Gory greetings! This week’s PICKS FROM THE CRYPT are a terrifying trio of underrated horror flicks from the dying days of the 80’s horror craze. These three flicks are often overlooked when discussing 80’s horror for some reason, and all three are personal favorites of mine. Best of all, all three of these horror classics are available on dvd and can be easily found for a reasonable price. LET THE BLOODSHED BEGIN!!!
Bad Dreams (1988)
http://imdb.com/title/tt0094701/
The always creepy Richard Lynch (Invasion USA, Rob Zombie’s Halloween) stars as Franklin Harris, a deranged cult leader who controls a hippy commune called Unity Fields. One day Harris decides to usher in a whole new era of unity amongst his followers by dousing them in gasoline and setting them all on fire. A massive explosion then kills 30 of the hippies and leaves only a sole survivor Harris’ personal favorite love child Cynthia. (Jennifer Rubin, who also appeared in A Nightmare On Elm Street 3: Dream Warriors!) Cynthia had second thoughts about immolating herself and ran away shortly before the shit hit the fan. Despite being doused in gasoline and trapped inside a burning, exploding building, Cynthia somehow manages to avoid being burnt to a crisp and is pulled from the wreckage by paramedics relatively unscathed.
Cynthia is brought to a hospital, where she spends the following thirteen years in a coma. When Cynthia finally wakes up, the real nightmare begins. After waking up from her coma Cynthia is transferred to a mental health facility ran by a shady doctor named Berrisford and placed into a special borderline personality therapy group led by the dashing Dr. Alex Karmen. (Bruce Re-Animator Abbott) The dazed and confused girl attempts to put the pieces of her troubled past together while constantly being drugged and surrounded by neurotics and psychotics, including a whining E.G. Daily (The Devil’s Rejects), a chain smoking Susan Ruttan (L.A. Law), and a wise cracking, self mutilating Dean Cameron (fucking Chainsaw from Summer School!).
It doesn’t take long before Cynthia begins having hallucinations, and the terrified girl starts seeing the charred corpse of Harris everywhere she looks. Even worse, Harris keeps imploring Cynthia to keep her promise and commit suicide so she can join the rest of the Unity Fields followers in eternal bliss. Harris also warns his love child that if she won’t kill herself, he’ll kill her newfound friends so they can take her place by his side instead. Harris is a man of his word, and immediately begins taking out the cracked out patients one by one. Cynthia (and the viewer) watches in helpless disbelief as the unfortunate patients are drowned, thrown from windows, chopped to bits by giant turbines, consume conveniently located bottles of formaldehyde, and gut themselves with scalpels! All of these incredible deaths are made to look like simple suicides, and this makes Cynthia’s cries for help even more unbelievable.
Dr. Karmen promptly falls in love with Cynthia (great ethics there, Doctor) and tries in vain to stop the rest of his patients from offing themselves. After being fired by Dr. Berrisford for getting too personally involved, Karmen pops some meds and hallucinates about running Berrisford over in the parking lot (?). He eventually sobers up and uncovers a deadly conspiracy that hides a madman even more dangerous than Harris. Cynthia’s worst nightmares have indeed come to life, and her desperate fight for survival has just begun.
I really enjoy this underrated 1988 effort from writer and director Andrew Fleming. This flick was and still is commonly dismissed by most horror fans and critics as a lame Dream Warriors rip off with Richard Lynch as a wannabe Freddy Krueger. I don’t see it that way at all. The basic similarities are obvious: Jennifer Rubin in an asylum battling a badly burnt lunatic who snuffs the patients and makes it look like suicide. But the differences, which are quite substantial in my opinion seem to fly over people’s heads. The biggest difference is tone. Bad Dreams has it’s share of pitch black humor, but Franklin Harris is no wisecracking Freddy Krueger. Richard Lynch does a great job in this role and plays it totally straight. I wish he had more screen time. The flashback footage where Harris preaches about the joining of man and woman and making a break from the old world is some of the creepiest stuff in the movie.
