Nightmare Sisters

OK, this is a harmless enough movie I guess, but it was one that really helped do in the horror genre by initiating the whole "scream queen" phenomenon where actresses of very dubious talent (Quigley, Stevens, and Bauer) and directors of extremely limited skill (Decouteau, Jim Wynorski, and Fred Olen Ray) started churning out no-budget "horror" movies that were little more than Playboy videos of attractive woman cavorting around in the nude for most of the running time. Of course, sex and nudity have long been an ingredient in horror movies, but they are not the ONLY ingredient. It's pretty cynical to paper over a total lack of talent and production values by cramming in as much T and A as possible and then try to sell it to supposedly maladjusted horror fans who, of course, can't get a date with real women so are going to spend Friday nights renting this crap.

And after doing their part to bring down the horror genre, these same filmmakers apparently decided (perhaps rightly so)that sci-fi fans were even more pathetic, and thus they came up "sci-fi erotica" like "Femalien" and "Emmanuelle in Space" (which even Jaqueline Lovell and Krista Allen couldn't make suck any less). Then there are the "erotic thrillers", but the less said about them the better. All of which begs the question--if the only thing you're really looking for in a movie is sex and nudity, why not just rent an actual porno?

Nightmare Sisters isn't bursting with snazzy camerawork or sparkling dialogue, but the actors seem committed and go for broke. It's fairly amusing actually.

Linnea Quigley, Michelle Bauer, and Brinke Stevens play three college nerds who end up getting possessed by a wicked sex demon and turn into deadly vixens, seducing and killing a bunch of eligible guys.

It's stupid. It's SO stupid. But it's way more fun than you'd think it would be. There's not a lot of style and it was obviously shot with a super small budget ($40,000? Wow!), but the creators know how to keep us entertained and interested throughout.

Nightmare Sisters won't be for your more stuffy or pretentious friends, but it'll make for a great drunken party movie or a late night slice of cheese.

Nightmare Sisters was obviously cobbled together with a little spit and a prayer, but the three leads seem to be having the time of their lives playing both the dorky and sexy sides of each of their characters.

All you really need to know about the story is that there are three nerdy sorority sisters who end up summoning a demon who turns them into sexpots with a literal hunger for boys.

The film is shot without much style with several scenes covered in only master shots, but it somehow works thanks to a charmingly goofy script and campy turns by all the actresses.

"Nightmare Sisters" is a harmless, enjoyable b-movie which is more sex comedy than horror. I don't think it's even intended to be scary, and there is very little violence, but a lot of nudity and humour.

The movie gets off to a shaky start with an obviously Caucasian man playing an Indian fortune teller, and doing the worst Indian accent since Peter Sellers. Why would a fortune teller be Indian, anyway? Somehow the crystal ball gets possessed, and then finds its way into the hands of three dorky sorority sisters.

These three are played by the holy trinity of b-movie scream queens, Linnea Quigley, Michelle Bauer and Brinke Stevens. They begin the movie as stereotypically unattractive college co-eds. Brinke has borrowed Jeffrey Dahmer's glasses, Michelle Bauer is dressed up to look fat, and Linnea Quigley is wearing false buck teeth which actually only accentuate her beauty. Detractors might claim that we're only fans of Quigley, Stevens and Bauer because they're hot and get naked. This movie, along with most of their movies, showcases the charisma and talent they actually brought to the screen. Their portrayals here are funny and likable.

Their nerdy male counterparts come over for a party and the girls are possessed when they use the crystal ball in a séance (don't seances require Ouija boards?) At first the girls turn sexy - and semi naked - but then they get a touch demonic, and a hilarious exorcist arrives to save the day.

David DeCoteau seems to me to be a rarity among b-film makers. Going by any of his recent efforts, a strong case could be made that he is the worst filmmaker who ever lived. However, watching his '80s films like this one, one realises that he actually had some degree of know-how when he started out. I mean, obviously this isn't Citizen Kane, but it's actually pretty good. Now, his movies are just excuses to indulge in his tighty whitie fetish. Who keeps paying him to make movies? Who keeps watching them?

Ditzy sorority nerds have a seance with some college boys and end up getting possessed by a succubus who turns them into sex-loving sirens hungry for men and possibly souls.There's not a lot of meat to this story or the characters that inhabit it, but it gets to the point quickly and doesn't overstay its welcome for too long. It's shot in a very bland, workmanlike way, but the script has some amusing moments and the actors appear to be having a good time.