Vicious serial killer Douglas Fisher was executed by the police on Easter Sunday. Twenty-four years later a bunch of young folks conjure Fisher's spirit, which takes possession of Fisher's son Ryan (robustly played with unhinged glee by Jason Delgado) so Fisher can embark on another gruesome murder spree.
Writer/director Jeremy Todd Morehead delivers oodles of deliciously over the top gore (one gal is cut in half, heads are chopped off, throats are sliced open, and so on), pays affectionate homage to 80's slasher fare, maintains an engaging tongue-in-cheek tone throughout (naturally, the wacko cracks plenty of choice cornball one-liners), goes hysterically overboard with the outrageously excessive profanity (the f-bomb gets dropped with gut-busting regularity), and tosses in one hot buck naked babe for trashy good measure. Moreover, it's acted with zest by an enthusiastic cast of reliable horror genre veterans: Robert Z'Dar attacks the juicy role of the gruff Sheriff Arkin with growly gusto, Ari Lehman has a ball as a deranged postman, and Edward X. Young contributes an on-target sharp turn as sardonic demonologist Angus Bradley. The rough cinematography by John Fabian and Jared Jameison provides an appropriately gritty look. Dave Ferguson's flesh-crawling synthesizer score hits the spirited shivery spot. A real campy hoot.
Writer/director Jeremy Todd Morehead delivers oodles of deliciously over the top gore (one gal is cut in half, heads are chopped off, throats are sliced open, and so on), pays affectionate homage to 80's slasher fare, maintains an engaging tongue-in-cheek tone throughout (naturally, the wacko cracks plenty of choice cornball one-liners), goes hysterically overboard with the outrageously excessive profanity (the f-bomb gets dropped with gut-busting regularity), and tosses in one hot buck naked babe for trashy good measure. Moreover, it's acted with zest by an enthusiastic cast of reliable horror genre veterans: Robert Z'Dar attacks the juicy role of the gruff Sheriff Arkin with growly gusto, Ari Lehman has a ball as a deranged postman, and Edward X. Young contributes an on-target sharp turn as sardonic demonologist Angus Bradley. The rough cinematography by John Fabian and Jared Jameison provides an appropriately gritty look. Dave Ferguson's flesh-crawling synthesizer score hits the spirited shivery spot. A real campy hoot.