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Okay,
find yourself a piece of paper and a pen,
and prepare yourself to take studious
notes to plug into a flow chart later.
Trust me, you’ll need it to keep all the
suspects, couples, and victims straight in
our next squishy whodunit, Girls
Nite Out:
We
open at Winston Hill Sanitarium (for
the very, very nervous) and spy the
night nurse, deeply involved in a
paperback novel until her phone rings.
When she answers to a silent line, the
soundtrack clues us in that something
sinister is afoot -- that or the organist
got her finger stuck in that one dissonant
key. Then the phone rings
again; this time it’s Dickie
Cavanaugh’s room extension -- Wait, the
criminally insane are given their own
phones? All she hears is some obscene
breathing, but this is enough to warrant
further investigation. Entering his room,
she finds it seemingly empty; and after
several suspenseful turns, she opens the
bathroom door -- just in time to see
Cavanaugh jump off the toilet and hang
himself. We only see him from the neck
down, but as his body spasms out, the
nurse screams and runs for help.
We
abruptly switch locales to the gym at
Dewitt College, where the Dewitt Bears
basketball team is on the verge of making
the conference championship. Down by one
point, with the ball, and only a few
seconds left, the coach calls time out.
Chastising his star player, Pete "The
Maniac" Kriesniac (Marty
McChesney), to get his head in the
game, the coach breaks the huddle and
sends his team back on the court. Before
the whistle blows, Maniac’s best friend,
Teddy Ratliff (James Carrel),
pulls him aside and begs him to forget
Leslie -- his girlfriend, who dumped him
after two-year relationship -- for just
seven seconds to win the game. As
the cheerleaders and the Dewitt Bear Mascot
-- a
dopey looking bear costume with a blonde
wig, googley eyes, and exposed tongue
waggling down -- gets
the home crowd warped into a frenzy, the
ball is put in play and Teddy makes a
perfect assist to Maniac, who sinks the
winning basket as time expires.
And
with a nickname like Maniac, and his
jilted lover status, we’ll go ahead
and call him Suspect
#1.
While
the crowd storms the court, with hi-fives
all around, Charlie Kaiser (Larry
Mints), the campus radio
station’s play by play announcer,
reminds everyone over the airwaves about
the big Gamma Sorority Retro-Party
following the game -- and their infamous
Annual All Night Scavenger Hunt follows
tomorrow night. In the locker room, as the
team celebrates its victory, Benson (Matthew
Dunn) sheds the mascot costume and
starts putting the screws into the surly
Mike Pryor (David Holbrook).
When the needling almost come to blows, we
find out why after we switch to the
girl’s locker room. As the cheerleaders
change clothes, Sheila Robinson (Lauren
Taylor) confides in Lynn Connors (Julie
Montgomery) that she’s been
seeing Benson behind Mike’s back.
Bragging up Benson’s sexual prowess,
Sheila plans on breaking up with Surly
Mike as soon as she gets up enough
courage. Later, Lynne meets up with Teddy,
her boyfriend, and Maniac outside the gym.
They also run into Dancer and Hagen (Paul
Christie and Gregory Salata), our
comedy relief for the next hour and a half,
who break out their shtick.
And
when does comedy relief go from odious
to malignant? When it’s
done with a bad French accent. That’s
when!
When
Teddy asks these two idiots if they're
coming to the Gamma's party, we, as the
audience, can only hope they say no -- but
Dancer and Hagen say they wouldn’t miss
it, even though it pales when compared to
the All Night Scavenger Hunt.
Next
we cut away to a drunken man, digging a
hole. When a van pulls up, the digger
yells at the driver for being late and
expositions the plot a bit. The drunk and
driver are gravediggers, and the hole is
for "that nut" Cavanaugh. It
seems that many years ago Cavanaugh was a
student at Dewitt, who went nuts and
killed the daughter of the campus security
chief. So no one will miss him but his
sister, who paid them to bury him (Plot
Point #1).
