preppy-3 Maude Calmers'(Kay Hawtrey) husband has disappeared. He ran the local funeral home. To make ends meet she converts it into a bed and breakfast and her niece Heather (Lesleh Donaldson) comes to help her. After it opens guests start disappearing and Heather hears voices from the basement at night. She's determined to find out what's going on with the help of her boyfriend Rick (Dean Garbett).Creepy little Canadian horror film. It was made on a low budget and is kind of obvious (you'll see the ending coming a mile away) but it still works. There's plenty of creepy scenes (especially the first long shot that goes from the top floor of the house to the basement...where you hear voices) and the ending where everything goes wild. The ending is VERY rushed...it looks like they ran out of money. The final explanation is explained WHILE the closing credits are running! Still I was entertained. Good acting by the whole cast too. There's next to no blood, no gore and no nudity, sex or swearing so you may wonder how it got the R rating. Not an unsung classic just a small tight little horror movie.

artpf A young woman arrives at her grandmother's house, which used to be a funeral home to help her turn the place into a bed-and-breakfast inn. Who cares?After they open, however, guests begin disappearing or turning up dead.Wow! So original! Not!!!!And SOOOO bad!This has to be one of the worst ans most tedious movies I have ever seen. I can't even write a proper review because it is just sooo bad!Acting is horrible. There is no story and no competent directing.Stay away at all costs! It's awful.

jonathan-577 Not bad at all. As a proudly slumming Certified Canadian Cinema Artist, Fruet adds some juice to this elemental eighties horror scenario, getting the most out of a pretty good bunch of actors and playing each situation for as much horror, comedy or pathos as it will support. The flashbacks are well integrated, and the occasional gore is incidental to the unnervingly careful pacing and genuinely creepy atmosphere, with credit also due to Jerry Fielding's excellent score and Mark Irwin's moody-to-murky cinematography. And while it's not hard to guess where things are going, it doesn't really bother you until you get there, at which point the Psycho ripoff becomes a bit too overbearing, and the staging slips into cluttered chaos. But the critique of rural parochialism is textured with digs at equally obnoxious urban types, and the treatment of the 'slow' yard hand is refreshingly kind; they even have the grace to bury the ludicrous pop-psych wrapup under the end credits.

Zeegrade Heather has decided to help her grandmother for the summer who has turned the family funeral home into a bed & breakfast despite the fact that the old bag is about as friendly as a rabid junkyard dog. At times during the late evening hours Heather overhears talking in the basement that her grandma strictly forbids her from entering. Clues abound as the story of her grandfather's mysterious disappearance confronts Heather with an ugly truth she doesn't want to acknowledge. Who can she trust? Will she stay at the creepy house? Who is Mrs. Chalmers speaking to in the basement? How the hell did you not figure it out in the first five minutes?William Fruet is definitely a talented director and he does an admirable job despite clearly not having much of a budget. The acting is also for the most part done well especially Lesleh Donaldson as the conflicted but trusting Heather. You would have to be lobotomized to not know how the story is ultimately going to end but that shouldn't detract from the eerie atmosphere that is prevalent during most of the film. The reason I can't give this a higher rating is the rather slow build-up to the kills which in themselves are rather tame and unoriginal. As a matter of fact I'm perplexed that this movie received an R rating to begin with as there isn't any profanity and absolutely no nudity. This is the second consecutive movie in the "Chilling Classics" collection that has a woman seducing a mentally challenged man. Was there a market for this kind of thing in the seventies? It's creepy as hell. A decent film that's just a little too vanilla for me. Kinda like Canada.