Alone at Night, Paris Hilton and Pamela Anderson

Yep, they are in this. Pamela Anderson as a very playful sheriff with a sense of humor and a half.  Paris Hilton in the surprise role of...a reality show hostess!  Imagine that. It is so good to see Pamela Anderson as a cop instead of those Cagney & Lacey types.  Gimme buxom blonde any day over strong and "empowered."  What else is in this film?  A sexy cam-girl.  Pre-marital sex.  Drugs.  A crowbar-killer!  Yep, he splits heads open with a mighty whack from his trusty crowbar.  Our feature today is 2022's semi-annoying "Alone at Night" (aka "18 & Over"), directed by Jimmy Giannopoulos.

Vicky (Ashley Benson) is a cam-girl who gets thrown out by her jealous BF.  She heads to the mountains to stay in an isolated cabin of her bestie, Stacy (Sky Ferreira). Stacy leaves the film now, so don't get your hopes up. Vicky does her cam-girl shtick on the site 18 & Over.  Oh, a guy is murdering peeps nearby with a crowbar.  To her annoyance, Vicky keeps meeting people. Sheriff Rogers (Anderson) keeps checking on her...she's a hoot, and quite the babe. Max (Jon Foster) is the only neighbor.  Vicky likes him and wants to have pre-marital sex with him.  A hunk handyman (John Robinson) comes to fix her electricity and Wi-Fi. Then, Stacy's cousin, the hunk Jake (Jake Weary) arrives.  She wants to have pre-marital sex with him, too.  The little minx that she is, Vicky does indeed do those guys.

You know what else these guys are?  Yep, potential crowbar killers!  Vicky is slow on the uptake on this. All the guys are available.  Max is also vulnerable as his wife took the kids and left him six months ago.  Vicky performs every night for her customers. She'll don a blue wig, wear the naughtiest of BDSM attire, take sudsy baths, and satisfy herself to lonely and demented guys.  Meanwhile, Max seems to be interested and Vicky is fine with that, though she is busy screwing the others.  Wait!  Should we mention Paris Hilton?  No...yeah, probably not.  After all, did we not get enough of her 20 years ago?  So where is this all going.  Bloody murder, deviant sex, and someone getting kicked out of the house in Paris Hilton's reality show.

Is one of Vicky's new hunks the crowbar killer?  Will Sheriff Rogers and Vicky get it on in one of her cam-girl performances?  Pamela Anderson in a sheriff's uniform, tactical belt, cowboy hat, and a pistol...is there anything else we need in our slasher film? For a standard slasher film with reality show vibes, the glamour of Paris Hilton, the jiggling of Pamela Anderson, and a slut final girl...see "Alone at Night."

Spiker, A Slasher with a Supernatural Flair

Gotta love slasher films that are a throwback to the 80's Golden Era.  This 2007 film has its inspiration from those films. Sultry cheerleaders in full costume.  Their hunk jock BFs clad in their football jerseys.  An escaped lunatic killer who was put away 10 years ago for murdering 27 peeps...etc.  However predictable this plot is, we still have some nice cheese and beef.  Set on Long Island, pretty cheerleaders and the jocks that love them will die horribly.  Our feature today is "Spiker," directed by Frank Zagarino.

Yep, 10 years ago Adam (Zagarino), known as Spiker, was put away in prison murdering dozens of peeps with a railroad spike.  Today, authorities are still finding the bodies of his victims. Some Clinton appointed judge ruled him insane and mandated he be transferred out of prison to an asylum. Yep, during the transfer he escapes. Now Spiker, an albino with pink eyes, secures some railroad spikes and heads to the house where it all started.  Okay, Lisa (Giselle Rodriguez) is a sultry cheerleader and her beau is quarterback Mike (Matt Jared).  Her and two fellow babe cheerleaders, all in full cheerleader costume, Nikki (Ginger Kroll) and Erin (Linda Johnson), plus two other hunk jocks head to a cabin in the woods.  Lisa will someday inherit the cabin and the six deem it a perfect place to have pre-marital sex, drink beer, dance, and listen to bad music.  Sure, a creepy caretaker, Clive (David 'Shark' Fralick) will warn them to depart. 

