that the most obnoxious guys in the film are either a) never attacked or b) mauled but manage to survive despite having their throat ripped out.

Sometimes even the worst slashers can have some unintentional laughs or goofs that can make up for some of the dull bits. Berserker is that type of slasher. While short on action, suspense, and coherent storylines, Berserker has enough oddball moments to warrant at least one viewing. Buck Flower fans will be surprised to see him play something other than a silly drunk or backwoods hick. Flower’s performance as the camp owner is more serious than his other work in similar late-entry slashers. Why Flowers dresses like an old sea captain is never explained, though. John Goff and Flower also worked together on Drive-in Massacre and The Fog. Richard, who directed second unit for Maniac Cop, went on to produce two modern slashers, Urban Legends: Bloody Mary and I’ll Always Know What You Did Last Summer.

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Bad Dreams (1988) Review

Dr Harris (Richard Lynch), leader of the Unity Fields cult, gives his followers a gasoline bath before torching the compound. Love Child Cynthia (Jennifer Rubin) is the only survivor and spends the next thirteen years in a coma. After awakening, Cynthia is placed in the Borderline Personality Group to help her adjust to life in the 80’s. Before long, a crispy Harris returns with an offer; join the cult on the other side or he will kill every member of the group.

Bad Dreams is Fox Studios’ attempt at a Freddy Franchise. It’s almost painful to see the number of elements “borrowed” from Nightmare on Elm Street 3. Just replace Craig Wasson with Bruce Abbott and you have this film. This is sad because there are a number of good performances in Bad Dreams. Harris is a creepy villain because of Lynch’s strong performance. Rubin maintains a sense of childhood innocence throughout her performance.

Writers Andrew Fleming and Steven DeSouza do add a nice subplot to Love Child. Everything Rubin’s character loved and believed in turned to ashes. How does one live in a world where hope is dead? There is a real sense of lost innocence in these scenes. Another wise choice is the absence of one-liners from Harris. Fleming’s direction is adequate, but he loses control of his lesser actors.

Fans of 80’s films will want to see this for the familiar faces. Dean (Chainsaw from Summer School) Cameron does a good job of balancing between humorous and manic. E.G. Daily spends most of her screen time hiding behind her hair, but her character is still sympathetic.  Charles (the voice of Roger Rabbit) Fleischer makes a cameo as Ron the Pharmacist. He gets to reveal a big secret before palming a bottle of liquid pot. At the time of its release, Gale Anne Hurd was seen as a super producer with a golden touch.

Despite the obvious similarities to Elm Street 3, Bad Dreams is worth watching. This film has some gore, a large body count, suspense, and a twist ending. Some may see Bad Dreams as a studio’s attempt at cashing-in on a hot trend, while others may find a flawed gem.

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Camp Fear (1992) Review

Despite being warned about the devils and demons lurking in the hills, a young professor (Vincent Van Patten) leads a group of sorority sisters to Mystic Mountain in search of fossils and artifacts. The nature studies turn deadly when a horny biker gang invades the camp. Things get much worse for the bikers and college kids when a lake monster and giant druid searching for sacrifices crash the party.

Camp Fear (aka Millennium Countdown, aka Cheerleader Camp 2 thanks to slasherfilm urban legend and unscrupulous bootleggers) is a strange little film hurt by its own legend. While it does star Betsy Russell, Buck Flower, and some sexy models/porn stars, Camp Fear is nothing like Cheerleader Camp. Anyone picking up a copy expecting a sequel to that slasher will be very disappointed. Actually, Camp Fear feels more like a neutered version of Scalps with bits of The Prey thrown in for seasoning.

The acting in Camp Fear is pretty abysmal, but the presence of Buck Flower and Michelle Bauer gives the film a weird charm. Sure, Flower is playing a crazy old drunk for the 100th time, but he has several laugh-out-loud one liners every time he’s on screen. Bauer’s role is little more than a cameo, but she’s the only sorority girl with any sort of acting ability. Poor Betsy Russell has little to do in the first half other than smiling and staring at Van Patten. She spends the second half of the film running and screaming through the woods.

Director and screenwriter Thom Keith gives the viewer a few odd twists during the course of the film. The biker gang, loathsome at first, becomes heroes when trying to save the girls from the giant druid. This also happens with the druid trying to sacrifice four souls to his water god so humanity can survive another thousand years. Luckily for the druid and mankind those sacrifices don’t have to be virgins since the “offerings” have seen more traffic than a metropolitan freeway. As for Keith’s time behind the camera, one suspects the film was never really finished due to very choppy direction and characters referencing events the viewer never sees.

