Sunday, January 29, 2012

Syngenor (1990)

By 1990, horror was not in the best of shape. The slasher movie had run it's course, much of Italy had moved on from zombies and cannibals, and since the Grindhouses of old were gone, fans had to turn to movie rentals for a fix. A key example of the kind of thing you saw on VHS was George Elanjian Jr.'s "Syngenor", which was actually a sorta sequel to William Malone's debut "Scared to Death" in that it kept the monster design, but did away with everything else.

At Norton Cyberdyne, scientists are hard at work with a new super soldier-a creature called a "Syngenor", or "Synthesized Genetic Organism" that doesn't need water and can reproduce asexually. Well, the critters get loose, and it's up to reporters Nick Cary (Mitchell Lawrence) and Susan Valentine (Star Andreeff) to blow the lid on it all. To make matters worse, company CEO Carter Brown ("Re-Animator's" David Gale) is not only addicted to a strange green drug (reference!), but is losing his mind.

In all honesty, "Syngenor" is not a particularly good movie. Most of the acting is bad, it's a bit slow, it's not as gory as it should be, and it feels kind of redundant at times. That out of the way, it's hardly an awful movie either. That's largely because there's a certain charm to it, be it the rubber-suit monsters (provided by guys who worked on "Aliens" and "The Abyss"), cheap optical effects, dated-but-fun score, over the top weaponry, security that dresses like "Q: Are We Not Men?" era Devo, brief but welcome female nudity, and a few fun kills. Also, the fact that the Syngenor monsters are meant to fight in the Middle East is kind of interesting, considering the fact that we were in the middle of the Gulf War at the time, and those wars that would happen years later...

Best of all though, is David Gale, who delivers a wonderful, scenery chewing performance. In short, he undergoes one of the most bizarre meltdowns in horror history, as he yelps, yells, kills and even wears a bunny mask backwards. He's the main reason to bother with this, and makes up for many of the movie's flaws.

Is "Syngenor" worth a watch? Well, if you crave straight-to-video garbage from the late 80's/early 90's, then this is reasonable enough garbage. Far from a classic, but it could have been much worse.

Rating: 6/10

This is the sole feature length credit for George Elanjian Jr., who also directed videos for Playboy, and lots of television work-including "Wild and Crazy Kids."

Writer Brent V. Freidman also served as a writer for Dan O'Bannon's "The Resurrected", "Infested", the Chuck Norris movie "Hellbound" and "Necronomicon: The Book of the Dead." His most well known credit though, is the "classic" sequel "Mortal Kombat: Annihilation."

Saturday, January 28, 2012

The Hunters (2011)

One of the things I've noticed about several straight to video horror films-particularly those released by Lionsgate and Anchor Bay-is that they are vehicles that largely focus on one particular cast member, while the more heavily advertised bigger star only has a small supporting role. Case in point: "The Hunters", which was directed by and stars Chris Brient, but on the cover, says that it stars Dianna Agron of "Glee" fame, who is barely in the movie at all. Call it bad marketing, call it a basic rule of generic horror and/or exploitation, or in this case, call it bad marketing in a movie that could have been much better.

Brient stars as Le Saint, a French cop who has a thing for unsolved cases. Well, he find himself embroiled in such a case, which leads him to an abandoned fort in the woods. Unfortunately for him, said fort is a place for hunters-who have a thing for "The Most Dangerous Game", if you will...

I will be honest: I expected this to be far worse than it is. In the movie's defense, the direction isn't too awful-it's hit and miss, but hey-and Brient has a good eye for location. Also, the acting is better than I thought it would be-well, except for Terrence Knox as Saint's boss-and it doesn't rely heavily on gore and has none of the torture aspects I was fearing it would have. In stead, this movie opts more for story and suspense.

Unfortunately, the story isn't all that good, and there's little if any suspense to be found. That's mostly because the movie seems to be confused as to what kind of movie it wants to be. Is it a survivalist horror tale? A horror drama? I had no clue what kind of horror movie this movie is, and that's a bit of a problem. It also doesn't help that side stories revolving around Alice (Agron) are brought in for little reason, and ultimately feel like they were added for padding, and so fans of the actress' show will be suckered into watching the movie. Finally, when Saint starts to fight back, it all feels anticlimactic, not to mention that it feels like something we've seen so many times before in the past.