So here is what is going on. During the night Lisa finds the boudoir of her aunt.  Her aunt was a spitting image of her.  20 years ago, the aunt was Spiker's first victim, and killed in that house. Enter babe cheerleader Erin!  She wants to do a seance and talk to the aunt...and Spiker. You can imagine how well this goes.  Thinking Spiker is dead, the cheerleaders and jocks are not worried about him just showing up.  Spiker does just show up...with a nice supply of railroad spikes.  Before he begins murdering sultry cheerleaders and hunk jocks, the kids engage in pre-marital sex.  A vicious and uncomfortable backstory is revealed, and the albino killer displays his proficiency with the spikes.  But wait, the ghost!  Yep, Lisa's aunt roams this cabin clad in her wedding gown.

Why is Spiker attracted to this cabin in the woods and why was Lisa's aunt his very first victim?  Will the cheerleaders engage in a shower scene, skinny-dipping, or inappropriate affection between themselves?  Will any of the jocks do anything remotely useful to fighting off a slasher?  The casting is excellent, from a creepy slasher, nubile and sultry cheerleaders in costume, and hunk jocks.  For an old fashioned slasher effort, see "Spiker."        

The Killing Hour, An American Giallo Effort

This American film looks a lot like the Italian Giallo films.  I'm told it is one of "The Video Nasties." The opening scene is filled with female nudity and then a dead babe floating in the East River in New York City. The corpse of the former babe is handcuffed and bruised and this will be the beginning.  Vicious with some very imaginative and excruciating kills, 1982's "The Killing Hour" (aka "The Clairvoyant"), directed by Armand Mastroianni, and music by Ennio Morricone, is our feature today.

A hooker/porn-star (Olivia Negron) is found naked, handcuffed, and floating in the river. Pretty art-student Virna (Elizabeth Kemp) is a bit upset as she just happened to draw a sketch of the murder and the floating body having never laid eyes on the porn-star or the event. Yep, she has clairvoyance.  Uh oh, two more killings.  A college swimmer handcuffed below the water line at the pool and a construction worker handcuffed to a live wire.  Three handcuff murders in one day...and Virna drew them all as they happened. Now for the worst part, the detective assigned to the case, Larry (Norman Parker), is a stand-up comedian.  None of his jokes are funny, like most stand-ups.  Eventually he connects with Virna and falls in love with her.

Also falling in love with Virna, and no, she is not that attractive, is TV host Mac (Perry King).  He wants Virna on his TV show to draw her sketches.  Uh oh...another murder, in an elevator shaft.  Are they connected?  Larry really does like Virna, but Mac merely wants to exploit her.  Still, she plays both men off one another.  Even worse for her, more sketches are pumped out that suggest the victims had some connection and that she herself might be in danger.  Now the killer keeps murdering in very imaginative ways with the handcuffs.  Virna realizes she is on the run and should trust no one.

Can Virna trust Mac or Larry?  Will she eventually be able to draw the face of the killer?  Will Larry be able to make anyone laugh at his side-gig, or will he just be another Woody Allen without the glitter?  Ominous and at times erotic, this gritty horror yarn should have been dubbed to make it seem even more like Giallo.  For a terrific and vicious mystery, see "The Killing Hour."      

Maya, When Italians Culturally Appropriate Mexicans

We have an Italian one today.  We can call it Euro-trash as so many sultry Euro-babes, masquerading as Mexican babes, die horribly.  Sliced, diced, contorted, folded over, drowned, suspended with fishhooks, etc.  All because of a 1300 year old Mayan legend.  Mayan?  Think Aztec without the glitter.  Or think Inca without the marketing campaign. Set in Mexico, this 1989 Marcello Avallone film was filmed in Rome (also known as the Mexico City of the Mediterranean).  Let us take a peek at "Maya."

Dr. Slivak (William Berger) lives in a small Mexican town steeped deep with Mayan legend. I won't bore you with that particular legend, needless to say, Slivak seems to have penetrated the veil that separates life from death. Yawn.  Of course this is never good, and as a result a curse is unleashed on the town.  Slivak is now gone and his sultry daughter, Lisa (Mariella Valentini) arrives in town to figure out what happened to her dad. She'll meet up with Peter (Peter Phelps).  We like Peter. When we first meet him he scoops up a naked whore from his bed, throws her over his shoulder, gives her rear end a massive spank, and throws her in a cold shower.  There's a man!  Never since the Aztecs did a man give a woman what she wanted better than Peter. Peter knows a lot of babes in this town...and one by one they get mutilated, sliced, diced, contorted, hooked, etc.  You can take Italy out of Giallo, but you can't take misogyny out of it.

