It's got "sorority" and "massacre" in the title. SOLD! This is not one particular 80s slasher that gets massive amounts of appreciation and rightly so... to a certain extent... Still, "Sorority House Massacre" is just one of those flicks that were turned out rapid-fire back in the day and is just so goddamn generic that you can't help but get a kick out of it... Here's a breakdown of the ultra-complex plot: killer breaks out of mental hospital and returns to his childhood home. It's now a sorority house. Living in the sorority house is his sister, who was the only member of his family he did not murder. She has dreams about him... Yeah, it might take multiple viewings to fully grasp this ingenious concept, but what you initially have here is some primo 80s slasher goodness. The essence of the era oozes from this film in a constant stream of mindless mediocrity. And not just that - the chicks in this movie were so fucking annoying that I wanted to stab each and every one of them in the mouth with a large knife MYSELF, especially when they started talking about dream metaphors. And the random Indian theme? What was that tee-pee all about? Sorority sluts should only be concerned with showing their breasts and screaming for their lives - not about setting up tee-pees! Get 'em Bobby! Slasher lovers should check this out...
It's got "sorority" and "massacre" in the title. SOLD! This is not one particular 80s slasher that gets massive amounts of appreciation and rightly so... to a certain extent... Still, "Sorority House Massacre" is just one of those flicks that were turned out rapid-fire back in the day and is just so goddamn generic that you can't help but get a kick out of it... Here's a breakdown of the ultra-complex plot: killer breaks out of mental hospital and returns to his childhood home. It's now a sorority house. Living in the sorority house is his sister, who was the only member of his family he did not murder. She has dreams about him... Yeah, it might take multiple viewings to fully grasp this ingenious concept, but what you initially have here is some primo 80s slasher goodness. The essence of the era oozes from this film in a constant stream of mindless mediocrity. And not just that - the chicks in this movie were so fucking annoying that I wanted to stab each and every one of them in the mouth with a large knife MYSELF, especially when they started talking about dream metaphors. And the random Indian theme? What was that tee-pee all about? Sorority sluts should only be concerned with showing their breasts and screaming for their lives - not about setting up tee-pees! Get 'em Bobby! Slasher lovers should check this out...
