David DeCoteau strikes again! That gay-but-totally-not-gay director of such films as Witches of the Caribbean and Ancient Evil: Scream of the Mummy is back with this 1987 film made for a super-low budget. Much like The Terror, this movie was made because a previous film- Sorority Babes in Slime-o-Rama- finished early and had some money left over. They had a rented house and the stars for a little while longer, so why not make a film?!? The film is notable for two things. One- it stars a trio of famous, '80s babes that include Linea Quigley. Two- it nearly disappeared forever. It did resurface, however, so I have to talk about it. Let's just get it over with, shall we? The film is about a trio of silly babes who get possessed by a Succubus and nudity ensues. Yea. Put an extra-strong lock on your belt buckle as we go to meet the...
We begin with a nearly-ten minute sequence involving a woman going to see a psychic. It goes on forever! The whole point of this: to establish that the crystal ball is possessed. After more drawn-out comedy, the trio of gals have a party with a trio of nerdy guys. They have a seance and proceed to get possessed by the Succubus. This cause a major change. This leads to...
Boobs. That's really all I have to say.
After more hijinks, the people figure out that the girls have been transformed. They do another ceremony and get rid of the creature. Random lightning occurs in the background and all is made well with the world. There- I just saved you 80+ minutes. The End.
You should have stayed lost! The plot of this movie is a joke and it's on the audience! Seriously, why was this movie made? You had some money, a rented house and some women who would agree to be topless? That's a reason to do a lot of things, but make a shitty comedy is not one of them. The movie at least realizes it's terrible nature and just tries to distract me. Unfortunately, this is no longer 1987 and the Internet exists in a fairly-accessible form. If I want to just see boobs, I'll go to every site other than mine. At least those jerks don't put big, ugly boxes over them. The women are kind of hot in a drug-addled, '80s kind of way. However, they have one big thing going against them- they are in this movie. If they were just standing around topless in my house, that would be a different story. Take us away, blatant cross-promotion for another David DeCoteau film...
Up next, I cover the rarest bit of Rare Flix this week. If you think you've seen the first version of this Stephen King tale, think again! Stay tuned...
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