While doing the inventory for a lingerie outlet in a high rise office building, five attractive women are terrorised by a series of bizarre killings. They suspect that the strange janitor, ... See full summary »
A masked killer, wearing 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.
Sexy college girls endure gore galore when a psychotic killer with a taste for sorority sister torture arrives. But when this party gets started, will they receive an advanced degree in ... See full summary »
Courtney, the younger sister of the "new girl across the street" in the first film is all grown up now, but suffers from nightmares about the Big Wet Incident. She and the other members of her female rock group go to a condo for the weekend to play music and have fun with their boyfriends. Courtney's dreams are of her sister, who is in a mental institution, warning her of having sex, and the dreams begin to spill into real life, threatening Courtney and her friends as they begin experiencing an attrition problem. Written by
Ed Sutton <firstname.lastname@example.org>
Any unauthorized exhibition, distribution, or copying of this film or any part thereof [including soundtrack] is an infringement of the relevant copyright and will subject the infringer to severe civil and criminal prosecution as well as a midnight call from the Driller-Killer. See more »
What could very well have been a highly entertaining little slasher movie is nothing more that a stupid teen explotion flick. It's nice to see that filmmakers decided not to comptly rip off Friday the 13th for this sequal, just to bad they decided to rip off NIghtmare on Elm Street indtead. IT's 5 years after the first slumber party killings, Courtny (Valeries little sister all grown up) is plagued with nightmares of the initial incident. Her and 3 other friends decide to have a wild weekend of sex and booze (will they never learn), but the driller killer is back. This time in the form of a ghost of a 50's rockstar who uses a heavy metal guitar with a huge drill bit attatched to the neck to kill off the girls. The film tries to be original but looses itself in all the corny dialogue and cheesy dance numbers(?). BUt fear not all you horror fans, the film has enough gore to make even Jason Voorhees turn his head in disgust. A word of advice to filmmakers, you know your movie is bad when the best performance comes from a blow up doll.
4 of 6 people found this review helpful.
Was this review helpful to you?