So where are we?  We meet Jahaira (Mariangelica Ayala).  She's a babe gas station attendant who seems to be with demon on occasion.  Two brute American who try to rape her will find this out the hard way.  We meet bar wench Laura (Mirella D'Angelo)...every guy who sees her grabs her posterior and forces themself on her...and she loves it.  So sad, her fate. Okay, never mind Maria (Vilma Ramia). She was Dr. Slivak's paramour...now she is suspended from the ceiling by fishhooks. Lisa and Peter kind of fall in love, but Peter has not slapped her around yet.  If this was "Aztec" instead on "Maya," he would have by now.  Peter and Lisa figure out a few things and realize Day of the Dead (the holiday, not movie) is coming up.  The town will celebrate this at the great Mayan pyramid and when they do...well, some evil ghost will return to do...well, do evil things.

Will Peter get everyone cheering and rip off Lisa's clothes and slap her buttocks silly?  Is this a thinly veiled metaphor of the Mayan feminism that doomed their entire tribe?  An Aztec, an Incan, and a Mayan walk into a bar...wait...this is getting too silly.  Never mind.  See "Maya" for some icky gore, sultry and sweaty Italian babes playing Mexicans, and bitingly accurate history.

When It Rains in LA, Slasher Arrives From Italy

Eric Roberts! Yes! Something about Eric Roberts, if he's in it, I wanna see it.  You guys know what I mean.  Four minutes and 52 seconds into this film, and half of that is in slow motion, he dies. Still, it was great seeing him. So who is left?  Pure babes and hunks, so we won't miss Eric too much. Even better all the babes and hunks left in this film just exude, "KILL ME WITH A BIG KNIFE!"  Yep, the big knife is also in this film and the babes and hunks will be gone through like crap through a goose.  I get it, you want to know if there is a particular plot holding all this together.  You're no fun.  Our feature today is 2025's "When It Rains in LA," directed by David M. Parks.

Nate (Roberts) is married to a babe, Sasha (Monroe Cline) who is 50 years younger than him. Hey, it's Eric Roberts...and that hair!  Eric dies suddenly when given divorce papers.  Heart attack? Sasha then flies to LA to stay with friends...the most awkward hunks and babes ever assembled, in fact, every conversation they have is uncomfortable and weird.  I'm not even going to mention the Mexican rain curse, though it will be a major part of the film, as it is in our own lives. Everyone is mad a Mark (Felix Merback).  Leese (Paris Simone) is in perpetual mourning and always comforted by lesbian sex with Tatia (Natasha Stricklin). Alice (Taylor Brianna) is all slut and may have feelings for Mark.  Oh, Anna (Leslie Stratton) was on the same plane to LA with Sasha and is a bit too interested in her.  Never mind the stewardess (LeeAnne Bauer) who also seemed a little too interested in Sasha, though she was a babe, too!

The pilot?  Harry (Tom Gipson)? Hunk.  He is also very interested in Sasha...and he will eventually get in bed with her. Okay, I know.  Plot? There is one, but I don't want to bore you with it.  While Leese and Tatia have passionate lesbian sex in the restroom of a nightclub, the slasher begins his work.  Poor Leese, no one should assume room temperature in such a humiliating fashion.  Good toilet seat deaths are few and far between.  The slasher continues...he kills so many babes and hunks...and finds Sasha and Harry in bed together.  Hey, this is a lot more coherent than Richard Attenborough's 1993 bore-a-thon "Shadowlands." 

Who is the slasher?  Was Eric Roberts' death from natural causes?  Marketing herself as a top influencer, should Paris Simone really allowed herself to be killed off on a toilet seat?  Sure, it worked for Elvis, but Paris Simone is no Elvis! This last question is one we should all ask ourselves.  For some great fun, a high kill count, and a lot of hunks and babes in peril, see "When It Rains in LA"  Just don't ask too many questions about the Mexican rain curse.

Popeye's Revenge, Our Favorite Sailor Man Shreds Hunks and Babes

Steven Murphy's portrayal of Popeye is quite different than the one done by Robin Williams.  I will say, this 2025 Popeye interpretation is stacked with some sultry bikini babes and hunks with six-pack abs...all will die horribly.  But wait!  Yep, Olive Oyl (Kelly Rian Sanson) is also in this one...and she's as psycho as Popeye. Did we ask for another Popeye film?  No. But, we did ask for another horror film with babes in bikinis having sex in hot tubs and then dying in those same hot tubs by the hands of a lunatic and his GF.  Or, I think we were asking for that. Our feature today is "Popeye's Revenge," directed by William Steed.

