Killer Party (1986)

Directed by William Fruet [Other horror films: Death Weekend (1976), Cries in the Night (1980), Spasms (1983), Blue Monkey (1987)]

I have to admit that I came out of this one feeling misled. I’m not blaming anyone, but I was under the impression this was a slasher, and while there are slasher aspects, it primarily feels more like a precursor to Night of the Demons, and that’s when it’s not feeling like a mess.

Apparently this movie was edited to hell by the MPAA, and you can tell, because the kills in this movie, while they have potential, are pretty weak. The movie is strongest for that perhaps ten minute period when the slasher feel is at it’s peak, but even so, most of the kills are weak, and honestly, the whole of the movie is the same.

Look, I hate sororities and fraternities. I refer to this in my reviews of Pledge Night, Final Exam, and American Horror House, and in Killer Party, pledges are told to recite sexually suggestive phrases in class (getting one girl thrown out), frat boys assault women (big shock) as they throw bees at them while in a hot tub, and film them as they frantically try to get in the house, in towels or nude, so quality sexual harrasment. That alone should have sent them to jail, I felt.

I hate fraternities and sororities. I can’t stand them. Abusing and humiliating people, and then acting like brothers and sisters for life afterwards strikes me as utterly ridiculous and dehumanizing. And unfortunately, we have to deal with abusive sorority aspects for the first 50 or so minutes of the movie.

Once we get past that, we have what seems to be demonic possession, and I just didn’t care at that point. The slasher portions – with a killer wearing an old-fashioned diving suit – had potential, but the supernatural aspects don’t do anything but repel me. It’s also worth mentioning there’s a few comedic elements thrown in, and I didn’t care for those either.

None of the leads really moved me. Joanna Johnson was fine, Sherry Willis-Burch and Elaine Wilkes were also okay, and Martin Hewitt (Alien Predator) had no character. Ralph Seymour (Just Before Dawn) does have character, but I don’t care for it, and Paul Bartel (Eating Raoul, Piranha) was at least amusing, but gets little focus, given he’s a professor of a university.

Maybe I just wasn’t feeling this. I didn’t care for any of the characters (and to be clear, it’s not like they gave us many reasons to care for any of them), the kills were weak, the supernatural aspects disappointing. Night of the Demons isn’t a favorite of mine, but it’s at least fun, and I just didn’t have that much fun here. Perhaps that will change if I see this in the future, but at the moment, I find it quite below average.

5/10

Deadly Friend (1986)

Directed by Wes Craven [Other horror films: The Last House on the Left (1972), The Hills Have Eyes (1977), Stranger in Our House (1978), Deadly Blessing (1981), Swamp Thing (1982), Invitation to Hell (1984), The Hills Have Eyes Part II (1984), A Nightmare on Elm Street (1984), Chiller (1985), The Serpent and the Rainbow (1988), Shocker (1989), The People Under the Stairs (1991), New Nightmare (1994), Vampire in Brooklyn (1995), Scream (1996), Scream 2 (1997), Scream 3 (2000), Cursed (2005), My Soul to Take (2010), Scream 4 (2011)]

Deadly Friend is a Wes Craven movie I’ve not really heard much about, and after seeing it, I can’t say I’m surprised. It’s not an awful film, though – I just think it’s largely mediocre and will end up a pretty forgettable affair.

Based on a 1985 novel by Diana Henstell titled Friend, the story here deals with an intelligent young man who uses his knowledge in much the same way Frankenstein did back in 1931. Of course, it takes something like forty minutes to get to that point, and I can honestly say I wasn’t sure where the movie was going based off the first third, so there’s that.

Even so, I think I enjoyed the first third more than the rest of the movie – once a character dies and is essentially resurrected, I have to admit that I lost a lot of interest. Part of this is I was sort of hoping the antagonist force would have been the robot BB (in a horror version of Short Circuit), which I thought could have been decent, but the Frankenstein-esque route they took didn’t really do much for me at all.

It’s also worth mentioning that, based on a little reading, that the final product isn’t one that Craven is happy with – he wanted more a supernatural love story, whereas the studio wanted blood, as to match Craven’s previous work (such a A Nightmare on Elm Street), which naturally messed up Craven’s hopes for the film.