After laying the shrouded corpse on the
ground, the driver grabs a shovel to help
dig. Suddenly, a shadowy figure comes out
of the dark, grabs another shovel, brains
both men in the head, and then proceeds to
pummel them into a bloody pulp. Dumping
and burying both bodies in the shallow
grave, the assailant steals the van, and
as it pulls away, we pan over to where
Cavanaugh's body was laid, but all we see
is a blanket; the body is gone (Plot
Point #2).
Back
at the campus, Lynn, Teddy and Maniac stop
buy the Student Union for some food at the
cafeteria. When Teddy places an order with
the friendly Barney (Rutanya
Alda -- and Barney is an odd name for a
girl), she tells him
no charge; it’s on MacVey (Hal
Holbrook), the campus security
chief. (Yes it was his daughter
that was killed.) Mac congratulates
them on the big win and moves on, and while
they eat, out of nowhere, Maniac does his
Mrs. Bates impersonation for Lynn:
Reenacting
the climactic scene in Psycho,
where Vera Miles spins the chair and we
realize Norman's mother is really a
corpse, definitely qualifies as
foreshadowing in this movie, giving us Plot
Point #3.
Later,
Lynn changes into her costume for the
party. Drunk already, Teddy and Maniac
send her on alone but promise to catch up, later, at the party. Making her way
down a lonely path, the soundtrack holding
the same sustained dissonant chord again,
a rogue POV-cam comes to life and starts
stalking
Lynn. But it's only Ralph (John
Didrichsen), the nerdy and
repressed towel boy for the basketball
team, and he just wanted to return a scarf
she had dropped. Together, they head into
the party house and find things in full
swing. Alas, Hagen and Barney are there,
playing strip poker with Jane (Laura
Summer) and
Kathy (Carrick Glenn). When
Teddy and Maniac finally show up, since Lynn
seems to have disappeared, Teddy starts hitting on anything with a
skirt while Maniac spots Leslie (Lois Robinson),
and tries to be friendly, but she only
reinforces that it’s over between them.
As the party progresses, Hagen and Barney
tell a group of pledges the
legend of Dickie Cavanaugh: They say
Dickie was taken out into the woods for
the Bear Ritual --
a
fraternity rite of passage (otherwise known
as hazing.) But
when he came back from the woods, his mind
stayed behind and he’s been loony-tunes ever
since. Expositioning the plot some more,
one of the pledges calls it bunk, saying
Dicking got hung up on some cheerleader,
and when she dumped him for some other
guy, right in the middle of that year's
Scavenger Hunt, the jilted lover killed
her in a jealous rage (Plot Point
#4).
Meanwhile,
Ralph, feeling his beer, is currently on the
dance floor, cupping a feel wherever he
can, resulting in several slaps to the
face; and the
grief from his peers and his general
bizarre behavior makes Ralph Suspect
#2. And
Teddy
is putting the moves on Dawn Sorenson
(Suzanne Barnes) since Dawn’s
boyfriend, Bud (Tony
Schultz), is passed out just two
feet away -- but that doesn’t deter Teddy.
Dude?
Don’t
you have a girlfriend? Geez, from now on,
this guy will be known as Teddy, the
Creep.
On
the other side of the room, Surly Mike catches
Benson and Sheila making out, confirming
his suspicions. He confronts Sheila and
the two make a scene. Then Mike loses it,
claiming that if he can’t have her, then
no one will. And as his tantrum escalates,
it brings the party to a screeching halt.
Breaking the nervous silence, Mike calls all the girls whores and promises
that he won’t forget this and storms
off. Officially
making Surly Mike Suspect
#3. The
party derailed, Lynn finds Teddy, the Creep, and pulls
him off Dawn. As Teddy, the Creep, makes
excuses, saying Dawn is just his cousin,
things
wind down and everyone heads home. And at the radio station,
groovy Charlie Kaiser signs off for the
night but reminds everyone to tune in
tomorrow for the great Scavenger Hunt.