Fans searching for a fabled lost slasher will find Camp Fear a major disappointment since there is damn little stalking or slashing. Bad movie buffs, however, will love every mind boggling minute of this fractured curiosity. The first five minutes offer the viewer more breasts than a bucket of fried chicken. More no-budget than low-budget, Camp Fear may not have scares, suspense, or even a coherent story, but it still manages to entertain. Especially for the first five minutes.

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Anthropophagus (1980) Review

A young nanny (Tisa Farrow) and friends sail to a small Greek Island only to discover the population has vanished. While investigating the mystery of the missing islanders the gang finds a terrified blind girl that screams about a monster. The monster is revealed to be a disfigured shipwreck survivor (George Eastman) who developed a taste for human flesh while lost at sea. Soon, the friends realize their vacation has become a buffet, and they’re on the menu.

The taboo of cannibalism has been covered by other slashers like Texas Chainsaw Massacre and Humongus, but none have sunk their teeth into the subject like Joe D’Amato’s Anthropophagus. Eastman (real name Luigi Montefiori) uses the occasional knife or meat cleaver to subdue a victim but throat chewing is really his preferred killing method. If you find cannibalism a difficult subject to swallow, then stick with the The Grim Reaper, the heavily edited US version of Anthropophagus. You still get the stalking and slashing in The Grim Reaper, but the cannibalism and extreme gore has been removed.

Italian sleaze merchant Joe D’Amato (real name Aristide Massacesi) gives the film enough old world gothic atmosphere and suspense to make things interesting before dropping an atomic gore bomb on the audience. There are two infamous scenes that keep Anthropophagus from reaching family friendly status. The first has Eastman chewing on a fetus freshly ripped from a mother’s stomach. Viewers troubled by this scene can take comfort in the knowledge that mother and child were later reunited… inside the cannibal’s stomach. The other disturbing scene shows Eastman ripping out and eating his own intestines after a nasty pick ax accident. This could be silly if performed by a lesser actor but Eastman’s psychotic gaze makes the scene all the more haunting.

While D’Amato and Eastman loaded their script for Anthropophagus with plenty of bad taste moments, they forgot to include likable or complex characters. Such generic characters mean the actors, with the exception of Tisa Farrow and George Eastman, are nothing more that fodder for the killer. The dubbing isn’t too bad for an Italian film, at least lips and words look close to matching, but the dialog sounds like it was recorded in a giant, empty warehouse.

Anthropophagus is something of an acquired taste. Fans of Italian splatter and gory slashers will love every gut churning moment. If you prefer slashers that rely on plot more than graphic violence, then go with The Grim Reaper, the same film minus the controversial bits. D’Amato and Eastman later teamed up for the prequel Absurd (aka Rosso Sangue and Monster Hunter) and Michele Soavi’s classic slasher Stagefright (D’Amato produced and Eastman wrote the screenplay).

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Alone In The Dark (1982) Review

Dan Potter (Dwight Shultz) is a new doctor at an asylum run by the wacky Dr. Leo Bain (Donald Pleasence). Inmates Hawkes (Jack Palance), Preacher (Martin Landau), Fatty ( the late Erland van Lidth), and the Bleeder (Phil Clark) believe Potter killed their old doctor and vow revenge. The gang escapes when a massive blackout strikes New Jersey. As the Potter family prepare for a quiet candle lit dinner with friends, the psychopaths move in for the kill.

In Alone In The Dark, director Jack Sholder, who cut his slasher teeth while editing The Burning, creates a great deal of suspense, tension, and action in this off-beat slasher. All of the characters are either oddballs, lunatics, or both. The script (written by Sholder, Robert Shaye, and Mike Harpster) is filled with funny dialogue and a few twists.

The incredible cast contributes a large portion of the goofy charm surrounding this slasher. Most of the acting is completely over the top, but Palance and Landau still manage to bring menace to their characters. One wonders if Pleasence is really acting in his scenes involving a pipe and “exotic herbs”. Slasher fans won’t mistake Dr. Bain for Dr. Loomis. Dwight Schultz, who later became famous as a member of the A-Team, is good as the young doctor who learns violence is the only way to deal with some threats.

The lack of serious gore in Alone In The Dark is due to a “falling out” between Sholder and the special fx guy. One death is never really resolved due to this, but Sholder was able to bring in some guy named Savini for one of the better jump scares. Of historical note, Alone In The Dark featured a killer in a hockey mask before that guy in the franchise picked one up. Slasher fans who enjoy cameos by rock bands will enjoy seeing The Sic Fucks perform “Chop Up Your Mother”.

One can tell the lasting impact of a slasher film by the number of times other films “borrow” elements. The ending to Valentine is a direct rip-off of a key sequence in Alone In The Dark. Jason Voorhees wore a potato sack over his head until this film hit theaters. Don’t believe the old “Steve Minor was a hockey fan” line. Alone In The Dark is definitely a must have for slasher fans. See it before Hollywood gives it the remake treatment.

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