I'm not going to harp on things like the trees letting off sparks when bullets hit them and the unconvincing (but limited) gore effects, because this is a low budget movie after all. I would however, like something that's at least a more coherent and interesting affair rather than the bland one I got instead.

Rating: 4/10

Sunday, January 22, 2012

The Crow: City of Angels (1996)

"The Crow" is one of my favorite genre movies from the 90's. A tale of revenge in the name of love, it was meant to be a star vehicle for Brandon Lee, who tragically, was killed during filming. The movie proved to be a hit in theaters and especially on home video, but the idea of a sequel didn't seem like the best idea in the eyes of the many. Nonetheless, one was made, it tanked, and it got bad reviews, though it's since gotten something of a cult following.

The story goes something like this: Ashe Corven (Vincent Perez) has come back from the dead thanks to a crow, and wants revenge on Judah (Richard Brooks) and his cohorts for the murder of his son, and gets some help from a now grown up Sarah (Mia Kirshner.)

That's about it as far as plot goes. One of the biggest problems the movie suffers from is the fact that it really doesn't have any reason to exist. The whole thing feels less like a sequel than it does a an unnecessary retread of very similar material instead of something fresh. The script is also problematic, with little information given about Judah and his rogues gallery of villains, or the rest of the supporting cast (Including Noah, whose played by the one and only Ian Drury.) Then there's Ashe Corven himself. Sure, it's easy to sympathize for the guy, but Perez is awful here, delivering bad one liners and acting more as a charisma vacuum than anything else. I'd complain about the bad CG, but Hollywood studios hadn't figured out how to use such technology yet, though that's no excusing the "death by crows" scene.

All of that out of the way, there are two things about this that save it from being unwatchable. For one thing, I like the rest of the cast. Kirshner does a fine job (and it easy on the eyes to boot) Brooks and Iggy Pop (yes, that one) ham it up in the right way, as does Thomas Jane and Thuy Trang (aka Tina from "Power Rangers.") Also, there's something kinda amusing about seeing a girl from that show in black leather and lace as a hit woman. I also really like the look of the movie, as director Tim Pope (a music video director-this counts as his sole directorial effort in film) and cinematographer Jean-Yves Escoffier (whose credits include "Nurse Betty" and "Good Will Hunting") create a world drenched in red, orange and gold colors with sex and violence at any corner, which adds to the atmosphere of supernatural vengeance vs. human decay and evil.

That's not enough to save the movie from itself though. The end result isn't what I'd call unwatchable, but little of it is what I'd call particularly good. We did get two sequels out of this-one got a small theatrical release (by that, I mean it played in one theater), whilst the other went straight to DVD. There's been a proposed remake for a while though, so I guess you can't keep a good crow down.

Rating: 4.5/10

Interestingly enough, there were two proposed sequels that never came to be. The first was going to be the writing/directing debut of Rob Zombie. That one had the title "The Crow 2037: A New Age of Gods and Monsters", and dealt with a man who comes back from the dead to seek vengeance against a Satanic Priest. The other, "Lazarus", would have given the series a Hip-Hop makeover, and was set to star DMX and Eminem.

Oh, and since the soundtrack plays an important part of these movies-there's some good tunes from P.J. Harvey, Tricky w/ The Gravediggas, White Zombie and Deftones. The rest of it ranges from forgettable to just plain bad-the less said about Bush's cover of New Order's "In a Lonely Place" the better.

Saturday, January 21, 2012

Hostel: Part III (2011)

I'm aware that I promised to get back to reviews earlier. In my defense: the fans in my computer were acting up. Now, onto business

There's four kinds of bad movies in horror: 1.) The kind of movie that's bad, knows it's bad, and celebrates it's badness to the dismay of the viewer, 2.) The kind that's nothing more than a cynical cash grab, 3.) The kind from an indie director whose trying his hardest, and 4.) The kind from a director whose doing what he can with the material given to him. Movie's #2 and # 4 are how I'd describe "Hostel: Part III": it feels like director Scott Spiegel is doing what he can with the material, but unfortunately, there's not much given to him. The end result can best be described as hollow.

Carter (Kip Pardue), Scott (Brian Hallisay) and their pals are off to Vegas, where they find themselves in a private party and some good times. Of course, things go south, and the next thing you know, the pals and two others find themselves in the cross hairs of the Elite Hunting Club.