That said, I can’t say that I’d have enjoyed a more PG version much more than this one, and in fact, the scene in which a basketball is launched at someone’s head, and said head explodes, is the stand-out scene in the movie to me, especially in the latter portions, when I didn’t care for much that was going on.

To delve into this a little, the main character (Matthew Labyorteaux) brings back to life a friend and potential love interest. He’s depressed, and tries to fix her, and so he does what he can, re-animating her. However, he didn’t seem to have a plan past that point – unless he moves off on his own with his corpse bride locked away in the basement, there was zero chance that others, such as his mother, wouldn’t find out about it. It’s that lack of forward-thinking, especially from what we see as a very intelligent character, that bothered me quite a bit.

Grief hits people differently, to be sure. But if you’re going to bring back someone from the dead, try to have an actual plan to follow if it actually works. Just Jiggy’s advice.

Otherwise, Matthew Labyorteaux (Little House on the Prairie) made for a fine lead. I didn’t care where his story went, but he had a solid performance. Kristy Swanson’s (Swamp Shark, Mimesis Nosferatu, Killer Under the Bed) performance was captivating, at least while she actually had character. Others, such as Michael Sharrett, Russ Marin, and Anne Twomey, failed to make much of an impact.

Really, I think the biggest issue here is that, as decent as I found the beginning (save the annoying robot in the form of BB), I just don’t care where the story goes. There are some okay scenes (such as that basketball one), but it’s just not a movie I found overly enjoyable, nor do I think it’ll really stand out much in my memory.

5.5/10

City in Panic (1986)

Directed by Robert Bouvier [Other horror films: N/A]

So this film has a bit of a negative perception for some obvious reasons, but I think it’s a decent film. It’s not great – aspects are certainly amateurish and I think the killer’s identity could have been hidden better – but it’s a decently entertaining slasher, and I’ve enjoyed it both times I’ve seen it.

Let’s talk the controversy first, though – many of the victims in the film are gay men, many of whom have AIDS. AIDS plays a somewhat large part in the film, and obviously that was a heated topic in the 1980’s. It’s not really dealt with in all that sensitive a manner, but it’s also accurate that the gay people in the film aren’t all sterotypical, and there is a character who berates a homophobic cop, so it’s not all negative in it’s portrayal, for whatever that might be worth.

In a way, while insensitive, it’s at least different. In most slashers, women get the brunt of violence, but in the first scene of City in Panic, we see a man getting killed in a shower (quite reminiscent of Psycho), which is a nice change of pace. It’s not a great kill, but seeing a different group being targeted at least keeps things fresh, and leads to a few kills that actually are good.

The best one, of course, would be a castration after one poor man attempts to use a gloryhole. There’s decent blood splatter, and while it’s not overly graphic, it does look quite painful. Another kill took place in a gym – a man doing some upside-down exercises gets attacked, which is at least a unique death. Not all the kills are good, as some are a bit dry (one individual gets run over by a car), but when they get them right, it’s enjoyable.

It’s also worth mentioning that the killer here has a good giallo look to them. A long trench coat, a fedora, black gloves – this killer could have been in any number of Italian movies back in the 70’s, and while I think they perhaps mishandled the identity of the killer here, I do rather appreciate the retro look they have.

David Christopher Adamson didn’t do bad as a lead, but as with many characters in the film, I don’t think we really get a great handle on him. He’s a radio host who seems moderately liberal (supports gun control, and also supports ‘law & order’), but we just don’t learn all that much that makes us care for him. Edward Chester’s attitude toward homophobic cops was one I appreciated, and as a homophobic cop, Derrick Emery did well. I’m mixed on Lee Ann Nestegard, but I did love Ron Rynka’s dancing (as the male stripper named He-Man, he was quite a hoot).

City in Panic isn’t the best slasher from Canada, and it’s sometimes problematic in it’s approach on a rather sensitive topic, but I’ve seen this one twice, and I keep having a good time with it. It can be a bit slow, but it’s engaging throughout, and City of Panic is worth seeing, at the very least, if you’re a fan of 80’s slashers, or if you want to see what a Canadian giallo might feel like.

