Monday, June 23, 2014

'Manos: The Hand of Fate' republished

Originally printed in  the 3/25/14 publication titled, "Give a man an inch, he’ll inch a mile. Teach a man to inch, he’ll inch all day"
Manos: The Hands of Fate 
"There is no way out of here. It will be dark soon. There is no way out of here" ~ Torgo
or: "HANDS: The Hands of Fate"...

IMDB.com Rating: 1.9 out of 10
Availability: Still in print through 'Alpha Video' and very cheap.
Watch Onlinehttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zdTyTRnGn14
MST3K Version: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9AJVZuQuD6M
OH SHIT! Moment: When you realize the family's 8-year-old daughter has been taken as one of 'The Master's' brides. Eww. But seriously, what the fuck..?!
Food and Beverage Pairing: Nachos and Shiner Bock, with a swig of Pepe Lopez for dessert.

Step One: Place a decent helping of nacho chips on a microwave-safe plate.

Note: You might be tempted to get a chip with infused flavor – maybe a lime or salsa-flavored chip. That won’t be necessary. Just buy a basic chip – the cheaper, the better. I prefer, if you can find it, Gringo George. He’s my favorite of the Gringo-Beatles, right ahead of Gringo Starr. Ehh? Ehh?

…Didn't find that one funny, did you? Too bad. You read it, you can’t UN-read it.

Anyways, top the chips with lots of cheese. I recommend a combination of shredded cheeses and, if you have a block of cheese on hand, a sprinkling of ½ inch cheese chunks. If you really want to get fancy, add some sliced jalapeno, cut-up bell peppers, olives, onions, chives and avocado.

Note: If you’re shredding the cheese yourself, you've already done something wrong. Don’t shred your own cheese. They make great re-sealable packages of cheese which can be found in your local grocer’s dairy aisle. Luxuries such as these are made possible for such this reason. Just buy a bag of that.

Step Two: Microwave.

Maybe when it’s done, top it with some sour cream.

AND, if you’re feeling really spunky,
Step Three: Pour milk into a cup with a good amount of cheese. Microwave and stir. Shazam, pour-able cheese! When you refer to it as “pour-able” it sounds disgusting... oh, well.

            Note: Pour-able cheese is also great for homemade cheese-popcorn, so, yeah.

Now, make sure you have enough Shiners to get you through 70-minutes and you’re ready to rock.
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Before I begin my review, I first want to point out “Manos” means “hands” in Spanish; so in essence, we are watching the 1966 classic, “HANDS: The Hands of Fate”.


A good film is a collaboration. It's good acting, good directing, good cinematography, good writing, good pacing and good other verbs. It's a lot of moving parts which have to work together to make a satisfactory product. Few movies can screw all of those things up and still be watchable. Could "Manos: The Hands of Fate" be one of those movies?

Acid-head, Torgo, seen on the right.
To begin, the director was an insurance and fertilizer salesman. As the old adage goes, "if you're trying to make a movie, don't hire an insurance and fertilizer salesman to direct". The camera used could record 32-seconds worth of film before the reel had to be changed and couldn't record sound. This would've been hell for the editing department; but based on what made it into the film, I'm pretty sure an editing department wasn't employed. The seemingly endless driving sequence at the beginning of the film was meant to show the opening credits; but in a bold move by
insurance and fertilizer salesman turned first-time director/actor/writer/producer, Harold P. Warren, the film goes credit-less, leaving the viewer trapped in a showing of a Warren-family traveling-themed home movie. This credit-less technique was later utilized by George Lucas during his "Star Wars" saga. When dialogue finally begins, the viewer becomes overly creeped-out with the protagonist's daughter; an eight-year-old, voiced by an adult who shittily tries to sound like an eight-year-old. Introduced shortly thereafter, the antagonist's henchman, Torgo; a constantly jittery and lightly shaking actor, feeling the side-effects of acid. No, really. During the entire production, he was reported doing lots of acid. 

Really.

