director David DeCocteau
“Sadomasochism just doesn’t appeal to me.”
Oddly enough, I concur with this sentiment. However, the more cheese than sleaze horror-comedy Sorority Babes in the Slimeball Bowl-O-Rama does appeal.
Big time voyeurism and hackneyed comedy abound in this David DeCocteau mess of puppets, sexuality, nonsense, and limited logic of genre conventions. It’s the earliest of DeCocteau’s films I’ve seen (and most enjoyable), but already many template elements are in play, echoes of which I’ve caught in his later work.
“What about that punk dyke?”
“I can handle her!”
Linnea Quigley outclasses the whole here. Easy to see why she’s everyone’s favorite scream queen and fantasy friend.