7.5/10

Into the Darkness (1986)

Directed by David Kent-Watson [Other horror films: The Eye of Satan (1992)]

This is a relatively obscure British SOV film, and there’s probably a good reason for that. It’s not entirely without merit – large portions took place, and were shot in, Malta, giving it a Mediterranean feeling – but it’s quite weak in most aspects, and it’s probably not a film that many horror fans would go out of their way to watch.

In fact, if anyone is cognizant of this movie, it’s likely because Donald Pleasence appears. He’s not the star – in fact, he doesn’t say anything until 51 minutes into the movie – but he does make some appearances, and if I’m being honest, he may even be the most enjoyable cast member of the movie.

To be fair, John Saint Ryan’s not bad. I actually think he made for a decent lead. Brett Sinclair had some strong moments, and Paul Flanagan was okay, but Pleasence was definitely where most of the enjoyment came from. The four central women – Heather Alexander, Sara Hollamby, Jadie Rivas, and Jeanette Driver – all felt somewhat interchangeable, and I’m only mentioning Polly Jo Pleasence’s short appearance out of deep respect for her father, Donald Pleasance. John Saint Ryan, Brett Sinclair, and mostly Pleasance make this movie work, as far as the performances can.

Which isn’t easy, because the story, while serviceable, is quite basic. During a photo shoot in Malta, a killer bumps off those related to the shoot. Not in exciting ways, either – in fact, most of the kills are off-screen, and what kills we do see, well, it doesn’t make an impact whatsoever.

What gives the film a bit more oompf is the Malta location – filmed in the Jerma Palace Hotel (now closed, but it was once one of the finest hotels in Marsaskala, Malta) and the city of Naxxar, Into the Darkness definitely can boast a unique location. There’s a fun scene in some catacombs, another in some old ruins. It can’t make up for how stale a lot of the film feels, but it is a fresh sight.

Even so, a lot of the film is quite dull, which can’t be a surprise, as the kills aren’t good, and while the performances can be okay, we don’t get Donald Pleasence until 50 minutes in, and it’s a bit of a drag to get there. The finale is pretty decent – we get plenty of red herrings throughout the film, and while the killer’s motive is no surprise, the identity is decently well-hidden – and perhaps the best part of the film.

The one gripe I do have about the finale is this – a woman is being chased by someone, a chase that began in a hotel room. Logically, I’d think that she would leave the hotel room and go to the hotel lobby, but what actually happens is that she leaves the hotel room, and we cut to her running outside in the deserted streets. I’m not sure how she got outside – did she run past the lobby, waving off the people with concern on their faces, so her chase could be more dramatic? I don’t know, but that scene felt so damn stupid.

Small thing though it may be, I also wanted to mention the soundtrack, filled with songs from Chris Rea. It’s not a name I actively knew before the film, but apparently he was somewhat well-known, and his music here isn’t shabby. I think the best song might be “Out of the Darkness”, but there’s another called “Love’s Strange Ways” that has a soft, atmospheric vibe to it. Definitely not a bad soundtrack, for whatever that’s worth.

Overall, though, Into the Darkness is what it is. It’s by no means a terrible movie. 80’s slashers from the United Kingdom are somewhat hard to come by (Don’t Open Till Christmas and Goodnight, God Bless are the first two that come to mind), and slashers using Malta as the prime location even rarer. Into the Darkness has some good flavor, but I honestly think it’d only attract either slasher completionists or Donald Pleasence fans.

6/10

Goremet, Zombie Chef from Hell (1986)

Directed by Don Swan [Other horror films: N/A]

This is one of those films that I have a hard time hating. Goremet, Zombie Chef from Hell isn’t a good movie, but the first half can be pretty amusing, and though the second half is a bit of a struggle, it’s still sort of fun in that ultra low-budget type of way.

At least the plot is unique – a man, Goza, is cursed by the Holy Order of the Righteous Brotherhood to live forever, feasting on the flesh of people to sustain himself. And so he does – he owns a seafood restaurant, and engages in killing people and practices cannibalism.

The first half of the film just sort of follows a few of the people who enter the establishment. A woman gets killed, and her boyfriend finds her ring in a hamburger. A health inspector gets killed after warning Goza he’d have to shut him down. A police officer finds hair in his beer and soup, and upon investigation, finds dismembered body parts, leading to the greatest scene in the film, in which his head is punched clean off his body.

