... in which, on the very grounds that the haunted house sits where our drunken, partying teenagers are all partying at that very moment, there was once a deranged Indian, and...
"He was squatting in a teepee
made of his squaw's intestines
chewing on the leg of his papoose."
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Tonight's a special night of evil!!!
Man this movie was a hoot! How did I go this long without ever seeing this sucker? First off, that squaw-intestine-teepee is the single greatest throw-away back-story for the evil to come EVER. I mean, the actor delivering it just butchers the line in the greatest way, and it comes out of nowhere, and never amounts to anything. Like so much in this delightfully awful - yet still creepy at the same time! - movie. A true 80's B-movie horror classic. Mucho gracias to Stacie Ponder for once again pointing me in the direction of wonderfulness (I really owe you a fruit-cake, Stacie!). Here's just a hint of its fabulousness:




And that's not even touching the scene with... the lipstick... shudder... or the five-minute 80s Goth interpretive dance scene! Fabulous!
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And that's not even touching the scene with... the lipstick... shudder... or the five-minute 80s Goth interpretive dance scene! Fabulous!
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2 comments:
I've always enjoyed Kevin Tenney as a director. His films aren't classics, but they're a fun way to pass a night. Witchboard and Witchtrap are his other 80's films worth a shot. Witchboard 2....eh.
I will never forget the huge cardboard stand-up my local video store had for this movie: "Angela's having a party...Freddy and Jason were too scared to come...," or something to that effect. I was anxious to see if this would hold up after several years, so I quickly snatched up a the dvd a couple of years ago...yep, still a good bit of fun to be had!
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