Witchouse 3: Demon Fire

Three mates.. two trainee witches and the other one the victim of an abusive boyfriend, hold a séance late at night. But they get more than they bargained for..

Obvious low-budget shocker with nothing to recommend it. Very confused screenplay that fails to reach a conclusive ending, and some of the lamest killings on record. Takes a very long time to get anywhere, and believe me.. it ain't worth it. A five second shower scene and Brinke Stevens in a Halloween costume are about the only interesting parts. And this is the third in the series? Gee, I can hardly imagine how much fun the others are.. 2/10

Take a handful of past-their-prime scream queens, some dreadful joke-shop make up, and a bargain-bin costume from the local fancy-dress shop, throw it all together with a messy script packed with magical mumbo-jumbo, and—hey presto!—you've got Witch House 3: Demon Fire!

Tanya Dempsey plays Annie, a young woman who leaves her abusive boyfriend to go and stay with her two best friends, documentary makers Stevie (Debbie Rochon) and Rose (Tina Krause). After an evening of supping wine in the hot-tub, the three women decide to dabble in a bit of black magic as part of Stevie's latest project, an in-depth expose on contemporary witchcraft. No prizes for guessing that this isn't a great idea!

At first this film looks like it might be a reasonably fun piece of trash; it gets its first hot-tub scene in fairly smartish (never a bad thing), follows that up with an enjoyably hokey magic ritual, and then delivers a welcome shower scene from buxom Krause. The fun stops and the tedium starts, however, once director J.R. Bookwalter tries to introduce his poorly developed plot, which ultimately proves to be nothing more than a weak tale of revenge into which a few supernatural elements have been clumsily shoehorned in order to justify the use of the Witch House monicker.

Shot on video feature. OK acting. OK script. Alright camera work. So-so directing. Not horrible by any means. Nothing note worthy either. Blah. I always enjoy seeing Brinke Stevens, but her horror make up sucked. If they had a bigger budget there might be something there, they didn't use whatever budget they had in a creative enough way or maybe they should make fewer of these movies (Full Moon/Tempe) and put 3 of the movies budgets together and make one good one. Just a thought.

Two girlfriends are interested in witchcraft, so one night after their third girlfriend shows up with a bruised eye courtesy of her boyfriend, they hold a mock satanic ritual. Something goes wrong and they wind up conjuring up a 300 year dead witch named Lillith (played by scream queen Brinke Stevens). I've not seen the previous two Witchcraft films so I can't vouche if this one is a step-up or a let down (I really hope its the latter and not the former) compared to those, but I can still judge the film on it's own merits. Nothing really happens until the last half hour or so and when it does it relies on a ridiculous plot twist that took me out of the movie. It DID make me want to see some of the better films that Tina has been in, but not much else.

Eye Candy: Tina Krause gets topless in a shower scene

My Grade: D+

Aside the boobfest, this is a Witchcraft-movie.

Has nothing to do with the previous Witchouse films aside the namedrop for the demon/witch, from which it's still the best, because it has a script that went through the basic checkings, and simply fits the tone and quality of the Witchcraft-movies, however low standard that means. There is a reason why that franchise reached 12 installments. I don't know what that reason is, but this definitely catched the same wibes.