Robert Shaw was known as an amazing actor. When it came time to shoot his most well-known scene -- the U.S.S. Indianapolis monologue, from "Jaws" -- he insisted on drinking scotch before hand. After a few drunken takes, Shaw gave the chilling speech, an indelible performance. Just as Shaw, Torgo, too, was clearly an actor of the old school persuasion. An actor with a brilliance born of lost inhibition.

Watch Torgo in this unforgettable Academy Award-worthy performance: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eKNTaWElUgA.  This is an actor with his finger on the pulse of the acting community's wrist.

Well, it was the '60s, I suppose.
Notice the dog (on the right). This was one of only two cast
members to be paid for their services. He was fed dog food.
The other paid member was an actress, who received a bike.
When we finally get introduced to the antagonist, a.k.a. The Master, he is shown sleeping in his vintage, long, flowing, black robe with two giant red hand prints on the inside, because why the fuck not. The robe is kinda his 'thing'. He wears it as well as anyone could, I guess. We find out he's a total creeper; a polygamist weirdo. His intentions are made apparent by the brilliant Torgo, both of whom want to marry the protagonist's wife. Just when the plot begins to thicken -- the husband being brutally attacked by Torgo, a fully awoken Master, the uncertainty of the family's safety -- we get a tension-relieving shot of a young couple making-out in their car. Do I smell a plot device?

Nope.

After that weird break in suspense, the movie picks back up. The Master's six wives wake-up and begin bickering. As I mentioned previously, 'Manos' was recorded without sound. Insurance/fertilizer-salesman/director/actor/writer/producer, Harold P. Warren, only employed three people to voice-over the entire film. While the wives are all seen yelling at each other, only one actor's voice is heard. From this point on, throw in an all-out wife-brawl, Torgo jonesin' real bad during an acid flashback, a tickle fight (I think?) and 20-minutes of misplaced music and bad lighting, and you have the magic that is "Manos: The Hands of Fate".

On my scale:
Overall Enjoyment ----13
Redeeming Qualities---9
Rewatchability---------7
Directing/Quality------0
Plot/Storyline----------2
Pacing-----------------3
Dialogue/Writing-------2
Acting-----------------1
TOTAL---------------37

So I ask myself, was this worth my time and money? Well, I knew what I was getting into to when I bought this. I display it proudly in my collection. It's complete shit, technically speaking; nonetheless, I still enjoy it. It's terrible, yet terribly awesome. There's very little insight into what the movie is actually about. I think the director is trying to make a statement, but that might be a stretch. I suppose you can draw a correlation between this movie and the death of the 'American family ideals'. This is kind of ahead of its time. This plays out like a stage production, with a Charles Manson-esque antagonist. You could make the argument this is symbolic for the death of the '60s; the end of love and the birth of true fear -- fear of insanity, fear of the counter-culture. The only problem is this movie was made three years before any of these decade-shattering events happened. So, in other words, this movie may as well be full-of-shit; but on the other hand, it's just entertainment -- entertainment done so bad, it's good. I mean, insurance/fertilizer-salesman/director/actor/writer/producer, Harold P. Warren, probably did as good of a job as he possibly could have. At the end of the day, when you lose the temporary moniker of director/actor/writer/producer, he is just Harold P. Warren -- insurance and fertilizer salesman. So, would I recommend it?

Yeah, why not.

This movie, after all, wasn't terrible for everyone. On the plus side, location scout, Stirling Silliphant, did go on to become an award-winning screenwriter with his credits going with the films, "In the Heat of the Night", "The Towering Inferno", "The Poseidon Adventure", Village of the Damned" and the Stallone arm-wrestling classic, "Over the Top"; so, this movie did spawn some form of Hollywood talent...

Dinosaur Island clip

Sorry for the lack of posts from the last two weeks. I've been enjoying traveling and haven't found time to write (but with a grand total of zero followers, I can see that's probably not affecting any of my readers). Additionally, I was ready to start posting last week; but our internet went down. It'll be down for a couple more days and sending posts from my phone is a hassle. Welp, enjoy.


Sunday, June 8, 2014

Quick Reviews: The SLEEPAWAY CAMP Trilogy

SLEEPAWAY CAMP

"Burt Reynolds?"