There's only a few things worthy of note in this Eli Roth free entry in the "Hostel" series. A few of the performances are decent to good, the make-up and gore effects are actually not too bad, the score by Frederik Wiedmann is better than what you usually get in these kinds of movies and there's a great twist in the midway-point that's actually surprising. Apart from that, this is your standard-issue direct-to-video sequel, with more poor performances than good, a lack of imagination (well, outside of the fun camera angles), your standard issue poor plotting, and little if any actual enthusiasm.

Worst of all, it lacks the social commentary and black humor of the prior films. "Hostel" and it's sequel dealt with issues revolving around American ignorance and imperialistic arrogance towards other countries, as well as what would these days be described as "The 1% preying on the 99%." Here, you just get what feels like a relic from the mid 2000's. The movie is also more serious than the others, which is a shame. You don't get anything resembling memorable set-pieces (the "Elizabeth Bathory" scene in "Hostel II") or gallows humor (the street kids killing those pursuing the protagonist in "Hostel") here. Just a few semi-inspired moments scattered around a lot of boredom.

The best way to describe "Hostel: Part III" is that it feels like a studio flogging two dead horses. While I liked the first two, I wasn't pining for a direct-to-video sequel. Also, the "torture" genre is pretty much dead as far as popularity is concerned, as audiences have moved on to the likes of "Insidious" and the "Paranormal Activity" movies. This is a movie that ultimately has no real reason to exist.

Rating: 3/10

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Quick Update

First thing's first: I will go back to reviewing tomorrow.

Second: You' probably heard about the Stop Online Piracy Act (SOPA) and Protect Internet Protocol Act (PIPA.) When you see the names, you would at first think "Oh, they're trying to stop people from downloading music and streaming movies!" This is bigger than that. Let's say, I put a picture from a movie on my blog. Or someone posts a link to a streaming site. In short: you could lose this (and other) blogs is these bills are passed.

If SOPA and/or PIPA pass, it will give the federal government complete control over internet content. In short: they will have the power to censor and control the internet. Do what you can to contact your representatives to try and prevent these bills from passing. If not, and they do pass, then the internet as you know it will be as good as dead. Do you want that? Of course you don't, so do something. It's not just your internet that's in danger-it's everyone's.

Saturday, January 14, 2012

I Bought a Vampire Motorcycle (1990)

So much has been said about how hard it is to mix horror and comedy. You could probably say the same about how to do a good "dumb" comedy. Granted, many a horror-comedy hybrid is ultimately dumb, so doing something that is funny or at least amusing and also dumb can be hard, because you run the risk of it being too dumb, and thus not that funny. Thankfully, Dirk Campbell's sole directorial effort outside of TV has both a title that get's your attention, and manages to be entertaining in spite (and in some cases, because of) it's absolute stupidity.

Nick Oddie (Neil Morrissey*), aka "Noddy", just got a great deal-a new motorcycle! Well, there's a bit of a problem-it's been possessed by it's former owner, who was the leader of some sort of Satanic cult, and it needs to kill people for their blood in order to live. Meanwhile, Inspector Cleaver (Michael Elphik) is on his case, and Nick is going to need the help of a priest (Anthony Daniels, mostly known for his role as C3PO) to stop the bloodthirsty hog, all while the body count rises.

If there's anything about "I Bought a Vampire Motorcycle" that didn't sit well with me, it was the character of Inspector Cleaver. He comes equipped with "wacky" music, smells of garlic, and is nowhere near as funny people behind the movie think he is. I also wasn't too keen on the last shot of the movie, which leaves room for a sequel that will never happen, and then there's the fact that it could have about 5 minutes cut from it.

Outside of that, I had a lot of fun with this movie. The thing that helps the most is how committed it is to it's own universe. This is a movie with biker gangs, motorcycles thirsting for blood, said bike going on a killing spree in a hospital, lines like "let's kick some bottom", and so much more. Yet, you just go with it, and end up becoming damn near enamored with this tale. Plus, there's some genuine laughs to be had, references that are actually kinda fun ("An American Werewolf in London"), the acting is mostly good, the direction isn't bad, the songs are kinda catchy, and there's plenty of moments that leave your jaw open due to how strange they are. The highlight though, is a warped homage to "Shivers" in which Noddy encounters one of his own turds-which talks to him, then jumps into the poor guy's mouth. It's disgusting and crude, yet so utterly bizarre that I have to applaud it. I wonder if the creators of "South Park" are fans.

