Lizzie Borden High's class of '72 are going through the motions at their tenth-year reunion, until deranged alum Walter Baylor, driven insane by a sadistic senior-year prank, escapes from ... See full summary »
Lizzie Borden High's class of '72 are going through the motions at their tenth-year reunion, until deranged alum Walter Baylor, driven insane by a sadistic senior-year prank, escapes from the mental institution and crashes the party. When guests start getting bumped off, the other alumni, including snooty yacht salesman Bob Spinnaker, class tease Bunny Packard, and class zero Gary Nash, spring into action to uncover the culprit. Chuck Berry makes an onstage appearance. Written by
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The film's director Michael Miller once described the movie as follows: "Imagine 'A Midsummer Night's Dream' as if it was written by 'Eugene Ionesco'". See more »
During opening scene set in 1972 (ten years prior to 1982 reunion), most of students wear clothes and hair styles from late Fifties/early Sixties, probably to make it more apparent that considerable time had passed. See more »
Dr. Robert Young:
He was institutionalized shortly after graduating from here. He committed a heinous crime against his parents with an upright vacuum cleaner.
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A movie really low on laughs. Where's Up The Creek, when we want you
This movie is just too stupid to be funny. When watching it first when I was 14, not at my request, I laughed much more. It's another of these Can't Hardly Wait, Van Wilder's party, but the bizarre version. A nut is loose on campus, an old student with a grudge. Featuring a few stars from Animal House, who's presence adds a little spice, the jokes of this sinker keep misfiring left, right, and centre. It's a real sloppy movie, that you can't wait for it to be over. And to think this was the late great Hughes, writing debut, that's a bizarre fact in itself. I'm glad to see he so raised his level of performance. I guess though, the absurdity, or bizarre goings on of the film, and it's color, give it a style of it's own, but for laughs, you're better off attending your own class reunion. And judged by the film and it's instances, just be glad and prey you never have to attend a reunion such as this one. Shame on you, National Lampoons.
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