IMDB.com Rating: 6.1 out of 10
Availability: In-print and moderately-priced.
Watch Onlinehttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5pjjuFT6QF4
OH SHIT! Moment: The finale, when you're shown a real doozy of an ending.
Beverage: A Campfire Confessional

Ingredients:
  • 2 oz cognac (Hennessy recommended)
  • ¾ oz fresh lemon juice
  • ¾ oz fresh orange juice
  • ¾ oz Pok Pok Som honey drinking vinegar
  • 1 oz water
  • 3 dashes Angostura bitters
  • 1 pinch fresh herbs: a free-form mixture of rosemary, thyme, sweet woodruff, or anything edible you find on the forest floor
Method:

Shake everything up in a mason jar. Screw the lid on tight. Stick the jar in your backpack (or refrigerator, since you're probably watching this at home). Drink around sundown. No ice required.
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At Camp Arawak, boys and girls can mingle and experience the joys nature together. There's a lake, baseball fields, plenty of woods -- lots of stuff to keep a young child occupied. Unfortunately, some of the campers have a tendency to end up dead; but pay no mind to that -- why, it's just a hazard of being young. I mean, sure, it's not often a kid gets dismembered when away at camp, but accidents will happen; and, boys will be boys...

Tonight's triple feature is the 'Sleepaway Camp' trilogy. Yes, I'm aware it's actually a pentalogy; but for all intents and purposes, tonight -- it's a trilogy. 

This film is your typical slasher with a nice twist at the end. Next to 'Pieces', 'Sleepaway Camp' is probably the second most shocking ending to a horror film. Additionally, this movie is like a fine wine, getting better with age. Every viewing of the movie makes me love it more and more; which says a lot since the director only has a handful of films to his credit (both as a director and crew member), all of them having the words "Sleepaway" and "Camp" in the title. Basically what I'm saying -- for a novice, Robert Hiltzik did a pretty good job

In the cast, the only real noteworthy actor is James Earl Jones. . .'s dad, Robert Earl Jones. He plays Ben, the assistant chef. In the kitchen with him is Artie, a real creeper. "There ain't no such thing as being too young. You're just too old" he tells Ben. Additionally, the camp is run by an insensitive creeper, Mel (Mike Kellin, 'Midnight Express). But unlike the aforementioned Artie, Mel prefers to cop a feel on the older campers. And of course, playing the lead of Angela is Felissa Rose.

After the death of her father and twin sibling eight years prior, Angela and her cousin Ricky are shipped off to summer camp by their thespian-esque aunt/mother. Once they arrive, Angela gets picked on, Ricky constantly comes to her rescue and someone starts murdering everyone who's been causing Angela grief. With awesomely bad acting from Ricky, the movie plays out like any violent camp/slasher would -- with lots of deaths, corny backtalk and a baseball game. 

In honor of Joe Bob Briggs, we have:
13 deaths
Death-by-bees, while sitting on a toilet
A curling iron in the no-no parts
A chef burnt to Toxic Avenger-levels
Bloody shower knifing
An arrow through the throat
Gratuitous softball-playing
Gratuitous snake slithering out of dead kid's mouth
Gratuitous water balloon fight
And a special mention to Karen Fields's portrayal of the incredible bitch, Judy (below), for the line, "(You're) a real carpenter's dream -- flat as a board and in need of a screw!"

On my scale:
Overall Enjoyment ----18
Redeeming Qualities--17
Rewatchability---------10
Fun/Special Effects---10
Directing/Quality------8
Plot/Storyline----------6
Pacing-----------------8
Dialogue/Acting-------3
TOTAL---------------80

FINAL TOTAL W/ BONUS POINTS --- 81.3

SLEEPAWAY CAMP 2: UNHAPPY CAMPERS

"He went into a psycho ward a couple of years ago and while he was there, the doctors gave him a sex change. . . and our parents' taxes paid for it..."

IMDB.com Rating: 5.6 out of 10
Availability: Out-of-print and usually cheap.
Watch Online: Oddly, not on YouTube
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"What are you staring at? Haven't you even seen a pair of boobs before?"
"Aww, leave her alone, Ally. I mean, she's only looking at that long black hair growing out of your nipple."

