Tobe Hooper's Living Nightmare

The Marquis De Sade, Egypt, ancient Gnostic cults, Robert Englund in a dual role, gratuitous sex and nudity, murder and mayhem... on paper Tobe Hopper's Night Terrors sounds like it should be at least a fun, entertaining flick given the ingredients. It's not. It is a plot less, incoherent shambles that brings little entertainment. There is basically no plot beyond some vague stuff about a cult that follows the work of De Sade who for some unclear reason feel the need to seduce the daughter of a local Christian archaeologist and kill her. That is pretty much it- I think it has something to with the Gnostics but who knows what the writers were thinking. Most of the movie is a meandering mess as the heroine is exposed to various weirdness, dream sequences and erotic encounters, intercut with scenes of Englund as the imprisoned De Sade in the 19th century chewing the scenery. It seems like the makers were trying for something serious but whatever their pretensions were they are buried in the cheesiness, bad acting, sleaze and fake looking decapitated heads.

There aren't too many good points. Robert Englund is fun to watch, as always and the lead actress, Zoe Trilling, whilst not very talented, is attractive and in various stages of undress through the movie but watching Night Terrors is a chore. At least I got to see the movie from which the "When you're as criminal as I" bit from the Australian film certification ratings guide that was on the front of so many VHS tapes from the nineties came from.

Genie (Zoe Trilling) arrives in Egypt to visit her hypocritical, bible-quoting archeologist father (William Finley) and attracts the attention of a group of cultists led by a descendant of the Marquis de Sade (Robert Englund). Englund also plays de Sade in flashbacks, ranting in his cell. Genie is led astray by Mohammed (Juliano Merr), who rides around naked on a horse and Sabina (Alona Kamhi), a bisexual who introduces her to opium smoking, which leads to a wild hallucination featuring topless harem dancers, a woman simulating oral sex on a snake, an orgy and her father preaching in the background! Meanwhile, black hooded cult members decapitate, gouge out eyeballs and slit throats. When Genie is slipped drugs in her tea, she imagines de Sade hanging from a cross, a gold-painted woman in a leafy g-string and herself bloody on a bed covered in snakes. It's all because she's the reincarnation of de Sade's lost love.

This typically sleazy Harry Alan Towers production is redundant, seedy and pretty senseless, but the sets, costumes, cinematography and location work are all excellent and at least there's always something going on.

Score: 3 out of 10

This is one of the smaller films Tobe Hooper directed in the 80s and 90s but one of his darkest in subject matter. There are quite a few thematic links to Texas Chainsaw Massacre: we had a virginal girl getting wrapped up in an underground cabal or torture and black magic. This is not as intense but keeps you invested with its bizarre style and solid performances. Hooper fans won't be turned off by the absurd and symbolic moments, but mainstream horror fans won't get it. This is not a slasher film, but all Hooper films get unfairly graded as such. He works with very esoteric and macabre stories that are not supposed to be realistic. They are old school horror movies with a more intelligent knowledge of evil and depravity. Hooper may have topped himself 2 years later with the similar film "The Mangler" which also starred Robert Englund, who is really having fun in both films. Big recommendation to fans of David Lynch or Jess Franco, whose sometimes producer Harry Allan Towers produced this film!

Tobe Hooper, may he rest in peace, had a well-filled career of hits and misses. The hits are widely considered as bona-fide masterpieces ("Texas Chainsaw Massacre", "Poltergeist", "Lifeforce"), while the misses are seen as total failures even by the most hardened horror fanatics ("Crocodile", "Mortuary", "Djinn"). Personally, I wouldn't dare to refer to Tobe's nineties movies as failures, but they are an acquired taste, for sure. "The Mangler" is such a pleasantly deranged mess, and this "Night Terrors" is even more bonkers!

This flick is a wildly incoherent hodgepodge of crazy half-processed ideas, extravagant characters, gratuitous sex, and even more gratuitous violence. Ravishing teenager Eugenie "Genie" Mattheson visits her archeologist father in Alexandria, Egypt, but quickly gets involved with the local jet set that throws wicked costume parties and orgies. The MC of these parties claims to be a direct descendant of none other than Marquis de Sade himself, and he also believes that Genie is the reincarnation of the Marquis' wife.

It's an intriguing enough plot, but the handling of it is overly hectic and unsatisfying. The film constantly bounces back and forth between the events in present day Egypt and flashbacks of a 18th century prison dungeon in which the Marquis himself is raving madly and yelling to a picture of his muse. It doesn't exactly help that Robert Englund, in a large dual role, gives a god-awful performance and that the gory highlights come too late in the film.

And yet, it doesn't matter how good or bad "Night Terrors" is. The most important thing you need to know is that the one and only Zoe Trilling stars as the female lead. Who? Trilling is one the most gorgeous girls to appear in horror movies during the late 80s and early 90s. She may not be the greatest actress of her generation, but she's unbelievably hot and sexy. "Night Terrors" and - of course - "Night of the Demons 2" were the high points of her career, but then she inexplicably vanished from acting. With a cherubic face and a dreamy body like hers, that decision hurts for almost 30 years already.

I don't know much about Tobe Hooper, or why he gets his name in the title, but maybe he shouldn't have bothered. As another commenter mentioned, there isn't really enough horror or erotica to bring in fans of either genre. The plot is incoherent, the Sade sequences are gratuitous, and most of the acting is so-so. Englund was doing his best with weak material, and Zoe Trilling has a really great bottom, but neither is enough to carry this film. This one's a tape-over. Grade: F