The other major difference is the plot device that leads to the twist of the film’s climax. I don’t want to spoil the movie for anyone, but I will say that the hallucinatory nature of the movie is what makes it so unique. I think the title Bad Dreams is misleading, if only for the simple fact that there’s hardly any dreaming involved. Bad Trip would have been a much more appropriate title. Speaking of tripping, it’s completely mind boggling that Richard Lynch would have agreed to be in this movie, because in real life he had once set himself on fire while tripping on acid! It’s unnerving to watch Richard soaking himself in gas and lighting himself up when you can clearly see the real life effects of such an incident all over his face. It’s much more disturbing than anything a makeup artist could create.
Bad Dreams delivers the goods in the splatter department. The highlight for gorehounds is an awesome sequence where the liquefied remains of two disgusting looking middle aged sex addicts pour out of ventilation ducts and rain down upon both the hapless maintenance man sent to investigate and the patients on the floor below. There’s also a very convincing looking scene where Dean Cameron slams his hand down onto a knife blade. I have to say that Dean pretty much steals the whole fucking movie. His high strung, on edge, and over the top turn as Ralph is easily the best performance in the entire film. After watching him chew up the scenery here with such gusto, I have to wonder why he didn’t become a bigger star. I love that guy!
You might notice a lack of attention to the performances of Jennifer Rubin and Bruce Abbott, but that’s for the best really. In their defense, they weren’t really given a lot to work with. The love connection between these two is far fetched from a storyline perspective, and even less convincing on screen because these two have zero chemistry with each other. When Bruce tells Jennifer I love you! at the end of the movie it’s flat out laughable. I loved Jennifer in Dream Warriors so I’ll go easy on her, but I’ve always thought Bruce was kind of a doofus in those Re-Animator flicks. I’ll blame him instead. All I can say is that it’s a good thing they had an excellent supporting cast!
The folks at Starz/Anchor Bay released an excellent dvd of Bad Dreams that includes a gory alternate ending, directors commentary, the theatrical trailer, and three brief behind the scenes featurettes. Great stuff that makes for an essential purchase. Watch this one with an open mind and you just might like it.
Check out the trailer for Bad Dreams!
Hell High (1989)
http://imdb.com/title/tt0091192/
A sexually repressed biology teacher named Brooke Storm (Maureen Mooney) is tormented by memories of the violent impalement death of two sexually frustrated greaser teens that she accidentally unleashed during her tender youthful years as a pink party dress sporting Jon Benet lookalike. All grown up but mentally disturbed, Ms. Storm begins to crack when one of her very worst students a nasty punk named Dickens (Christopher Striker RIP) begins harassing her. The tension reaches a breaking point when Ms. Storm snaps and slaps the Dickens out of Dickens in class. Humiliated, Dickens vows revenge on the teacher.
The incouragable sociopath Dickens is never far away from his loyal followers Smiler and Queenie. Smiler (Jason Brill) is the token obnoxious giggling fat fuck moron, and Queenie (Millie Prezioso) is a slut with attitude and a taste for the colorful fashions of Cindy Lauper. The gang becomes a fearsome foursome when Dickens befriends a pretty boy pussy named Jon Jon (Christopher Cousins) who recently quit the school’s football team because he couldn’t take the pain. Dickens shares his trusty bottle of Jack Daniels with Jon Jon after school and then the two fast friends bond some more while following Ms. Storm home from school. Jon Jon starts whining about how he doesn’t like the stink of it, which prompts Dickens to respond with the classic line You don’t like the stink of nothing. Besides, there’s nothing after high school. There’s only more stink.
The boys follow Ms. Storm back to her isolated home near a swamp and get their jollies peeping at her in the shower. Much to the lads (and the viewers) shock and delight, the closeted and conservative looking Ms. Storm actually has a smoking hot body, and she seems to get a big kick out of groping her soapy breasts in the shower (Do chicks really do that?!?)! The next day, the pack of misfits attend a football game at the school. This allows Dickens a chance to approach an injured player on the sidelines and threaten to open up his leg wound with a huge oversized knife! Then the gang hop into Dickens’ car and drive onto the football field so Jon Jon can intercept the ball mid-throw and ruin the game for his former team mates.
