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Teenagers on a college campus are brutally murdered while doing the dirty. This starts out as a typical crap 80s slasher snoozer. For the first 40 minutes I kept thinking to myself "Wow, the late 80s/early 90s was an even WORSE time for style and horror in Australia than it was in the US!" Teenagers with side-ponies stripping out of their stonewash jeans are everywhere! The theme of this slasher seems to be a killer with a circular barbed wire thingie that he uses to choke, causing his victims to see a, um, bloodmoon? I have no idea. What I DO know is that about halfway through, this movie turns from a below-average slasher, to a fabulously trashy episode of "Dynasty Down Under," thanks to the camped-out performance by the hilarious Christine Amor (who was likewise the only good thing about the Linda Blair crapfest "Dead Silence". Oh yeah, be careful because most reviews (and even the Netflix envelope) feature spoilers, but it doesn't really matter because the movie is only worth watching for the soap operatics in the second half.
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