An unknown killer, clad in World War II U.S. Army fatigues, stalks a small New Jersey town bent on reliving a 35 year-old double murder by focusing on a group of college kids holding an annual Spring Dance.
A decades-old folk tale surrounding a deranged murderer killing those who celebrate Valentine's Day turns out to be true to legend when a group defies the killer's order and people start turning up dead.
The film begins with the return home of a wwII veteran who was the recipient of a "Dear John Letter". After swiftly dispatching a courting couple in a Gazebo we leap to present day where a college celebration becomes the hunting ground for a uniform clad killer. Written by
Barry Wall <Barry@Mage.demon.co.uk>
The Colonial Hotel on Ocean St. (now The Inn of Cape May) has always been painted white from top to bottom, and was decorated with crepe streamers for the prom scenes. It rained during filming, and the colors of the crepe streamers ran, staining the white paint. After filming was completed, the building had to be re-painted wherever they had used the streamers. See more »
The camera's shadow can be seen during the POV shot of one of the girls' getting out of the pool when encountering the killer. See more »
[Mark and Pam are at the darkened and empty police station discussing their next move]
I want to check out the dorm again.
[referring to the Prowler]
You really think he might still be there.
Right now, that's all we have to do on.
[they attempt to leave but are stopped when a drunk Kingsley walks in]
Well... looke here.
[referring to the sheriff]
George left you in charge here! Can't you keep those damn kids under control?
What're you doing here, Kingsley?
It's... that damn graduation thing. We ...
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The color of the closing credits turns from blood red to yellow. See more »
Rosemary sends a "Dear John" letter to her boyfriend while he is serving in WWII then is mysteriously slaughtered with her new beau at a graduation dance. Flash-forward to 1981 and the current class of graduating collegiates are throwing the first dance in many moons and a killer pops up looking like a storntrooper from hell and dropping roses everywhere. 80's slashing is in the house.
This rather predictable and slow slasher is saved by the gore set-pieces by effects maestro Tom Savini. That really is the only saving grace and highlight of "Prowler". Everything else on display is a bit bland and rather standard.
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