Oh, 'Sleepaway Camp 2: Unhappy Campers'. How poetic your dialogue is. Angela's back... and this time, she's all girl. 

Playing the role of Angela is Bruce Springsteen's sister, Pamela; and one of the most frightening scenes of the film is when she sings the "happy campers" song. Musically talented, she is not. Acting next to her is Renee' Estevez, Charlie Sheen and Emilio Estevez's sister. 

'Unhappy Campers' finds Angela sneaking her way back into camp because she, for some reason, loves it so much; and this time, she's a camp counselor. After winning "Counselor of the Week", you'd think she could do no wrong; but once she starts offing the bad campers, everyone starts causing a panic. Leading the charge of rotten campers is Ally, who goes topless at least half of the movie. 

This entry in the 'Sleepaway Camp' series is relatively plot-less. It's basically 79 minutes of Angela killing people -- which is pretty cool, by the way.

For this film, we have:
19 dead bodies
6 breasts
Burning
Drilling
Bludgeoning with a branch
Chainsawing
Tongue-cutting
Throat-slashing
Back-stabbing
Drowning in a leech-filled out-house 
Strangling
BBQ-ed to death
Acid in the face
Decapitation
And Angela dresses as 'Leatherface' to kill two campers dressed as Freddy and Jason

On my scale:
Overall Enjoyment ----14
Redeeming Qualities--17
Rewatchability---------7
Fun/Special Effects---8
Directing/Quality------3
Plot/Storyline----------2
Pacing-----------------7
Dialogue/Acting-------2
TOTAL---------------59

FINAL TOTAL W/ BONUS POINT --- 60.9

SLEEPAWAY CAMP 3: TEENAGE WASTELAND

"I've never chopped wood before... but I've chopped other things."

IMDB.com Rating: 5.1 out of 10
Availability: Out-of-print and usually cheap.
Watch Online: You're just going to have to buy this.
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"What's a fantastic way to begin a film", you ask? With someone getting run-the-fuck-over by a tractor trailer driven by Angela. If you haven't guessed it by now, the final film of the night if 'Sleepaway Camp 3: Teenage Wasteland'.

This entry has Pamela Springsteen reprising her role as Angela. Starring beside her is Tracy Griffith (Melanie Griffith's sister), and academy-award nominee, Michael J. Pollard.

Dressed up as an inner city girl's doppelganger, Angela offs her young thug lookalike by running her over with a stolen truck. Posing as the girl, Angela sneaks her way into a new summer camp -- one specifically for rich kids and inner city punks. Angela begins to suspect everyone is evil and begins killing again; and, again, we have another plot-less film. But don't let that stop you from watching, because this is almost as entertaining as its predecessor. The film's best moments -- an homage; while fishing, Angela reels in a hockey mask like the one Jason wears. She asks what day it is, and someone replies "Saturday the 14th". And let's not forget when Angela gives a newswoman some fake cocaine. As she overdoses, Angela says, "one of the dangers of being a drug addict is never really knowing if the stuff is pure" -- so, you can see the writing is just as well-done as the second film, too.

For tonight's finale, we have:
17 deaths
8 breasts
An exploding fish
Bludgeoning with a branch
Face-exploding
Burning
Decapitation
Head-smashing
Buried from the neck down in trash while head get run-over with a lawnmower
Limb-ripping
Shooting
An overly-racist valley girl
A hip-hop-loving inner city guy with a boombox (who, SIDENOTE: plays the same instrumental song throughout the entire film)
And one really bad daydream if Angela singing the 'happy campers' song and being applauded for it.

On my scale:
Overall Enjoyment ----13
Redeeming Qualities--11
Rewatchability---------5

Fun/Special Effects---6
Directing/Quality------3
Plot/Storyline----------2
Pacing-----------------6
Dialogue/Acting-------2
TOTAL---------------48


FINAL TOTAL W/ BONUS POINTS --- 49.7

Thursday, June 5, 2014

6/5 The Burning

THE BURNING

"Man, this guy's burned so bad, he's cooked. A fuckin' Big Mac. Overdone."