As the film begins a backstory will be delivered through crude animation.  The tale is fraught with madness, slaughter, and twisted love, but it sets out Popeye and Olive Oyl as psychos looking to murder anyone that enters the house in which they were imprisoned and tortured in as children. Tara (Emily Mogilner) is a babe who wants to do a good deed.  I know, these always work out so well in these movies.  She assembles her BF, the hunk Dylan (Connor Powles), her bestie, the babe Donna (Danielle Ronald), the hunk Nick (Bruno Cryan), the most sultry babe ever to appear in a movie from England, Kathy (Karolina Ugrenyuk), and the big-boobed Sky (Atlanta Moreno)...oh, Max (Fyn Phoenixx). They enter the house in order to restore it and turn it into a haunted house attraction.  what could go wrong?

Right, Popeye and Olive.  The fog rolls in and so does the dastardly duo. Popeye begins picking the babes and hunks off one by one. Sky has a gratuitous bikini and skinny dip scene in the hot tub which Popeye will end in bloody fashion.  Poor Sky, she is the first.  So sad, this film will have an astronomical death count.  We want Kathy to survive because her in that leopard print bikini may be the most impressive thing coming out of the U.K. since Kate Beckinsale. I know, you can guess her fate.  Popeye kills by ripping out spines, running lawn mowers over babes, popping out eyeballs crushing heads, and castrating with anchors. With Olive Oyl at his side he goes through hunks and babes like crap through a goose.  Where does this all lead?  You'll see, but this film is largely a gratuitous platform for some nice cheese and beef in peril.

Will Tara be a final girl, and if so why?  Is there any way possible that Kathy in her leopard print bikini survives this onslaught?  I know, stupid question.  Will Olive Oyl and any of the bikini babes engage in a catfight to the death?  The kills are imaginative and gory and there are a lot of them.  For a gratuitous dive into prurience and bloody slaughter, see "Popeye's Revenge." 

Breaking the Girls, Hitchcock Does Lipstick Lesbianism

Yep, Hitchcock's "Strangers on a Train" was not quite the film he wanted to make. Nope!  Sir Alfred Hitchcock had a more deviant plot in mind. Nubile babes swapping spit with one another, feeling each other up, undressing one another, eating one another, and then doing the same to more sultry babes. Yep, today we have the film Hitchcock wanted to make but for prudish censors.  It is sort of a combo between "Wild Things" and that Hitchcockian classic. Gratuitous and steamy, there will be no shortage of babes, scantily clad, sucking face and making passion with one another. Detect a theme? Our feature today is 2012's "Breaking the Girls," directed by Jamie Babbit.

Sara (Agnes Bruckner), a graduate student, falls on tough times. Then she meets rich Alex (Madeline Zima). Alex seduces Sara and the babes fall in love. All sorts of steamy sex follow. Alex, though rich has a problem. Her former lover, Nina (Kate Levering) dumped her to marry her dad. Right!  Alex' former lesbian lover is now her stepmom.  Only five years difference in age. Sara has a problem. The lovely Brooke (Shanna Collins) , is a classmate that is jealous of her because Sara is also swapping fluids with Eric (Shawn Ashmore), and Brooke wants Eric. See the problem? The unhinged Alex has an idea, and in lesbian passion and not very seriously Sara agrees to the plan. A perfect murder. Sara will kill Nina, thus allowing Alex to be the sole heiress to the family fortune...and Alex will kill Brooke.

Sara did not think Alex was serious...ha!  Yep, Brooke dies in a drowning and pummeling accident.  Alex is now blackmailing Sara to kill Nina.  What follows?  Sara and Alex lesbian passion.  Alex on Nina lesbian passion.  I know what you're thinking...will there be Sara lesbian passion on Nina? The sex between Alex and Sara is well choreographed and is half this film.  In the pool.  In the bed.  In front of Eric.  Wherever!  Uh oh...more murders, and not just babes.

Will Sara agree to murder Nina?  Will Nina and Sara become lovers?  Will there be a nice threesome before this film ends?  Don't kid yourself, this movie works as a gratuitous lesbian sex show.  The twists are predicable and numerous.  To give Ms. Bruckner, Ms. Zima, and Ms. Levering credit they do their roles very well and are very pleasing to the camera.  For some gratuitous smut masquerading as a Hitchcock classic, see "Breaking the Girls."