So, will this be your cup of tea? Well, it depends on your tolerance towards dopey comedy. While it occasionally is too dumb for it's own good, I found it to be a fun ride (pun intended), as it feels like a worthy heir to oddball Brit horrors like "Horror Hospital" and "Psychomania."

Rating: 7.5/10

*Neil Morrissey is mostly known for his role in the British Comedic Drama "Boon." He's also the voice of Bob the Builder, so in honor of that, I give you this:

Friday, January 13, 2012

Poster Art: The Initiation (1984)

Funny how a movie so obsessed with Freudian analysis has a poster like this.

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

The Initiation (1984)

Frats and slasher movies tend to go hand in hand. Starting with "Black Chritmas", it wasn't until 1983's "The House on Sorority Row" that we got several fraternity themed slasher movies-from "Girls Nite Out" to "Killer Party" for example. It makes sense really-with all the sex, drugs and debauchery that goes on, they are a prime target for killers. Another entry in the "killer knocks off kids in sororities" sub-genre is Larry Stewart's sole theatrical credit as a director, "The Initiation."

Kelly Fairchild (Daphne Zuniga) has been suffering the same nightmare since childhood-one that involves her parents and a man being set ablaze. At school, she's a member of the Delta Rho Sorority, and she and her friends are going through some initiations. She's also going through some tests thanks to her psychology teacher Peter (James Reed), which her parents (Vera Miles and Clu Gulager) don't approve of. To make matters worse, someone is killing people, and seems to be headed towards the kids, as they plan to spend the night at the mall...

"The Initiation" is undoubtedly a flawed movie. Only Zuniga, Miles and Gulger show any real acting talent, the electronic score is mostly annoying (though I liked the opening credits theme, which reminded me of Coil during one of their more ambient moments), and the conclusion is a pretty lame "He's the, he is!" ending that left me rolling my eyes. That out of the way, this isn't that bad. Why?

Well for starters, it's interesting to see a slasher focus more on the psychological aspects of the main character, and what do you know, she's not unlikeable either. In fact, many of the characters here get a credit or two of character development, with Marcia (Marilyn Kagan) in particular getting some sympathy from the viewer. Also, while not the goriest slasher, it does give us a few memorable moments, the stand out being one of the girls screaming into the microphone while she's being stabbed to death. Finally, while it does have a lot of the tropes of the "frat horror" genre (goofy costume parties, a shitty band, obnoxious pledges-actually, this is a lot like many slasher movies), the movie relies more on atmosphere and impending dread than it does splatter, and I kind of admire that. Some might complain that it takes too long to get to the slaughter, but I appreciated the slow burn approach. of the movie.

Is "The Initiation" one of the best 80's slashers? Not really. It is however, a decent little movie that's something of a diamond in the rough, and is worth checking out for those looking for such movies.

Rating: 7/10

Oh, and there's an interesting coincidence here: While everyone knows Zuniga went on to star on "Melrose Place", writer Charles Pratt Jr. went on to write episodes of said show. This also marks the only time he'd write a theatrically released movie.

Sunday, January 8, 2012

Dead Space: Aftermath (2011)

Apparently, because it did well, Anchor Bay decided that "Dead Space: Downfall", the animated movie prequel to the game "Dead Space", needed a sequel. Granted, "Downfall" was a bad movie, but hey, bad movies tend to get sequels ("Wrath of the Titans" anyone?) So, since I promised to tackle this sequel I didn't ask for (I doubt many people were pining for one), here goes.

Taking place a few weeks after the events of "Downfall", "Aftermath" deals with four survivors of the CDC O'Bannon (Oh, a reference!) are taken to a space station. Soon, Nick Cutter (Christopher Judge) starts seeing visions of her daughter, and through several flashbacks, we find out about the events prior to the rescue.

I will give "Aftermath" this much: the cell animation is better done this time, and it at least seems to be trying to offer something that resembles character development. However, the movie itself is boring. After a while, constant images of animates heads being severed and alien parasites being killed gets annoying, and it starts to feel like you are watching somebody play a video game instead of actually playing one. Also, while the cell animation has improved, we also have to contend with some very awkward CG animation. While there was CG in the prior movie, it was at least used sparingly. Here, seeing characters be CG one moment, and more traditionally animated the next is jarring, and leaves the viewer wondering "why didn't they just stick with one style?"