Later that night the kids decide to go to Ms. Storm’s house for a little fun. The pack of hooligans head into the swamp to gather up as much slime as they can in garbage bags and then proceed to vandalize her house. They throw the slime all over the house, dump a bucketful on Ms. Storm’s face, jump up and down on the roof, and break a window in the front door. Their festivities are briefly interrupted by the high school’s lesbian swim coach, who unexpectedly shows up at the house to visit Ms. Storm. Unbelievably, the coach doesn’t seem the least bit concerned to find her friend babbling hysterically and covered in slime. The broken window doesn’t faze her either. Instead of doing something crazy like calling the police, she gives Ms. Storm a quaalude, tucks her into bed, and leaves!
This gives Dickens and the gang the perfect opportunity to break into her home. The mean spirited pranks turn sinister when both Dickens and Queenie take turns molesting the drugged and delirious teacher. Fortunately for Ms. Storm, Dicken’s concept of nailing this bitch consists solely of pawing at her breasts and scrunching up her nightgown a bit. Some in-fighting between the kids gives Ms. Storm a window of opportunity to escape, which she attempts to do by swiftly defenestrating herself! The gang is shocked and horrified, but express more fear for their futures than remorse for their deeds. Jon Jon even mutters There goes my future.
But unfortunately for everyone involved, Ms. Storm isn’t dead. The now battered and bloody biology teacher finally snaps and goes berserk. Her demented night of vengeance is best summed up by the European title of the film - Raging Fury. The gory highlights include heads being bashed with rocks (very brutal!), pencils shoved into temples, multiple bloody impalements, throat slitting, and human dissection experiments. This teacher is tough, and her final exam will be murder.
Hell High is a fairly unique horror film from the dying days of the 80’s slasher craze. It didn’t exactly set the box office on fire, only raking in a meager $187,920. For some reason this film received terrible reviews, mostly from critics who apparently didn’t even watch the movie before reviewing it. I say that because comparisons to Carrie and Prom Night are beyond me. Perhaps the title is misleading, because this is hardly your run of the mill high school slash ‘em up. This flick plays out more in the sleazy revenge-themed tradition of flicks like I Spit On Your Grave and Savage Streets. There are a couple of very nice T&A shots along the way. Hats off to director Douglas Grossman for fine use of stunt breasts. Maureen Mooney was pregnant during the filming and had tiny tits anyways.
I thought the acting across the board was very good. Maureen Mooney does a great job in the lead role, as does Christopher Striker. There’s great chemistry between the two, you really get the feeling that they hate each other. Sadly, Striker passed away from AIDS shortly after the film finished shooting. Hell High is also notable for featuring one of the very best male screams in all of horror history. Your eardrums will also be assaulted by some hideously catchy original pop music provided by Johnny Vance. The theme song I’ll Trust In You will haunt your dreams for days after seeing this.
I have fond memories of first seeing this flick back in 1990 on Joe Bob Briggs’ Drive In Saturday Night show on The Movie Channel. The fine folks at Shriek Show released a fantastic dvd of Hell High that includes goodies like a directors commentary track, interviews, trailers & tv spots, and best of all a hilarious commentary track with none other than Joe Bob Briggs himself! I’m a big fan of this flick and a highly recommend a purchase.
Enjoy this incredible eight minute video of Hell High highlights!
Shocker (1989)
http://imdb.com/title/tt0098320/
Mitch Pileggi stars as Horace Pinker a savage and powerful television repairman/serial killer who dabbles in black magic and animal sacrifices and specializes in slaughtering entire families. After a brutal killing spree that claims 37 victims, Pinker is brought to justice when a college football player named Jonathan Parker (Peter Berg) with a special bond to the killer begins dreaming about Pinker’s crimes and uses his newfound psychic abilities to lead the police to the murderer’s lair. Things get even more personal when Pinker snuffs Parker’s adoptive family and his girlfriend before the cops can finally catch up to him.
