This should be a classic--it was made during the height of both 80's slashers and sex-comedies. It had a great cast (Stephen Furst as well as two great underused, but always fascinating actresses--Zane Busby as a weirdly compassionate and helpful woman possessed by the devil, and chipmunk-voiced Mews Small as a blind nympho had a lot of potential) and the budget looked reasonable. And it's inoffensive enough--it's doesn't inspire one to seek out the director and hang him with his own celluloid strips like, say, "Up The Academy" did.
It's just not that interesting. It's like a bad 80's sitcom pilot that you forget five minutes after the credits roll. It's something you watch with a hangover in a marathon of similarly themed movies on cable, falling asleep frequently without fear of having "missed anything." It has a few chuckles here and there, and the attempt to simulate the slashers of the era is appreciated. It's probably no dumber than others of its kind. It's just bland and lifeless, like a bored jellyfish. I'm about to fall asleep writing about it. I suddenly can't even remember why I wanted to...
It's just not that interesting. It's like a bad 80's sitcom pilot that you forget five minutes after the credits roll. It's something you watch with a hangover in a marathon of similarly themed movies on cable, falling asleep frequently without fear of having "missed anything." It has a few chuckles here and there, and the attempt to simulate the slashers of the era is appreciated. It's probably no dumber than others of its kind. It's just bland and lifeless, like a bored jellyfish. I'm about to fall asleep writing about it. I suddenly can't even remember why I wanted to...