IMDB.com Rating: 6.4 out of 10
Availability: In-print and moderately-priced.
Watch Onlinehttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FmstVaD7b9M
OH SHIT! Moment: The Jim Varney-esque Woodstock, played by Fisher Stevens, gets his finger chopped off as he and his entire raft of five get murdered.
Beverage: A Bloody Muddy Mary

Ingredients:
3 oz tomato juice
1 1/2 oz vodka
1/2 oz lemon juice
1 dash Worcestershire sauce 
celery salt, ground pepper, hot pepper sauce to taste, celery stalk and/or pickle spear for garnish, lemon and/or lime wedge for garnish
Method:Build the liquid ingredients in a highball glass over ice cubes. Mix well. Add the seasonings to taste. Garnish with the lemon and/or lime wedge and celery stalk.
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A creepy, camp caretaker, called Cropsey, at Camp Blackfoot (talk about alliteration!) gets his comeuppance when a group of summer camp pranksters accidentally set him on fire. How zany! Five years later, the hospital is forced to release the burn victim back into society; and all he can think of is getting bloody revenge. Tonight's movie is 'The Burning' from 1981.

Tom Savini is at it again with special-effects and plenty of gags that help make this brilliant slasher flick "gory as hell" (slasherpool.com). Starring, we have Brian Matthews from 'Crime Stopper' and Leah Ayres from 'Bloodsport'. Brian Backer from 'Fast Times at Ridgemount High' is also featured; as well as 'Seinfeld's Jason Alexander and Holly Hunter, who I personally love in 'Broadcast News', 'Raising Arizona' and Steven Spielberg's 'Always'. Fisher Stevens also makes an appearance, who later went on to act in 'Short Circuit'. This marks an early release from the now hugely-famous Weinstein Brothers, and their Miramax company . Based on the real-life killer, Cropsey, this was the second movie of 1981 to feature a murderer of that influence (SEE: 'Madman'). Rounding out the cast and crew is Rick Wakeman (of Yes) who did the film's score.
I wonder if he had to deal with "shrinkage" during the swimming scenes..?

When the aforementioned prank goes wrong, a summer camp's evil caretaker is left badly burned. After skin grafts fail, Cropsey is forced to leave the hospital. "You gotta forgive the kids", the doctors tell him; but adjusting to normal life is hard when you have a face like a  half-melted candle and the body of the Toxic Avenger. He begins his rampage the Frank Zito way, by killing a hooker. Unique is the cinematography, as it appears they smeared petroleum jelly on the camera for the killer's P.O.V. 

As we become introduced to the campers and counselors, the real standout is Alfred; played by Brian Backer. Alfred is the usual weirdo kid who can't swim and doesn't talk. Classic Alfred, he gets caught peeping in the girls' shower. Todd and Michelle are the head counselors, played by Brian Matthews and Leah Ayres. Then there's the Jim Varney-esque Woodstock (Fisher Stevens), another zany misfit. Dave is the obnoxious one, played by a still fully-haired Jason Alexander. Lastly, there's the wild card, Glazer. He's butt-ass ugly; but the girls love him because he has muscles. I hate him because I generally hate people who are attractive. It's a competitive nature-thing (although he really is butt-ass ugly, and his "muscles" look like well-placed flab). Oh, and he's an incredible dickweed. 


As the campers get ready for a float trip and overnight camp-out, Cropsey starts making his way around the summer camp. Country twang music plays as the group begins their float. It's a joyfully corny scene. In the morning, two of the campers, Karen and Eddy, leave to 'do it' in the woods. Offended by the latter's over-aggressiveness, Karen leaves, getting offed on her way back to camp. Eddy makes it back fine but Todd and Michelle quickly discover his booty call's missing; and so are the canoes. With a shitty, homemade raft, Woodstock and four others attempt to paddle back to camp. They find one of the canoes floating idly; but when they float up to it, out jumps Cropsey, killing all five viciously. In the woods, Glazer and his main squeeze proceed to get it on; but after Glazer painfully power-thrusts his way out of virginity and... comes up short... they both die bloody, horrible deaths at the hands -- or blades -- of a bush trimmer. Cropsey finally finds his way to Todd, because, SHOCKER: they have a dark history together. Now, Cropsey must duke it out with Todd and Alfred, making for an exciting ending.