Back
at the dorms, after finishing his shower (a
private
showers in each dorm room? Wow, this is
some ritzy college), there’s
a persistent knock at Benson's door. When
he opens it, he recognizes the knocker and
smiles -- until he takes three knife blows
to the chest. As Benson slumps to the floor,
dead, the killer gathers up the mascot
costume and in a raspy voice says, "I
need this more than you." That deed
done, the killer then breaks into the
radio station and copies the clues for the
big Scavenger Hunt.
Elsewhere,
Lynn
and Teddy, the Creep, are having a
post-party talk in bed. Knowing full well
that Dawn wasn’t his cousin, Lynn says she isn’t
jealous but insulted. Teddy, the Creep,
apologizes and blames his behavior on the
booze and promises to try and do better. (Don’t
feel bad, I don’t believe him either.) Suddenly,
they
hear something outside, and when Teddy, the Creep,
goes out and investigates, he only finds a
spring-loaded cat soundbyte. (Honestly,
I never saw the cat.)
The
next morning, MacVey finds Surly Mike
stewing on a park bench. MacVey heard
about the disturbance at the party and
what he said. Not wanting history to
repeat itself, he confronts Surly Mike
on what his intentions are. When Mike, being
his surly self, tells him to mind his own
business, MacVey (wisely
or unwisely) complies. Later, while
Lynn meets up with Sheila, Leslie, Jane,
Kathy and Trish (Susan Pitts) at
the library to strategize for the
Scavenger Hunt, Teddy, the Creep, sets up
a rendezvous with Dawn later that night
since his real girlfriend is occupied.
Also preparing for the evening's of
festivities, the killer has taped together
four serrated steak knives into a deadly
claw that he attaches to the mascot
costume. Donning said costume, the unknown
killer swipes the deadly claw in mock
attack and then sets to do his dastardly
deeds -- but not before checking himself
out in a mirror first.

And yes, with those
googley eyes and
exposed tongue, I believe that this most
assuredly qualifies as the
silliest looking screen killer of all
time...
That
evening, Groovy Charlie Kaiser takes to
the airwaves and the entire campus listens in
for the start of the great All Night
Scavenger Hunt, where, over the next six-hours,
his listeners must find 36 items
hidden all over the campus. To accomplish
this, Charlie will
give out six cryptic clues per hour for what to
find, and where to find it, and the winner gets
an all expenses paid trip to a Caribbean
resort. With the first clue given, the
chase is on -- and the DJ notices that
someone’s been tampering with his notes.
Narrowing down the clue to two possible
places, Jane and Kathy split up to save
time. Jane thinks the clue leads to the campus squash
court -- turns out she was right, and finds the
first item there. Bending over to pick
it up, not realizing the Killer Bear has
snuck up behind her until its too late,
Jane screams as the killer -- forgive me --
bear
hugs her. And while calling her a slew of
nasty names, he uses the deadly claw to
rip her throat out.
The
second clue leads the team of Sheila,
Leslie, and Trish into the campus boiler
room where they find the second item. And
I guess the absence of Lynn during all
this makes her a weak Suspect #4.
At
the radio station, Groovy Kaiser takes a
phone call. It’s the killer. Saying
in the same raspy voice that Jane was the
first, he then asks if Kaiser knows
who’ll be second and hangs up. Writing it off as a crank call,
the DJ broadcasts the next clue.
As
the
Scavenger Hunt progresses, Dancer and
Hagen are in their room, smoking reefer
and making up lewd clues to some sex
scavenger hunt, and judging
by the thickness of the haze, they’ve
been at this for a while -- eliminating
them as suspects. Elsewhere, as Dawn
relaxes in her bubble bath, the soundtrack settles on the single
dissonant organ note while
someone sneaks up the stairs toward her
bathroom. Lucky(?) for her, it’s only
Teddy, the Creep, and they don’t intend
to spend the evening in the bathroom
talking.
