Written and directed by Stephen Tyler. Starring Jan Jensen, Nancy Meyer, Joann Whitley, Danny David, Lance Descourez, Paul Amend and Stephen Tyler.
Plot: a group of students have an end-of-the-year slumber party interrupted by a maniac.
This is one of the worst movies we’ve ever seen, but it is hilarious. See, there’s this doctor who’s got this patient who’s crazy bananas. He escapes from the hospital and starts killing people right away, but his real target is the doctor, so he ends up at the doctor’s house where his daughter, Linda (Whitley) is having a slumber party.
There’s also a second killer that comes into play, but not for too long before the first maniac (who Tyler, the writer/director plays himself) kills him. For some reason this girl has a Sesame Street poster up in her room. People do not react well at all. Like, no one screams or runs away immediately. And if there’s a killer in the house, don’t you want to be outside the house? But no one runs outside either.
There is also horrible effects, like how the killer starts slicing someone’s neck at point A, but the blood doesn’t start coming out till point B. And the story is bad and clearly unoriginal. And somehow there’s no boobs! I mean, c’mon! They quote Lauren Bacall incorrectly. And the worst flaw, or maybe just to me, is when they have a cat supposedly “jump” out of this closet, but you can actually see a person in the back of the closet throw the cat out. Yup!
We give this movie a horrid score, but we suggest watching it at least once. For shits and giggles.
I suppose I could list my favorite movies here, but instead I'll give you a strange glimpse into what makes me TaraRomero.
1. I met George Romero. He was the kindest and sweetest man. He talked to me for longer than he should have with the line getting longer. He also held my hand. And when he noticed the ladybug I have tattooed on my wrist, he said he liked it and asked me it's name. Till then, it had not had a name. Now, I call him George.
2. I love stickers. All stickers. I just adore them. I even ask for stickers for Christmas! As a matter of fact, the birthday that just past, every member of my immediate family gave me sticker packs as gifts. Affordable and extremely appreciated.
3. I have never put much stock in astrology or horoscopes, but I LOVE the magic of the MBTI. Omg. I am an INFP and it actually sounds just like me. Introverted mostly. Creative always. Heart before head and not the most logical. Totally me! For better or worse.
4. It's no surprise I count horror so high up on the list of things that make me, me. However, it's so within my soul that I was part of the Horror Club in college. Interesting bunch. And even took a Horror Lit class as an elective. I got an A.
5. Coffee always makes me happy. Always. I'm particularly fond of caramel macchiatos. But I'll drink black coffee if it's the only thing available.
6. I hate shock for the sake of shock and endings that depress me. I always mention the movies Within (2016) and the Eli Roth produced, written and starred in, Aftershock (2012), as proof of this distate I have. I abhor the idea that just because I like horror, some people think I'd actually praise a movie that lets you think the "Final Girl" just made it through the night, only to slap her in the face with a tsunami.
7. We are big time animal people. I mean, if I could, I'd have an elephant, a bear, a zebra, a penguin, an otter and a meerkat, living with me. Seriously though. We have 2 dogs right now and 2 cats. Both cats we picked up when they each came to our front door hungry. And both dogs we got from 2 different sets of neighbors. Both who, unfortunately, don't know how to care for pets long-term. But they're happy and healthy now!!
8. Revisiting my love of horror, one of the above cats, my cat, is a little black guy named Church. Because Pet Sematary. His middle name is even Pascow. To give credit where credit's due, the name was DJ's idea. But he loves horror too!
9. I'm big into art. Along with movie posters and an Anne Frank quote, I have some actual paintings on my wall. I really think Dali paints beautifully when he wants to. And if I don't get to see Michaelangelo's Pieta in person some day, I will be very disappointed.
10. Lastly, I find Emily Dickinson's poetry intriguing. I took an elective course about her as well. But do you know I injected horror even there? I was given a poem to dissect and I picked one on death, of course. Then, I researched old "Death Photos" and even printed out copies for everyone in the class. They were so interested in looking at them that it stopped them from all looking at me, and I was able to deal quite well with my stage fright. Haha
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