Classic Woodstock -- that zany misfit! Always getting himself into trouble.
On my scale:
Overall Enjoyment ----20
Redeeming Qualities--18
Rewatchability---------10
Fun/Special Effects---10
Directing/Quality------7
Plot/Storyline----------7
Pacing-----------------9
Dialogue/Acting-------6
TOTAL---------------87

TOTAL POINTS W/ BONUS INCLUDED: 88


'The Burning' is a lot of fun. It's campy, bloody, and even has a few good scares. I have yet to rate a film this high. My scale isn't about finding movies that are true cinematic achievements that shape the course of film-making, the likes of which have never been seen before. My scale is based on finding movies I really enjoy; and 'The Burning' -- well, that, I really enjoy. And in honor of Joe Bob Briggs; for the record, we have:
The "muscle-bound" dickweed, Glazer (on the right)
10 deaths (1 bonus point)
4 breasts
1 hooker death
Gratuitous blood
Finger-hedging
Limb-tossing
Forehead-slicing
Throat-stabbing
Flame-thrower fu
Hedger fu
Best of 1981. 4 Stars. Tony says, "check it out".

Quick Reviews: MADMAN

MADMAN

"It all started during a campfire at North Sea Cottages, a special retreat for gifted children. . ."

IMDB.com Rating: 5.2 out of 10
Availability: Out-of-print and very expensive
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Out of the success of 'Halloween' and 'Friday the 13th', 'Madman' was born. The movie begins simple enough -- with a one-man musical number. It's a circle of camp counselors and kids, sitting around a fire. The next person to entertain everyone is the head counselor. He tells a story about a farmer who killed his wife and kids. When the farmer was caught, the townspeople hanged him and left him for dead; but when they came back in the morning, his body was gone. Since then, he comes out to murder only when his name is uttered; so, of course, one of the kids jokingly yells the name of "Madman Marz".

Based on the Cropsey maniac (which was also the basis for 'The Burning', released the same year), 'Madman' was an all-out bloodbath about a malicious brute. There's heavy similarities between this and 'Friday the 13th'; but what 'Madman' most has to be proud of is the clear influence it had on the genre -- primarily, films like the 'Hatchet' trilogy.

This is one of the more-entertaining body count slashers, racking up 10 kills. By axe, knife or hand, Marz kills the counselors off in various ways -- hanging, neck-breaking, burning, stabbing, axing, throat-slashing, fist-pounding, wall-hooking and seldom-seen car hood-decapitation. It's the over-the-top violence which separates 'Madman' from many other slashers of the early '80s. 

There are very few dull moments in the film. The music, primarily at the beginning and end, is awesome. The killing kinda overrides the film so you're not looking at too much character-development; but the film manages to pace itself pretty well. Goofy dialogue and corny acting were common characteristics for a 1980s (or anytime, really) slasher film, so that's not too distracting. All-in-all, 'Madman' is a pretty solid effort; "one of the all-time drive-in movies" ~ Joe Bob Briggs.


And if you decide to buy this movie (because, despite it being expensive, it's worth it), buy the Anchor Bay version. Although I very much like Code Red, their release (I've heard) isn't as good of a transfer and might be missing a scene.Well-worth your time. Tony says, "check it out". 4 Stars. Best of 1981.

On my scale:
Overall Enjoyment ----18
Redeeming Qualities--18 (2 points for end music, primarily since it's a song about the movie. SEE: 'Maniac Cop 2')
Rewatchability---------8

Fun/Special Effects---8
Directing/Quality------7
Plot/Storyline----------7
Pacing-----------------7
Dialogue/Acting-------5
TOTAL---------------78