It’s
been more than twenty-minutes since they
split up and Jane
still hasn’t come back yet, so Kathy
decides to go and look for her.
Entering the sports complex, she
doesn't fine her friend at the squash
court but hears some water
running in the locker room.
The sound leads her to the showers where Jane’s bloody body
is strung up like an obscene marionette.
Kathy screams and tries to run away -- but
runs right into the Killer Bear, who drags
her into the darkness and her doom!
At
the radio station, Groovy Kaiser announces
that he’s gotten a lot of phone calls
complaining that the clues are too hard
but makes no apologies. When the killer
phones in again, announcing Kathy
was second, and asks who’s next
before hanging up, this time, Kaiser calls
campus security and reports the disturbing calls.
Taking the report, MacVey says to keep him posted if he gets
anymore. Kaiser then gives the next clue
that has two possible answers; it's either
on the beach by the campus pond or hanging
from a beech tree. Telling the other two
girls to check out the beech trees by the
cemetery, Sheila heads to the beach to
check the boathouse where she spots the
Killer Bear and makes the fatal mistake of
assuming it's Benson in the suit. Inviting
"Benson" into the boathouse for
a quickie, Sheila starts to strip down and
gets indignant when her lover won't come
inside. Before she can really lose her
temper, the killer pounces, calling her a
whore, and savages her throat with the
claw -- making Surly Mike our Prime
Suspect.
This
time, the killer calls MacVey directly and
says his daughter, Patty -- the one Dickie
killed, remember --
wasn’t
a nice girl and deserved to die. When MacVey
demands to know whom he’s talking to,
the killer says it’s obvious; he’s
Dickie Cavanaugh. MacVey says that’s
impossible, he’s locked up in the loony
bin. (But
he did have his own phone.) After
the
killer laughs and hangs up, MacVey rings
up the sanitarium, demanding to speak to
the man in charge. Meanwhile,
Leslie and Trish find the item in the
beech trees. Tuning in for the
next clue about bats in the belfry, it again has two possible
answers; either the baseball field, or the
attic of the college chapel. Splitting up,
Trish heads
to the field while Leslie heads toward the
chapel.
When
MacVey
finally gets through to the sanitarium, he
rips into them for letting a dangerous
lunatic
like Dickie Cavanaugh out to make
threatening crank calls. But the doctor says
that’s impossible because Cavanaugh
committed suicide. MacVey asks if he’s
sure the killer's dead. Of course
he’s sure; Dickie's dead and his sister
came and picked up the body to be buried. And
the unknown sister, who might turn out to
be any of the girls left alive -- and my
money’s on Trish -- is definitely Suspect
#5.
Entering
the chapel, Leslie stumbles around in the dark until the
lights mysteriously turn on. She spots the
Bear Mascot and assumes it's Benson. And
it turns out the
legend of the size of Benson’s *ahem*
manhood is so great, that Leslie isn’t
too alarmed when the raspy voice promises
her a good time tonight. But her convictions
quickly change as he leads in with the
deadly claw -- which
would have been a nice Dr. Tongue 3-D
effect but the cameraman was having a
little trouble with the focus. We
cut away before Leslie can even scream,
and that makes two off screen
deaths -- usually very rare
in one of these things.
After
Teddy,
the Creep, and Dawn finish doing
the deed, they agree that it will be
better, for both of them, if they just consider
this a one-night stand and leave it at
that. Teddy, the Creep, gathers his
clothes and leaves.
But we can eliminate the both of them as
suspects, and Lynn, too, as she walks into
the chapel while the Bear Mascot walks
out. When she says "hi" to
"Benson" and heads inside, one
has to ask this question: Did Benson
spend a lot of time in that bear suit
walking around campus? Back at the radio
station, Groovy Kaiser gets another call
from the killer who says "the twins
are together again."
