While trying to understand a frightening reoccurring nightmare, a pledge is coaxed into breaking into her father's department store by her sorority sisters, where a deranged killer targets the girls and their boyfriends.
Deborah Ballin is a controversial middle-aged TV journalist, who is campaigning on air on behalf of a battered woman who murdered her abusive husband, claiming justifiable defense against the so-called victim. But her outspoken views championing women's rights incense one of the studio's cleaning staff, closet homicidal psycho (and misogynist) Colt Hawker whose deep seated despising all all things female occurred from seeing his Mother throwing boiling oil in the face of his abusive Father when he was a small child (and who's M.O. is to photograph victims he stabs as they're spasming to death). So much so that he decides there and then to shut her up...PERMANENTLY! Managing to beat her home, he soon dispatches her maid Francine, before turning his rage onto her as she come home (greeting her in only wearing her jewelry and make-up). Despite the brutal injuries he lashes out on her, she manages to survive and is rushed off to hospital. But undaunted he catches up to her in hospital and... Written by
The name of the medical facility in the movie was the "County General Hospital". It was portrayed in the film by the real-life Veteran's Hospital in Senneville in Quebec, Canada. It served for both interior and exterior shooting for the picture. See more »
(at around 45 mins) Michael Ironside's character dashes through a bathroom door in the hospital, and the camera and 2-3 crew members are briefly reflected in the mirror above the sink, before he closes the door. See more »
[On the letters framed on Colt's wall]
God, you blast them all: blacks, Jews, Mexicans...
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This film works on technique, not logic, and not a bad try.
It's took a long time for me to get around to see this film. I distinctly remember being freaked out by the TV ads with the building's lights all being shut down to revealing the skull you see on the poster.
Well, if you have patience and you like old school films, you may find VISITING HOURS entertaining. It is one of those films that keeps you thinking and works more on your emotions, along the veins of DePalma's DRESSED TO KILL or, these days, any film by M. Night Shaylaman. There are some hit and miss elements with the viewing, but Jean Claude Lord gives it a good shot, in both his directing and editing. Fans of Lee Grant or William Shatner won't find much to endure: it's Michael Ironside who's really the star of this picture. Not as gory nor sexy as many of the other films of this genre during the early eighties, but it certainly is better than half of them--and specifically tries to avoid copycating. If you're not too cynical or sarcastic, give VISITING HOURS a watch.
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