Horace is convicted for his crimes and quickly sentenced to die in the electric chair. And when I say quickly I mean it, because they apparently decide to execute him just a day or two after capturing him (no pesky appeals to worry about)! Just before he is scheduled to die, Pinker performs a bizarre occult ritual in his cell with a disassembled TV set that sends enough juice into him to knock him unconscious. A dimwitted guard attempts CPR on Pinker and almost gets his bottom lip chewed off for his efforts. Pinker is finally dragged into the execution chamber and strapped into the electric chair.
Little do the authorities know that this execution will spark a whole new era of terror. Horace somehow survives the first massive power surge, and it takes a few more tries to finally reduce his body to fried meat. The combination of black magic and massive amounts of electricity transform Horace Pinker into a seemingly unstoppable supernatural monster with a penchant for really bad Freddy Krueger styled puns. Pinker also gains the diabolic ability to pass into the bodies and souls of others. Now frequently switching bodies, Pinker’s wisecracking evil electric spirit is determined to keep killing as many people as possible and to get revenge on Jonathan for turning him in.
After a wild encounter in a park where Jonathan battles Pinker’s soul inside the bodies of an injured cop, a musclebound construction worker (played by former Alice Cooper guitarist Kane Roberts!), and even a cute little blonde girl, Jonathan is effectively framed for murder. With the cops hot on his trail, Jonathan turns to his gridiron teammates and his dead girlfriend for help. Dead girlfriend gives Jonathan her magical necklace which contains enough pure love to remove Pinker’s soul from whatever body he may be possessing. (this bit was lifted directly from Evil Dead II!) Armed with the magic necklace, Jonathan prepares an elaborate plan to destroy Pinker once and for all that climaxes as the two mortal enemies pursue each other through a frequently changing electronic landscape of television shows in a chase to the death.
Legendary writer/director Wes Craven was the mastermind behind this splatterific slasher satire full of outrageous sight gags and an overload of cornball humor. Despite the best efforts of the MPAA (this film had to be cut thirteen times to earn an R rating!) a fair amount of blood gets mixed in with the laughs. Shocker was made on a very low budget and was shot in about ten weeks, although you wouldn’t necessarily know it when viewing the finished product. The film sometimes frustratingly alternates between being clever and just flat out stupid, but it never feels cheap or rushed. If anything, it goes on a bit long for it’s own good. The wild climax in TV land is the best example of this. I think this scene would have been more effective if it had been about half as long. Just be sure to keep your eyes peeled for the brief appearances of Jerry The Beaver Mathers, Alice Cooper, and LSD guru Dr. Timothy Leary!
Shocker was released in October 1989, just in time for Halloween. The film received a lot of bad reviews, but still managed to carve up about $16 million at the box office. Not bad for a film with a $5 million budget, but sadly not enough to warrant any sequels. It’s fairly obvious that Craven was looking to create a new horror franchise with Horace Pinker, but it just wasn’t meant to be. Shocker has gone on to become something of a cult favorite and a lot of the credit for that has to go to the rocking soundtrack. The memorable tag line for the film was No More Mr. Nice Guy, and the classic Alice Cooper song of the same title was provided by none other than Megadeth! The soundtrack also includes tracks from cock rockers such as Dangerous Toys, Bonfire, and a short lived super group called The Dudes Of Wraith comprised of producer Desmond Child, Paul Stanley from Kiss, Rudy Sarzo from Quiet Riot/Ozzy, Vivian Campbell from Dio, and Tommy Lee from Motley Crue.
Sadly, the soundtrack cd is now out of print, but the movie is still easy to come by. Shocker is available on dvd, either by itself or included in a double feature with the lame 1991 Wes Craven flick The People Under The Stairs. There’s supposedly a remake of Shocker in the works for 2009, so hopefully a brand new special edition dvd or better yet a re-release of the soundtrack will hit stores to cash in on this.
Enjoy the classic Megadeth video for No More Mr. Nice Guy!
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