It’s in the second half of this short film (it runs around 70 total minutes) that things become a little less interesting, though arguably more consistent. Members of the aforementioned Holy Order of the Righteous Brotherhood regret that they made Goza into what he is, and want to destroy the flesh-eating abomination that they created. With the High Priestess and loyal members, they fight back against the evil of Goza.

To be fair, it’s not a bad way for the story to go, but it felt far more fantasy to me than I personally care for, albeit in a very low budget form. Seeing people killed and chopped up into food is more interesting to me than seeing some Brotherhood strike back against Goza, but that’s because I come to a movie like this for the violence. It’s perhaps partially inspired by Blood Feast, and sometimes feels similar to Blood Diner (though this is a better movie, and I would die on that hill), but whatever went into creating this, boy, what a movie.

Theo Depuay, who played Goza, didn’t really have the suave personality you’d expect from a 600 year old cannibal. People didn’t seem to mind him too much (aside from this guy coming in for a short order cook job – this asshole played by Arnold William may have made one of the funniest scenes in the film), but boy, his personality needs work. There’s also Michael O’Neill, who does most of the killing, and has a solid, hulking menace vibe to him.

If you’re familiar with the VHS cover of this movie, you’ll see why this movie might stand out. Personally, I’ve always found it one of the most memorable covers for a horror film, and way back when I first heard about this movie and saw the cover, I knew I wanted to see it.

As such, it didn’t really impress me when I did finally see it, and I can firmly say it’s not a good movie after seeing it a second time, but that doesn’t mean Goremet, Zombie Chef from Hell can’t be an amusing film at times.

5.5/10

Hunter’s Blood (1986)

Directed by Robert Hughes [Other horror films: Hunter’s Blood (1986), Memorial Valley Massacre (1989)]

There aren’t many movies out there like Hunter’s Blood, which is a shame, because I’ve seen it twice now, and it’s a pretty damn fun movie.

Many compare it to Deliverance, which is likely a fair comparison. I’ve only seen Deliverance once (and I probably wasn’t older than 11), so I can’t say, but I can say it’s not too dissimilar from films like Whiskey Mountain or Rituals, the difference being Hunter’s Blood is a bit more action-packed as opposed to suspenseful. To be sure, there’s suspense here, but it’s not often the focus.

In the film, five city folk go hunting deep in the woods of Arkansas, and run into some poachers, who aren’t keen on outside folk poking around their business. There’s a bit of build-up before things really get going – before any violence rears it’s head, there’s some conflicts of culture (one of the city folk, a guy named Marty, has apparently never been to the south before, and can’t resist doing and saying stupid things), but once things blast off, they blast off hard.

This is a pretty violent film once the violence starts up. Among the most disturbing scenes is the body of a man who’s been half skinned, and people also stumble upon a decapitated head (not unlike the scene in Rituals). There’s a shotgun blast that blows someone’s head off – even I was surprised by how violent the aftermath of that was. Someone gets a knife right through the jaw, which was a fun scene. It’s an action-packed film, and has the violence to attest to that.

It’s also a beautiful setting. I’m not much of an outdoorsy type – I’ve never been fishing, let alone hunting, and I don’t believe I’ve ever been camping in my life. If I were to, though, I would hope it’s be as pleasant-looking as the location in the film. IMDb states, without detail, that the movie was filmed in California – whether that’s true or not, I don’t know, but wherever this was filmed, it really does look quite nice.

Sam Bottoms isn’t a name I really know, though he was also in Up from the Depths. He’s a great lead, and though I wasn’t fond of his wife, played by Kim Delaney (Project: Metalbeast), she did decent during the finale. Joey Travolta (brother of John Travolta) played such an annoying character, but he eventually grew on me. Mayf Nutter and Ken Swofford were both good, especially Swofford, but it’s really Clu Gulager (A Nightmare on Elm Street Part II: Freddy’s Revenge) who pulled everything together wonderfully, and though he’s incapacitated during the latter half of the movie, his character was one of my favorites.

