The introductory prologue to Nurse Sherri has a small devil-worshipping cult in the desert trying to bring a man back to life. In the midst of conjuring up the forces of evil, the head necromancer Reanhauer has a heart attack and is rushed to hospital. Whilst in hospital he is attended to by Nurse Sherri and he speaks to her in long monologues regarding the supernatural. Reanhauer's condition rapidly worsens and he ends up on the operating table under the scalpel of Peter, Sherri's surgeon boyfriend (with the assistance of Sherri) where he eventually expires. Later on when Sherri is at home masturbating on her bed, a strange animated green ethereal fog floats into her room and rapes her(although she doesn't really put up much of a fight). This is definitely one of the "trippiest" rapes I've ever witnessed on celluloid, and probably the highlight of the film.
It turns out that the green fog was the blasphemous cult leader's spirit and now Nurse Sherri is possessed! You can tell cos she speaks in a man's voice and bugs her eyes outta her head. She then goes a killing spree, massacring a few doctors - one is dispatched via pitchfork impalement, another is stabbed in the chest. A blind ex-footballer hospital patient whose grandmother is a Haitian Voodoo priestess says the only way to exorcise Nurse Sherri's evil possessor is to dig up and burn the corpse of Reanhauer, so a couple of Sherri's nurse friends cruise to the cemetery for some good ol' grave desecratin'.
I actually dug this cheapie from Al Adamson quite a bit more than I'd expected to. I mean yeah, there are a lot of slow parts, the ultra low budget sets and amateurish acting are blatant and the films theme song is stolen directly from The Godfather, but that just goes to show this flick for what it essentially is - a typical slice of 70's exploitation fare, designed to draw in the crowds who are eager to see some gratuitous nudity and a bit of blood.
And there's enough exploitable elements here to make for some entertaining (if slightly tame) sleaze, mainly of the sexed-up female nurse variety. Whether it be pointless flashbacks to "the craziest sexual experience'' Sherri and her boyfriend have ever had (a lesbian encounter and a naughty blowjob), patient "relief" that goes far beyond the call of duty, some semi-bloody kills, and a grand finale that has a bugged out Nurse Sherri covered in blood with a meat cleaver in each hand preparing to slaughter her boyfriend Peter. All in all one of the more enjoyable pieces of trash I've seen from schlock-maestro Adamson.
