
Wow, what a pile of nothing spread out to a whopping 113 minutes of low budget boredom. This was supposed to be kind of a nudge, nudge, wink, wink at the Hollywood horror film industry, but all this little indie film that cost a whopping $100,000 managed to do was tell me (and I already knew) that most low budget slasher films are incredibly dumb and boring. Oh but it tries to draw you in from the start - well at least the male population (and some of the female): We get an opening scene of a very badly bleached blonde enjoying her shower waaay too much.
All I could think of was holy hell, what kind of doctor would stuff that much foreign material in anyone's chest, and where did she buy her makeup - she got through the whole shower without so much as a smudge to any of her volumes of eye shadow. But alas, although her showboats got a thorough bouncing up and down as well as back and forth (they needed help, when they're that fake they don't move much on their own) she gets killed after those huge hush puppies couldn't be jiggled one second longer.

Fast forward two years and the low budget film crew has rented rooms in a motel for the sequel. They try integrating sub plots like two employees who have written their own (stupid I'm sure) script they want to make themselves and of course everybody pretty much would stab everyone else in the back for a cup of coffee.

Sorry but bad horror flicks are a reality and do we really need a movie to tell us that? Give us a whodunit that you know whodunit even if you've never seen a horror movie in your life? And come on, 113 minutes to mop this mess up? Sorry, I just wasn't laughing and the gore was passable in places, plain dumb in others.

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