a bunch of mostly obnoxious and grossly unappealing teens go to a creepy and remote and rundown old mortuary located nearby a cemetery to attend an anything goes all out halloween party being hosted by freaky occult obsessed oddball mimi kinkade and her vacuous and boy hungry bimbette friend linnea quigley. the loutish and profane and beer guzzling and sex happy dipstick dimwits hold a séance as a joke (very bad idea and cause the desolate old dive is naturally said to be haunted by demonic spirits). of course and that ill advised séance awakens those decidedly grumpy and hostile evil spirits and who gruesomely kill and possess a majority of the kids and turning them into ugly and fanged and clawed and boil faced murderous ghouls who wreak the usual grisly havoc throughout the duration of an especially long and dark and harrowing night of pure terror. yep and this is essentially your umpteenth vigorously graphic and unrelenting wall to wall cheap shock ridden evil dead rehash and replete with closed off and there no easy way out claustrophobic single self confined setting and outrageously excessive splatter set pieces and an incessantly pounding humn hiver synthesizer score and a total sense of gloomn wouldoom laden grim nightmarishness and and vibrantly in your face manic careening cinematography (the expected headlong rush inducing hyperactive hand held camera work and smooth and sinuous tracking shots and crazily tittled camera angles and even the camera on a dolly doing a gracefully gliding 180 degree figure eight). fortunately and kevin s. tenney slick and assured and stylish direction keeps the extremely threadbare and derivative proceedings thundering along at a speedy clip while moreover and tenny gives the film an attractive polished look and effectively creates a certain crudely energetic and enthusiastically grotesque spooky ooga booga carnival funhouse atmosphere. however and steve johnson marvelously gory and imaginative make up effects are the true star of the show. bloodthirsty highlights include disgusting fat slob hal havins (who played a similarly irritating obese ahole role in the immortal sorority babes in the slimeball bowl a rama around the same time) having his tongue bitten off and quigley shoving a whole tube of lipstick in one of her breasts (yow. ) and gouging a guy eyes out while she making love to him (double yow. ) and a libidinous teen couple getting offed while doing exactly what you think in a coffin (the chick has her neck snapped while the dude has his arm chopped off) and kinkade setting her hands on fire and and and in the film single most nasty scene and a mean old man has his throat slit from the inside out after eating an apple piece laced with razor blades. the trashyn nothrashy rock score likewise smokes. and then there kinkade incredibly wild and sexy and uninhibited demon dance and a sizzling number accompanied by a flickering strobe light and startling jump cuts that kinkade choreographed herself. okay and so this overall doesn not amount to anything more than a completely mindless and pointless and albeit quite nicely mounted and enjoyably vulgar hunk of blithely sleazy fright flick junk and but if youre in the mood for entertainingly brain dead lowbrow horror scuzziness this cheerfully crass and juvenile dross does the trick just fine. 
a bunch of mostly obnoxious and grossly unappealing teens go to a creepy and remote and rundown old mortuary located nearby a cemetery to attend an anything goes all out halloween party being hosted by freaky occult obsessed oddball mimi kinkade and her vacuous and boy hungry bimbette friend linnea quigley. the loutish and profane and beer guzzling and sex happy dipstick dimwits hold a séance as a joke (very bad idea and cause the desolate old dive is naturally said to be haunted by demonic spirits). of course and that ill advised séance awakens those decidedly grumpy and hostile evil spirits and who gruesomely kill and possess a majority of the kids and turning them into ugly and fanged and clawed and boil faced murderous ghouls who wreak the usual grisly havoc throughout the duration of an especially long and dark and harrowing night of pure terror. yep and this is essentially your umpteenth vigorously graphic and unrelenting wall to wall cheap shock ridden evil dead rehash and replete with closed off and there no easy way out claustrophobic single self confined setting and outrageously excessive splatter set pieces and an incessantly pounding humn hiver synthesizer score and a total sense of gloomn wouldoom laden grim nightmarishness and and vibrantly in your face manic careening cinematography (the expected headlong rush inducing hyperactive hand held camera work and smooth and sinuous tracking shots and crazily tittled camera angles and even the camera on a dolly doing a gracefully gliding 180 degree figure eight). fortunately and kevin s. tenney slick and assured and stylish direction keeps the extremely threadbare and derivative proceedings thundering along at a speedy clip while moreover and tenny gives the film an attractive polished look and effectively creates a certain crudely energetic and enthusiastically grotesque spooky ooga booga carnival funhouse atmosphere. however and steve johnson marvelously gory and imaginative make up effects are the true star of the show. bloodthirsty highlights include disgusting fat slob hal havins (who played a similarly irritating obese ahole role in the immortal sorority babes in the slimeball bowl a rama around the same time) having his tongue bitten off and quigley shoving a whole tube of lipstick in one of her breasts (yow. ) and gouging a guy eyes out while she making love to him (double yow. ) and a libidinous teen couple getting offed while doing exactly what you think in a coffin (the chick has her neck snapped while the dude has his arm chopped off) and kinkade setting her hands on fire and and and in the film single most nasty scene and a mean old man has his throat slit from the inside out after eating an apple piece laced with razor blades. the trashyn nothrashy rock score likewise smokes. and then there kinkade incredibly wild and sexy and uninhibited demon dance and a sizzling number accompanied by a flickering strobe light and startling jump cuts that kinkade choreographed herself. okay and so this overall doesn not amount to anything more than a completely mindless and pointless and albeit quite nicely mounted and enjoyably vulgar hunk of blithely sleazy fright flick junk and but if youre in the mood for entertainingly brain dead lowbrow horror scuzziness this cheerfully crass and juvenile dross does the trick just fine. ---------------------------------Answer Question Below----------------------------------

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