Are
you thinking what I'm thinking? Yeah,
Dickie had a twin sister, pushing this
unknown sibling up to our new Prime
Suspect.
Sorry, Surly Mike. Quick, back to the
review before the killer strikes again!
Lynn
finds Leslie’s body, and after a general
freak out, reports it to MacVey -- who calls the radio
station and orders Kaiser to pull the plug on
the Scavenger Hunt, and to ask everyone to
return to their rooms in a nice orderly
fashion: "Attention students.
Attention. There
is a psycho-killer running loose on the
campus. Do not panic. Repeat. Do not
panic...
The
police arrive and start to tape off the
chapel. when word comes that more dead bodies are
showing up all over campus. This so upsets
the Dean that he turns the whole mess over to
MacVey. The next morning, the police begin
interviewing suspects. First up is Lynn,
since she found the body. Saying the only
reason she was in the chapel was because
of the Scavenger Hunt, she then remembers
that Benson came out of the chapel while
she was heading in. As one of the
detectives head off to find Benson, MacVey
calls up Groovy Kaiser and asks if he
remembers anything vital in his brief
conversations with the killer. When Kaiser says
he’s got them all on tape, MacVey is a
little indignant that this wasn’t
brought to his attention sooner, but tones
it down and asks
if he can have the tapes immediately.
Next, since one of the victims was his
ex-girlfriend, Maniac is the next to be interrogated
-- and we realize he was conspicuously
absent the entire night. So do the cops,
but Maniac swears he has an alibi, having
spent the night at the Bonaventure
Hotel with a prostitute. And last, but not
least, is Surly Mike who gets raked over
the coals due to his vitriolic outburst at
the party. He seems sincere with his
denials of involvement, and frankly, he's
just too obvious so I'm not going out on
much of a limb when I eliminate him as the
killer. And the suspect list gets even
shorter when word comes that they found
Benson's body in his dorm room.
Meanwhile,
Dawn’s boyfriend, Bud, finds out about her
tryst with Teddy, the Creep and kicks her
out of his house. Frankly, I have no sympathy for
Dawn’s tears as she dug her own grave
with Teddy, the Creep. Sure, call me a
prude. But both of these characters'
attitudes, actions, and mutual cheating on
their alleged romantic interests is
appalling. Teddy is a creep, and
Dawn -- well, Dawn can't believe that Bud
would get so upset. I mean, all she did
was sleep with someone else, in his bed, in
his house!
As
MacVey
plays the tapes while perusing some old news
clippings about the murder of his
daughter, he spies a picture of Dickie Cavanaugh in
the story --
and
dang it if he doesn’t look familiar. And
when the
tape plays the last message, about the
twins being back together, the quarter
drops for MacVey. Grabbing a pen, he
starts scribbling long hair on Dickie's
mugshot. Then he stops short, realizing
who the sister is -- Dickie's twin, Katie
-- and just realized who that really is!
Well,
at this point, there aren’t that many girls
left and
only one of them is old enough to be his twin
sister. So, it’s obvious who MacVey has
pegged. I
realized it, too, and frankly, I feel the
movie is getting off cheaply with this
ancillary character being the killer and call shenanigans on the whole
flam-dam thing! So who is it? Read on...
As
Dawn
makes her way home, a twig snaps, some
leaves rustle, and the girl slowly realizes
she’s being followed. Running in to the
Student Union, she finds a phone and calls
Teddy, the Creep -- who is busy comforting Lynn
in her hour of need. When he answers the
phone, in between the frantic sobs, Teddy,
the Creep, figures out the killer is after
Dawn -- then the sobs abruptly stop, and a
familiar raspy voice comes on the line and
says, "If you want her, come and get
her."
Leaving
the distraught Lynn behind, Teddy,
the Creep, enters the darkened Student
Union and makes his way to the cafeteria. Have
you figured it out yet? He finds
Dawn on the floor, bleeding, but still
alive. As he tries to help her, Dawn's warning that the killer is behind
him
comes too late. From out of the darkness, Barney attacks him with a
butcher knife and stabs him repeatedly.