Bonus points for kills (10)---1.0
FINAL TOTAL: 79


Wednesday, June 4, 2014

6/4 Twisted Nightmare

TWISTED NIGHTMARE

"Hey! Don't ever call me a pussy!" ~ Dean

IMDB.com Rating: 4.3 out of 10
Availability: Only on VHS and expensive
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There was a time when evil incarnate was real -- a time when fear ate away at sanity -- a time when a slammed door or sudden foot step produced a Casio keyboard sound. This was the time of 'Twisted Nightmare'. Seven young couples receive invitations to a vacation at the rural, hillbilly, Camp Paradise. Unbeknownst to them until they arrive, the person -- or thing -- that sent the invitations wasn't anyone in their party. This macabre reunion has a dark side -- the entire group was partially responsible for the death of Matthew, a mentally handicapped boy, two years prior. And by "partially responsible", I mean the girls flirted with him and he inexplicably bursted into flames. Their holiday becomes a nightmare -- a Twisted nightmare... The deadly terror -- an age-old demonic force that lives in a barn (or so the first five minutes tell us) -- manifests itself in the form of Matthew. That's right, Matthews back -- and he's a lot smarter now. . . It's like 'House on Haunted Hill'; but more of a 'Hootenanny on Hillbilly Hollow'. And all that junk about the ancient evil -- yeah, it's not actually in the plot.

Fortunately for the vacationers, they have an uncomfortably buff Asian friend who came packing heat. With a crossbow, nun-chucks, hand gun, sniper rifle, and a hunting knife, you'd think they'd have a decent shot at beating Matthew -- except Matthew is apparently a wild-haired silhouette who produces industrial music when he chases people. Luckily for the gang, they have Dean -- an incredible dickweed. Ill-prepared for fighting a demon, he is super-equipped with insults and cuss words; and when he doesn't get his way, he calls his friends "assholes" and says he hates them. Dean's place in the group of friends is baffling to me. I mean, he looks at least ten years older than everyone else and is constantly trying to fight them. Oh, and did I mention he's an incredible dickweed? But all good things come to an end as he escapes from Matthew in the film's finale -- until he yells "fuck you" at the killer and flips him off. This upsets Matthew, who's a super-conductor, also. Matthew, sadly, electrocutes Dean (insert 'frowny face' here). But most importantly, there's an old caretaker who lives on the property. He knows what's going on the entire movie; but he does nothing about it. He spends his 95-minutes of fame creeping everyone out and then getting shot. Luckily, he has just enough life left in him to dumb gasoline on Matthew and blow-up the barn.

'Twisted Nightmare' is well-known for, well, nothing. That's not to say it isn't enjoyable, though. This group of 14 is more oversexed than a boatload of Navy men. With dialogue like:
"Are you expecting some heavy combat?"
"Yeah. With you in my sleeping bag. But I'm still gonna bring my weaponry."
"Okay, but in the sleeping bag, I want hand-to-hand combat."
"Deal."
and,
"This is my idea of 'roughin' it'."
"No, no, no. Your idea of 'roughin' it' is Club Med."
"Who cares? I like it rough."
and, of course,
"It took me six minutes to get him."
"Six minutes? I bet he's worth all that time.",
it's a wonder 'Twisted Nightmare' wasn't the 'Citizen Kane' of the '80s.

The pure cheeze-cinema and high body count make it easy to pass off the film's shortcomings. With campers being hanged, caught in bear traps, getting their throats slit, having their hearts ripped out, faces burned-off, faces bashed-in, electrocuted, skulls split open, and your basic stabbings, 'Twisted Nightmare' is a worthwhile effort. And, although it doesn't make sense, it's easy to disregard the film's opening-credit-setup. Ultimately, the intro dialogue doesn't really have anything to do with the film. It speaks of an ancient evil which has lived in the barn since the dawn of time, when the real culprit is Matthew's evil shaman sister. Well, that and the public schools. When in doubt, cast blame on the public schools. That's what I say.

On my scale:
Overall Enjoyment ----12
Redeeming Qualities--14
Rewatchability---------7
Fun/Special Effects---8
Directing/Quality------4
Plot/Storyline----------4
Pacing-----------------5
Dialogue/Acting-------2
TOTAL---------------56


Bonus points for kills (16)---1.6
FINAL TOTAL: 57.6


One word why you should watch this. "Dean" (below). And that's that. Tony says, "check it out". 4 Stars. Best of 1987.