Among the many antagonists, there’s plenty of good performances, but I think the leader, played by Lee de Broux, was easily the most threatening. He had a great aura about him, and he definitely seemed like a tough customer. Others that may be recognizable include Charles Cyphers (Halloween), Mickey Jones (Penny Dreadful), Bruce Glover (Night of the Scarecrow), and Billy Bob Thorton (in his first acting role).

Hunter’s Blood might not seem like a good movie, and it’s definitely atypical compared to other horror films from the 1980’s, but it’s a rewarding experience, and I’d recommend it to anyone who wants a nice slice of culture conflicts.

8/10

Ghost Stories: Graveyard Thriller (1986)

Directed by Lynn Silver [Other horror films: N/A]

I first heard about this over ten years ago from a VHS-collecting friend of mine, and it’s from him that I also heard last about this. That may be written poorly, but my point is that Ghost Stories: Graveyard Thriller is quite obscure, and after finally seeing it, it’s not difficult to see why.

If you’re familiar with An Evening of Edgar Allan Poe, then you’ll understand what this straight-to-video movie was going for. If you’re not, here’s a little background: An Evening of Edgar Allan Poe was a 50-minute movie in which Vincent Price recited four stories written by Edgar Allan Poe. They weren’t normal anthology stories – it was purely spoken word. And because Vincent Price was reciting them, it’s a nifty experience.

This movie was going for the same thing – we have a host (Bob Jenkins) who is walking around the Tuesday Hill Boneyard (classy cemetery name) and introducing extended family members (cousins, a brother-in-law, that type of thing), each of whom have a story to tell. They tell their story – occasionally with props (such as a coffin, a bolt, or a severed hand) – and it’s onto the next tale.

Overall, the whole thing lasts 56 minutes or so, and while perhaps the most low-budget thing I’ve seen in my life, I can’t say I wasn’t occasionally entertained. Only two of the five stories are really worth it, but it’s more the whole of the product than the individual pieces, and this was just fascinating.

Though it’s not listed anywhere in the credits, I believe this was filmed in South Carolina. Not only was South Carolina mentioned at least three times throughout the film, but also the production company is named Alamance Entertainment – Alamance is one of the counties of South Carolina. That goes a long way to explain some of these accents, some of which are quite southern, and adds a little spice to the recited stories.

Of the five stories (‘Where Have You Been Billy Boy, Billy Boy,’ ‘Mr. Fox,’ ‘Buried Alive,’ ‘Hunting Werewolves for Uncle Albert,’ and ‘Reunion’), the only two that I’d recommend based on content would be ‘Where Have You Been Billy Boy, Bill Boy’ and ‘Mr. Fox.’ ‘Mr. Fox’ is narrated by one Laura Kay, and while she’s not great, the story itself is sort of fun. ‘Where Have You Been Billy Boy, Billy Boy’ is nicely narrated by Ralph Lucas (who also wrote the story), and the story is perhaps the best written, what with an asylum, disfigured patients, and rats who sexually assault women.

‘Buried Alive’ isn’t the most original nor most interesting tale, but it does possess a deeply amusing aura, as it’s narrated by one Sandra McLees (who in fact not only wrote ‘Buried Alive,’ but also wrote ‘Mr. Fox’). McLees is a Southern woman through-and-through, and her dramatic recital of this story is just great (“Oh God, they’re gunna bury me alive!!”). It’s what men refer to when they speak of the ‘higher arts.’

‘Hunting Werewolves for Uncle Albert,’ which is actually a story told by our host Bob Jenkins, is just too silly to really get into. It has some okay portions (such as Uncle Albert telling the host that if he were a jaybird, “it’d fly backerds” [my attempted phonetic pronunciation of how this guy pronounces ‘backwards’]), but it also has Frankenstein’s monster chewing tobacco with the main character, and just has a terrible ending.

Somewhat related, the final story, being ‘Reunion’ recited by Maria Hayden, was occasionally funny, but mostly a generic yarn about witchcraft.

I probably enjoy this more than I should, but that doesn’t mean I’m fooling myself into thinking it’s a good movie. No doubt it’s interesting, and were it a play, it might go over well, but despite some good recitals (Sandra McLees and Ralph Lucas) and an animated, occasionally-amusing host (Bob Jenkins), this really isn’t a movie I think would appeal to many.