Another complaint I have is that while it tries to develop the characters, they are still wooden and lifeless. You don't hate anybody, but the movie offers no reason for you to care about them. You have to do more than "Hey, these people have families" to make the viewer care about them. Finally the conclusion is weak-here even worse than the last one, and leaves room for yet another sequel, though here's to hoping that never happens.

I mentioned in my last review that 15 year old me would have loved a movie like this. Here, he would say "Come on man, it's got gore and boobs!" Well, if I want to see an animated movie with that, I'll just watch "Heavy Metal."

Rating: 2.5/10

Saturday, January 7, 2012

Dead Space: Downfall (2008)

To quote Nathan Rabin in his review of "Glitter", "Call me a hero if you must (no really, you must.)" To be fair, I don't want you to look at me as a hero, but I do want you to know that this review wasn't originally meant to be. Originally, I was going to review "Vlog", but after watching the trailer, I went "to hell with that" and decided to review "Dead Space: Downfall" instead. This is apparently a prequel movie to the hit video game that I've never played (I'm not what you'd call a gamer), as well as the first animated movie I've ever reviewed.

In the Ishimura spaceship, a strange stone relic called the Red Marker is being transported to Earth. However, the people within the ship are slowly going mad, and something is infesting the ship. Now, Alissa Vincent (Nika Futterman) must stop the infection, and what do you know, that Red Marker has something to do with all of this.

Though a prequel, this is a movie that wears it's influences on it's sleeve. Here, you get rather obvious nods to "Alien" and it's sequel, "The Thing", George Romero's "Dead" films, the "Resident Evil" movies and "Event Horizon." On the plus side, this sucker is gory as hell, with mauled and mangled corpses, bloody monster death, bisection, dismemberment, decapitation and fountains of blood filling the screen. It's also got a few genuinely suspenseful scenes, and a decent score by Seth Podowitz.

That out of the way, the end result isn't what you'd call a fulfilling experience. This is partly due to the fact that you don't care about anyone here, as the characters are as thing as a thread of tissue paper, and about as deep as a puddle. It sure doesn't help that the voice acting is so hit-and-miss, and that much of the dialogue ranges from bad to awful. There's also a lot of themes touched upon, such as corporations and how they impact religion, but that feels unexplored, as we know nothing of the religious people (Unitologists or something) on the ship other than the fact that they believe the Red Marker has some sort of significance. Add some choppy animation, irrational decisions and an all around weak, sequel ready conclusion, and you have a miss.

If I were 15 and watching this, I'd tell 28 year old me "Hey man, this movie's awesome! Stop being such a dick!" However, I'm not 15 anymore, so I'm going to tell that 15 year old "Someday you'll learn." Oh, and there was a sequel, and yes I will be reviewing it. As I said earlier, call me a hero if you must (no really, you must.)

Rating: 3.5/10

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

The Giant Gila Monster (1959)

It's weird to re-visit a genre movie I watched when I was younger. Especially if it's something I loved when I was a kid. That's right, I loved "The Giant Gila Monster" once upon a time, though I was like six or seven at the time. Revisiting it years later, it sure as hell doesn't hold up. Maybe I should watch the MST3K version again instead.

Anyway, the movie is about-well, it's about a Giant Gila Monster that's killing people in a rural Texas area. Oh, and there's a guy called Chase Winstead (Don Sullivan), who apart from having the most "It's the 50's" name imaginable, ends up having to help Sheriff Jeff (Fred Graham) solve the case of who or what is causing the disappearances. You'd think that a giant Gila Monster wouldn't be hard to spot, but hey.

"The Giant Gila Monster" is certainly not in the top of the 50's B-Movie ladder. The acting is bad (the exception is Graham, who does a decent job), and while the cheap effects* and souped up cars might be fun at first, after a while you cease to care. To be fair, the movie isn't badly made per say-it's just that there isn't much here to make it worth viewing. It especially telling that, whenever the Gila Monster (Seriously, a Gila Monster? I know those thing are poisonous, but they aren't exactly scary beings) isn't around, the movie is fucking boring. Also, why is the thing's existence never explained? Why is it that the people responsible for this seem to have no idea how nitroglycerin works outside of causing explosions?

