? A promising headline, yes. But it expresses absolutely all my thoughts that popped up in my inflamed brain while watching this miracle. This is... You know, when something or... Shit. I... Aargh!!
No, how can you push that into theaters? This?! Who gave the license to rent this garbage, this monstrous work, or a hangover and depression ghou from Fallout, or an elderly nerd who knows that movies can be made, but does not know how to do it. And getting Linda Blair in your tape (she will be discussed later) is not an achievement.
Before you read the exposition of the local plot, I strongly advise you to put napkins next to you - they will help when your eyes bleed. So two women, one ex-Regan McNeill, the other just go for the weekend to the country house of one of their parents. Along the way, they meet a group of disgusting punks who have their car broken down. Since punks behave in an extremely unethical way, women leave them with a nose. Honorary bearers of leathers and Iroquois do not understand this attitude, and therefore their further actions take the form of senseless slaughter of the above-mentioned women and family. But, like a TV store, that’s not all! Cutting out the family, you get a free freak from the basement, who begins the hunt for punks. Uro-o-d-d-d-a-d-d-a-d-d-a-d-a-d-a-d-a-d-a-d-a-d-a-d-a-d-a-d-a-d-a-d-a-d-a-d-a-d!
Local actors are such a beautiful and ridiculous misunderstanding that you want to feed your eyes to a pet with a smile on your face and plug your ears with forks so as not to see or hear them. The peak of fame of Linda Blair as fell in 1973, and remained there. Everything else doesn't. There is no prison drama about a woman's prison, no left-wing horror films and thrillers - none of this, except that there is a semi-successful parody of himself - "The Exorcist Again", and even then, for the most part, it is the merit of the great Leslie Nielsen. And in general - it is not uncommon when forgotten or not very stars of the past are taken to parody themselves.
But the most delicious rotten tomato of my dislikes definitely flies into the crowd of punks, from which I literally want to pull out Robert Z'Dar, who in the same year will play the main role for his career Matt "Maniac cop" Cordell. All these punks are a bunch of caricature, vile inhumans, with a complete lack of acting. Their leader is, you think, Zed from the Police Academy, but if Bobcat Goldwaite’s curves caused a smile (comedy!), then the local underactor is pathetic and ridiculous.
In principle, it is pathetic and funny almost everything. Incomprehensible function of the father of one of the Glavheroines, who dresses up in the masks of monsters and scares everyone. It's all kind of frail -- one punch in the face to be killed, a little shaking in the neck to be strangled, a slight hit on a tree to fall on the ground the next moment with a broken back. Blood and makeup are very small, and what is - it would be better if it did not exist at all. In the last twenty minutes, the plot makes a kakba turn, which entails police showdowns, monstrous boredom and a ridiculous and inappropriate finale crowning this whole orgy, in which the director wanted to play in The Last Horror Film, where there was a similar ending (if, of course, I understood the local finale correctly - it is generally difficult to perceive anything adequately).
I don't know what to say last. To be honest, I don’t want to say anything. Meaningless, boring and never frightening movie. If this is a movie, of course.
1 out of 10