Because I love cheap, SOV horror films, I knew I had to see it, and I’m happy I did. Even more, it wasn’t near as dull as I thought it’d be. Despite all of that, though, it’s definitely not a good movie, and more a curiosity than anything else.

5.5/10

Chopping Mall (1986)

Directed by Jim Wynorski [Other horror films: Not of This Earth (1988), The Return of Swamp Thing (1989), Transylvania Twist (1989), The Haunting of Morella (1990), Sorority House Massacre II (1990), Hard to Die (1990), Scream Queen Hot Tub Party (1991), 976-Evil II (1991), Ghoulies IV (1994), Sorceress (1995), The Wasp Woman (1995), Vampirella (1996), Storm Trooper (1998), The Bare Wench Project (2000), Raptor (2001), The Bare Wench Project 2: Scared Topless (2001), Project Viper (2002), Wolfhound (2002), The Bare Wench Project 3: Nymphs of Mystery Mountain (2002), Cheerleader Massacre (2003), Bare Wench Project: Uncensored (2003), The Thing Below (2004), The Curse of the Komodo (2004), Gargoyle (2004), Komodo vs. Cobra (2005), The Witches of Breastwick (2005), The Witches of Breastwick 2 (2005), Bare Wench: The Final Chapter (2005), Cry of the Winged Serpent (2007), House on Hooter Hill (2007), Bone Eater (2007), Vampire in Vegas (2009), Cleavagefield (2009), The Hills Have Thighs (2010), Dinocroc vs. Supergator (2010), Camel Spiders (2011), Piranhaconda (2012), Gila! (2012), Scared Topless (2015), Sharkansas Women’s Prison Massacre (2015), Legend of the Naked Ghost (2017), CobraGator (2018)]

In many ways, Chopping Mall is a pretty simple movie, taking common elements and meshing them together decently well. It’s not special, and it’s not even particularly memorable, but it’s digestible fun, which counts in it’s favor.

Apparently far more based on Gog (1954) than it was Short Circuit (which came out a year before), the film follows security robots going awry and chasing down eight teens who stay after hours and party in a furniture store (a spiritual prequel to Hide and Go Shriek, some might say). The variety of the kills isn’t really that high, but you do get the ever-classic head being blown off by a laser, which was actually repeated during the beginning of the credits. The electrocutions were sort of cheesy, but still fun. Oh, and there was a slit throat, so there’s some “chopping” for you.

Kelli Maroney (Night of the Comet) was solid as a more-reserved teen who quickly became one of the best fighters this group of kids had. She was fun, occasionally adorable, and easy to root for. Few of the other seven teens stand out, though. Tony O’Dell was okay, Suzee Slater had quality breasts (and a fantastic death scene), and even Barbara Crampton (Re-Animator, From Beyond, and most famously, Beyond the Gates) was just eh. No one else stood out aside from Dick Miller, who had just a single scene, but as always with Miller, it was a lot of fun.

As one would hope, the soundtrack is pretty fun (albeit somewhat generic) 80’s synth, but even more fun were the multiple references to other movies. Obviously the posters of The Slumber Party Massacre, Galaxy of Terror, and Forbidden World were visible toward the beginning, but you have Miller’s character being named Walter Paisley (the same name of a character he played in A Bucket of Blood), and then there’s Roger’s Little Shop of Pets (of course referencing The Little Shop of Horrors). Some characters were watching Attack of the Crab Monsters (1957) early on before the fun with the robots began. They even threw in some characters from Eating Raoul (a movie I didn’t particularly like, but hey, whateves), so overall, this was fun and playful.

What wasn’t fun or playful was that scene in the pet shop, though – tarantulas probably have very good souls, but they terrify me (just as they did in Deadly Blessing), and that scene in which they’re crawling on Maroney’s arm just freaks me out. That was legit the hardest scene to watch in the film.

With plenty of fun lines, such as Maroney’s final one-liner, and a good, quick pace, Chopping Mall is a movie that got it’s job done and done well. Sure, there’s only one really memorable death scene, and few other scenes really stand out (though I do love the silhouette of the killbot snapping it’s pincers), but even knowing that, Chopping Mall is fun, and it has been since I first saw it years back.

Thank you. Have a nice day.