The worst thing about this movie though, is the character of Chase. He's a "regular guy", you see-an auto-repair man who has to take care of his mom and sister, who walks with leg braces. Also, he tends to break out in song-and when he does, oh God. In short, he's a poor man's Elvis Presley. It's clear that producer Ken Curtis** had big hopes that this movie would make Sullivan (a veteran of 50's B-Movies like "Teenage Zombies", "The Rebel Set", "Curse of the Undead" and "The Monster of Piedras Blancas") a teen idol, and considering that he only got three roles after this, I think it's safe to say that never happened.

I know it sounds like I hate this movie, but in all honesty, I don't. The direction is decent, the score by Jack Marshall is good (I especially like the Theremin heavy theme) and at 74 minutes, it's not a total waste of time. It's just nothing that's memorable, and isn't worth rushing to your computer to see.

Rating: 4/10

*Director Ray Kellogg was a visual effects veteran whose credits in that field include "The Day the Earth Stood Still", "The Girl Can't Help It!" and a lot of movies you've never heard of. He also directed "The Killer Shrews", which played on a double bill with "Gila Monster", and the little seen and known "My Dog, Buddy." His most well known movie is "The Green Berets", which is awful largely for being a Republican's wet dream, and for other reasons.

**As an actor, Ken Curtis' include, "The Searchers", the Disney animated film "Robin Hood", "Gunsmoke" and "Ripcord." His other productions in film include the aforementioned "Shrews" and "Buddy."

Sunday, January 1, 2012

Flesh Eating Mothers (1988)

Happy New Year! How about a new review to kick it off.

By the time 1988 rolled around, the Grindhouse theater as we knew it was pretty much dead. That of course, meant that you had to go to your local VHS rental for cheap, exploitative thrills, and there were more of those than there were Grindhouse theaters. Unfortunately, a lot of what you were getting now paled in comparison to what you got then, as we ended up getting an abundance of bad, low budget horror comedies. Movies like "Flesh Eating Mothers" for example.

In quiet suburbia, it seems the local mothers are acting strange. This isn't the usual "There's something bad going on in the suburbs" problem though-these ladies have acquired an appetite for...well, look at the title. Now, it's up to the local kids (who look older than teens-I mean some of them are clearly in their 30's) and a scientist who doubles as a mortician to save the day.

The biggest problem I have with "Flesh Eating Mothers" is how lazy it all feels. The whole thing is lifelessly directed and edited, without any thought given to things like characterization or plot development. The acting is bad even by the standards of straight-to-video schlock, and it's not the least bit shocking that few of the cast members went on to do anything else. I do have to give the movie props for being tasteless in it's depictions of violence, pretty much anything that's alive can become mom-chow. However, the gore is sloppy and unconvincing (save for a choice nose ripping), and even the biggest splatter fans might find their patience tested with this, though I will admit that the make-up effects on the mothers are shockingly good.

Also, there's ripe potential for some kind of moderately intelligent social satire, but the movie puts the ixnay on that. In fact, there's a weird pseudo-religious angle thrown in, in which it's said that the wave of cannibalism is the wrath of God punishing sinners. However, you then get more bloody cannibalism and a woman stuffing an entire sandwich down her mouth (which is grosser than any of the gore on display), which makes you realize how stupid the thing is, and that it's less a "Christian Horror" movie than it is another bad horror-comedy clearly inspired by Troma. That's fitting too, considering that it feels like the kind of forgettable movies Troma distributed back in the day.

I remember seeing the VHS cover of this back in the mid 90's. Looking back, it's a good thing I didn't bother to sit through this then, since I doubt even a 13 year old me would have enjoyed this kind of thing. Why? No nudity, though in this case, that's a good thing, as only one or two of the women here are attractive.

Rating: 1.5/10

This was the first directorial effort from James Aviles Martin, whose previously produced and co-wrote "I Was a Teenage Zombie" was a satire to 50's era B-Movies, as well as an homage to Troma. I've never seen it, though I do remember seeing the VHS box back in the day. His most recent work (2003) was a documentary called "Artwatch", so I doubt he looks back fondly at his contributions to the horror genre.

The songs in the movie were performed by Sherri Ehrlich (here performing under the pseudonym Sherri Lamar.) According to some research, it turns out that she now does folk music for kids under the name Miss Sherri. The things you learn while wasting your time.