...Barney?
Barney who? You all remember Barney,
right? The weird named waitress we met
way, way back at the beginning of the
movie? Yeah. Me neither. Like I
said, SHENANIGANS!
Before she can deal the mortal blow,
MacVey shows up. Calling her Katie, the
killer pauses. He tries to reason with
her, but Katie isn’t really here right now.
Talking with
Dickie’s voice -- think
Norman/Norma Bates here, and it is kinda
creepy -- Dickie/Katie
confesses to killing his daughter and all the others because of
their
philandering ways. MacVey keeps trying to
convince her that Dickie is dead.
Suddenly, Katie
reasserts herself and scoffs that Dickie
isn’t dead. In fact, he’s here. She
walks over to the freezer door and opens
it -- revealing the frozen corpse of her
twin brother sitting in a chair. Slowly,
the camera zooms in and we see the corpse is
wearing the bear's deadly claw. And
the slow zoom continues on the frozen face
until the frame freezes for...
The
End
You
know, I really enjoyed the movie Scream;
it pushed all the right nostalgia buttons
for me. Too young when the stalk-n-slash
films first hit big, being the little
horror-movie-degenerate that I was, I constantly pestered my older
brothers and sister for detailed plot
accounts of the murder and mayhem in the films they'd
managed to see, like Halloween,
Happy
Birthday to Me and Friday the
13th.
And then I finally saw one: somehow, Prom Night
aired
on NBC and it was all we talked about at
school the next day -- and the day after
that. Clearly, I was hooked. I also clearly remember when my entire 5th
and 6th grade class --
all eleven of us from good old Holstein
Public -- got
invited to Larry Eckhardt’s birthday
party. His folks had one of those new
fangled RCA laser disc players -- the
old style, where the disc was as big as an
old LP record -- and had rented for
us Star
Wars,
Enter the Dragon and
Friday
the 13th.
Since I had already
committed the plot and murders at Crystal
Lake to memory (thanks,
sis!), I spent the entire movie warning those with
sensitive stomachs to turn away during the
strategic moments. However, I refrained
from revealing that final jump-scare --
and my god, that room exploded when the
mongoloid jumped out of the water!!!
As
with all genres, the stalk-n-slash had
its golden age before repetition and
falling into formula eventually killed it
off. Alas, by the time I was old enough to see
these in the theater, the genre, for all
intents and purposes, was as dead as it's
last victim. My salvation came with home
video, and I went through a long
phase of renting any movie that even
remotely related to the genre that I
missed. Any
devotee of the S-n-S can see the decline
in quality of the later years as
production
values went down, budgets shrank,
and at some point, it became more about the
killing itself -- and finding newer and
more inventive ways to off someone, than
the reasons behind the killer's psychosis.
Who
cares what the motive was. Nine times out
of ten, we were now rooting for the killer
anyway. And there was also a not so subtle
change concerning the victims. Most people
forget that when the genre began, the
killers were equal opportunity assassins
and just as many guys were killed in these
things as women. But for some reason,
people only seem to remember the girls
being stalked and slashed. And more often
then not, they remember them being topless.
Formula eventually became cliché,
and the films stopped being suspenseful or
scary and became outright laughable.
I’ll admit, I was
laughing right along with you, gawking at
the naked boobies, and reveling in the
gore. But I was yearning for the days of
intricate plots, red herrings, and not so
obvious killers and truly surprising
revelations. And then along came Scream,
and, for a brief, glorious moment,
I was eleven again and very happy.
I say brief because the
stalk-n-slash movie went through the same decline
of quality as it did before -- only a lot
faster this time beginning immediately
with I
Know What My
Tits Did Last Summer.
...What?
Before
you shoot off the e-mails, yes, I realize Kevin Williamson
cherry-picked and stole the plot from a number of earlier slasher films,
I don't care. And
as much as I like Scream, I
truly despise Scream II
and Scream
III.