7.5/10

Night of the Creeps (1986)

Directed by Fred Dekker [Other horror films: The Monster Squad (1987)]

This is a solid piece of campy fun, and while Night of the Creeps is a rather tongue-in-cheek film, it’s not too much as to be distracting, and ends up an all-around entertaining movie.

Honestly, there’s not that much to the story, and ignoring the stylistic black-and-white flashback introduction, the movie takes place over the course of just a few days. That doesn’t make the film weak, by any means, but it certainly doesn’t have that epic feel you might expect (which is probably to it’s benefit).

If there’s one place where I think the movie maybe went a bit overboard, it’s with the constant references to famous horror-related directors and actors, such as Wes Craven, Tobe Hooper, John Carpenter, Steve Miner, Sam Raimi, and David Cronenberg, among others. We got it after the first few names popped up. On the other hand, Atkins’ saying “Thrill me” never got old, nor was I unhappy to see Dick Miller for a few moments.

Jason Lively wasn’t the best here – I just didn’t really care for the look of him. I think he was a fine companion piece with Jill Whitlow, though, and his friendship with Steve Marshall (who, in himself, was a sort of unique character, what with the disability) was sort of nice to see.

Let’s be honest, though. The true star here is Dick Miller, who’s been in tons of horror films, from Chopping Mall to Gremlins, The Little Shop of Horrors to The Howling, Demon Knight – wait, no. Upon further examination, I think Tom Atkins is the true star, though as always, it’s fantastic to see Dick Miller pop up, even though it’s for only a single scene.

Tom Atkins (The Fog, Halloween III: Season of the Witch, Maniac Cop) was great here. You couldn’t help but feel for him upon learning about his full backstory, and that scene in which he decides to help out Spanky as opposed to killing himself was oddly touching, as was the conclusion. Atkins was great here, and I thought he brought a lot to this film, especially since virtually no one else here aside from Miller had experience with horror.

The special effects are all pretty good aside from that pile of slugs at the end, which looked somewhat janky (and to be fair, that dog puppet didn’t look the best either). Slugs are admittedly probably hard to mess up, but they looked good here, and the zombie designs were all admirable (if a bit uninspired, but that wasn’t the focus, so I can’t complain).

With quite a few amusing quotes throughout (including the one on the poster about the ‘good news/bad news’) and a good sense of what this movie was going for, Night of the Creeps is a good film that’s well-worth it’s cult classic status. It doesn’t blow me away, but it’s always a fun watch.

7.5/10

From Beyond (1986)

Directed by Stuart Gordon [Other horror films: Re-Animator (1985), Dolls (1986), Daughter of Darkness (1990), The Pit and the Pendulum (1991), Castle Freak (1995), Dagon (2001), Bunker of Blood: Chapter 5: Psycho Sideshow: Demon Freaks (2018)]

I have to admit that when I saw this film for the first time, it didn’t click. If you were to ask me what I didn’t like about it, I don’t know entirely if I would be able to give a great answer. The truth is I’m pretty sure I watched it on the same day I watch seven or eight other classic horror films, and this just got lost in the sauce, as Howie Hawkins (the presidential candidate I voted for in 2020) would often say.

So seeing it again was a nice surprise. I still can’t admit to loving it, because I don’t. I think the atmosphere is great, the main performances are solid, even the story is decently interesting (with elements of both Videodrome and a sprinkle of Prince of Darkness thrown in), but I lose interest in the last thirty minutes or so (once they leave the house and hit the mental institution). It’s not a bad direction, but I didn’t care much for it.

Of course, Jeffrey Combs (who I recently saw in The Attic Expeditions, and is most well-known for Re-Animator and voicing the Question in Justice League Unlimited) is a treat to see here, and there’s a  decent amount of sympathy felt for his character despite not really knowing much about him. Barbara Crampton (Re-Animator and Chopping Mall) was attractive here, especially in her glasses. Ken Foree (who, in fact, I forgot was in this – I loved him in Dawn of the Dead) was a lot of fun too.

Even with the strong cast and amazing special effects, the atmosphere doesn’t carry over to the mental institution, at least in my view. It’s still a good movie, but I’m rating it around average, and can only hope that I eventually grow to enjoy it as much as many other seem to.

7/10