Prismark10 This is a low budget cheesy 1980s comedy horror film with a lot of tit and ass.Three nerdy frat types sneak in to see some college girls initiation ceremony that includes bathing naked, spanking each other and spraying whipped cream on each other. When the nerds are caught in the sorority house by the den mother the sorority girls and the nerds are ordered to steal a prized trophy from the local bowling alley. An accident causes the trophy to break open releasing an evil imp who wisecracks and creates havoc. The imp initially grants wishes but those wishes have a horrible twist. It is up to Calvin and Spider to try and stop the imp.This is a dated 1980s film, shot in the dark to hide its low budget and cheap looking animatronic imp. It has cheesy humour, lots of nudity plus gratuitous violence. It is still not a good film.

Michael_Elliott Sorority Babes in the Slimeball Bowl-O-Rama (1988)** (out of 4) With a title like this I really hope no one is coming to it expecting the work of Kubrick. In what's 80s Queen Heaven, Linnea Quigley, Robin Stille, Brinke Stevens and Michelle Bauer make up the cast and we have "B" movie maverick David DeCoteau in the director's chair. The story is pretty simple as three dorks get caught watching a sorority girl take a shower so they're forced to go to a bowling alley with two of the girls and steal a trophy. It turns out that the trophy they take has an Imp inside and he grants them some wishes before turning deadly. The greatest thing about SORORITY BABES IN THE SLIMEBALL BOWL-O-RAMA is the title. There's no question that a title like this certainly jumped off the VHS shelves back in the day and when viewed today you can't help but think this is a perfect slice of 80s cheese. Back in the day it really wasn't important to make a "good" movie as long as you made something that could stir up some talk to make it a hit on video. The title of this thing obviously got people talking but I think the film works even better today thanks in large part to it featuring four of the biggest "B" stars from this era. It's actually a lot of fun seeing the ladies and especially when you get them in one movie. The always fun Quigley stars as a punk who's actually in the bowling alley just to steal some money but then gets caught up with one of the nerds. You also have Bauer who was kind enough to take off her clothes and Stevens also manages to strip down for a shower sequence. Stille's role isn't quite as good but it's still nice seeing her. There's really not as much T&A as you'd expect from a movie like this and there's really not any major violence and there's certainly no slime. I'm really not sure why the film didn't try to do more so those expecting some sort of sleaze will probably be disappointed. There's no question that this here isn't a "good" movie by your typical definition but at the same time fans of the 80s should enjoy seeing the four stars together.

J D In this clever low-budget variation on The Monkey's Paw, two sorority pledges, a trio of geeks, and a criminal misfit run afoul of a murderous, wish-granting imp. David DeCoteau offers up a hilarious medley of characters, headlined by scream queens Linnea Quigley, Michelle Bauer, and Brinke Stevens. Joining them in this romp is Nightmare on Elm Street 4's Andras Jones and Night of the Demons' Hal Havins, both hamming it up in hilarious ways.While the effects are laughably amateur, the plot is fun, the settings are visually pleasing, and the evil "Uncle Imp" is quite iconic and quotable, long after the film is through. The late George "Buck" Flower shows up from time-to-time as a near-deaf janitor who knows more about the little monster than he lets on... and definitely adds to the fun.Sorority Babes at the Slimeball Bowl-O-Rama is a b-movie riot. Coupled with the equally amusing Slavegirls from Beyond Infinity (an equally-silly variation of The Most Dangerous Game), these two films make for a fantastic night of low-budget horror/comedy!

Woodyanders As this film's gloriously bold title alone suggests this sure ain't no exceptionally smart, subtle and sophisticated work of remarkable cinematic art. Instead it's total unmitigated lowbrow crap, plain and simple (with a definite emphasis on the simple, too). The so-called plot concerns two overaged, but very fetching sorority pledges and a trio of moronic, obnoxious frat boys who have to break into a bowling alley late at night and steal a bowling trophy as part of an initiation prank. The dim-witted quintet accidentally unleash a mischievous and diabolical imp who speaks with a pretty dreadful ersatz African American accent; said troublesome little bugger gleefully wreaks plenty of enjoyably inane tongue-in-cheek supernatural havoc upon the idiotic collegians.Tireless celluloid dreckmeister supreme David ("Creepazoids," "Deadly Embrace") DeCoteau keeps the silly shenanigans bumping along at a reasonably quick clip, the nonstop sophomoric gags are quite amusing in an admittedly crude sort of way, and both the cinematography and production values are surprisingly slick given the paltry nickel'n'dime budget. Moreover, immortal 80's trash horror scream queen Linnea ("Silent Night, Deadly Night," "The Return of the Living Dead") Quigley contributes a spirited and engaging performance as a spunky punkette burglar while the always reliable George "Buck" Flower lends able support as a frisky, doddering, irascible old coot of a hopelessly senile janitor. Better still, the sexy, slinky, smoldering Brinke ("The Slumber Party Massacre") Stevens takes an utterly gratuitous, but much-appreciated lengthy shower and buxom brunette honey Michelle ("Hollywood Chainsaw Hookers") Bauer spends the bulk of her screen time in the buff. Of course this film overall is essentially an extremely cheesy, lamebrained and worthless hunk of absolute junk, but this baby nonetheless still constitutes as one of those true schlock movie rarities: it's a thoroughly shameless, pointless and witless rip-snorting snotwad of a flick that's every bit as blithely tacky and trashy as its glaringly obvious title would suggest. I plead guilty as charged on the grounds that I dug every last sublimely stupid minute of this braindead timewaster.