See,
it
wasn’t the killings that fascinated me (thank
heavens); sure,
they were gruesome, but I was more
interested in the warped motives, the
bodies piling up everywhere, and, of
course, the false leads and red herrings.
I always looked forward to the end, when
the killer would reveal themselves and
spill how they did it and spew why they
did it. In the end, the motives seldom
made sense, and it was always impossible how
they pulled it off, but I didn’t care.
At some point I realized that these types
of films could be broken down into two
sub-genres: the Whodunit, and the
Psycho-Degenerate. Much, much more do I
enjoy the Whodunits, where you don't know
who the killer was, than the ones with the
indestructible Psycho-Degenerates who ran
amok, buzz-sawed through their cast, and
cracked wise. Wanting to focus solely on
Whodunits for this retrospective, I
decided to sub-out Don't
Go in the Woods -- a
pretty rotten example of the
Psycho-Degenerate film -- and sub-in Girl's
Nite Out
as a last minute replacement.
Shot on the Upsala College Campus
in New Jersey, the
film does get its small college atmosphere
right. I got the biggest kick out of how
the entire campus tuned into the campus
radio station -- that had a
golden oldies format; the same five
golden oldies over and over and over... I
don’t think anyone, besides the
communications majors, even realized we
had campus radio station at my college. (KFKX!
97.3 on your FM dial!) It didn’t
help that we only had like a 1/2-Watt
transmitter -- if you were in the parking
lot of the building, you could almost tune
it in. You had no listeners, but it was
good practice -- and you could get away
with saying "booger!" on the
air. (The station also had a
kick ass collection of vinyl LP’s. And
no you can’t look through my LP’s to
see how many I "liberated.")
The film’s credits for
writer, producer, and director are littered
with the same four names, and together,
this mess is the best they could come up:
the same old tried and true (and
tired) excuse of killing whoever is
literally screwing around. The rules of
the slasher movie were embedded in bedrock
by now: stay chaste or monogamous, like
Lynn’s character, and you’ve got a get
out of jail free card. Remember, the
killer walked right by her, and had a
perfect opportunity to kill her, but let
her go.
As for the cast, Hal Holbrook
barely breaks a sweat as MacVey -- and I
honestly don’t
know if his son, David -- making
his screen debut, being
in the cast had any influence on him being
in this movie. Montgomery went on to play
Betty in Revenge of the Nerds,
and Alda
keeps popping up occasionally. The rest of
the cast does an OK job, but were never
heard from again.
Girls
Nite Out arrived just as the genre was
slowly petering out the first time. It did
have a theatrical release through Al
Adamson’s Independent International
Pictures, and was eventually released on
HBO home video. It was also right in the
middle of the style -- with some pretty
disastrous results. There's nothing new
going on here; the
mystery is bland, and has no punch. And
this is compounded when the filmmakers
don't overcompensate with a ton of gore,
bizarre killings, and a ton of naughty
bits. The only thing it has going for it
is the unintentional humor of it's killer,
disguised in that idiotic bear costume,
and that's stretched pretty dang thing by
the end, making for one long movie to muck
through. Yes, the
killer's costume is -- well, unique, but
the gore effects are terrible -- Ketchup
Splatter, another stinky sub-sub genre. Beyond that,
the deaths are uninspiring and I don't
recall any nudity at all.
Still,
there
is a question of the killer's identity,
right? So
you have to pay attention, right? No, not
really, for in the end,
you didn't have to because the killer came
completely out of left field. The film
foreshadows the family twist with such a lack of
subtlety, though, you'll later
realize how embarrassingly obvious to where it’s going -- and who the killer is
-- that you’ll slap yourself in the head
by the end and say, "Well, duh."
And the script really paints itself into a
corner by making the killer Dickie's twin.
If it had been, say, a little sister or
brother, then any of the students we've
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