La Vallée de la Mort

I've been on the lookout for this obscure early 80's slasher since many moons, for the same old reason why I often track down films I don't know anything about … Because the poster/cover image here on the IMDb, showing a killer with a knife in the reflection of a little kid's glasses, looks tremendously cool. That's all. So, of course, in too many of these cases the films turn out to be big disappointments, but luckily "Death Valley" is a worthwhile little hidden gem. It's a modest and reasonably stylish slasher/thriller with a marvelous setting (why there aren't any more horror flicks taking place in Death Valley, California is beyond me), an admirably creepy atmosphere, likable characters (no hormone driven teenagers out camping this time), a handful of unexpected brutal killings and a surprisingly well-written screenplay (sometimes). The film begins with a father in New York explaining to his intelligent and eloquent young son Billy – that Ralphie kid from "A Christmas Story" with the big glasses – that he has to spend his vacation with his mother and her new lover down in a touristy cowboy village near Death Valley, California. Once there, and in between the difficult acceptance of new parent process of little Billy, he spots a vicious looking old car following them around. There's a serial killer on the loose in Death Valley and he/she just butchered three people in a motor home. Billy wanders around the area and finds the killer's necklace. From then onwards he's the killer's prime target. "Death Valley" distinguishes itself from the other contemporary slasher flicks because of its dramatic and identifiable sub plot of parental divorce and the children's slow process of accepting mummy/daddy's new life partner. Many (too many even?) sequences revolve on conversations between Billy and his mother, begging him to give the new boyfriend a proper chance. The identity of the killer isn't exactly kept secret and the "twist" near the end is very predictable as well, still director Dick Richards attempts to bring more depth and tension-building than we are used to see in early 80's horror movies. The handful of murders are, as said, fairly gruesome with some slit throats and a lovely axe in the chest moment. There's also a hilarious comical interlude when Billy has to remain at home with the babysitter. She's a corpulent eating machine who munches all of the kid's chocolate, crisps and ice cream.

Yep - I like this film. I am also happy to finally see a promotional photo for this film , thank you a lot IMDb! I have a copy of this film. I find this film a one-of-a-kind. I like it cause it's early 80s. And I LOVE what happens to the eat-too-much babysitter! LOL I never see this for rental at the video store - I had actually seen it on TV.... Not that this is a marvelous film , but I have definitely sat through more boring , supposed-to-scare-me films. Not exactly gore , not exactly a slasher - Hard to pinpoint this one exactly , but I'll call this a thriller - with a touch of mystery....with a completely 80s-style view. PEACE

A divorced mother, Sally (Catherine Hicks), her young son Billy (Peter Billingsley), and her new boyfriend Mike (Paul Le Mat) take a road trip through Arizona, stopping off at various tourist traps. While at a disused gold mine, Billy discovers an abandoned R.V., which he explores, unaware that the owners have been murdered by a serial killer who has been slashing travellers' throats for the past five years (and apparently cleaning up behind himself: he leaves the R.V. spotless). Inside the vehicle, Billy finds a frog-shaped medallion, which he pockets, unaware that it is a clue to the identity of the killer.

Directed by Dick Richards (producer of Tootsie), Death Valley is, for the most part, a forgettable horror/thriller that delivers very little in the way of suspense or genuine chills, Billy's perpetual peril failing to generate the intended tension. I found the kid thoroughly obnoxious and was longing for him to be bumped off; sadly, this doesn't happen. The early R.V. murders show some promise, Richards ticking both the gore and nudity boxes (a gashed throat and a smashing pair of breasts), and the later brutal slaying of a local sheriff (Wilford Brimley) with a pickaxe is both shocking and bloody, but the bulk of the film is extremely lacklustre, the biggest letdown being the death of Billy's gluttonous babysitter (Mary Steelsmith): she has her throat unconvincingly slashed with a joke shop knife (squeeze the handle to squirt fake blood) - I was at least hoping for her to be choked to death on that banana split!

The revelation that the antagonist has an equally psychotic twin is treated as a surprise, although it is clearly stated that murderous waiter Hal (Stephen McHattie) has a brother named Stu, so it's a given that he'll make an appearance at the end, just as Billy, Sally and Mike think that the horror is over. It's that predictable!

In DEATH VALLEY, Sally (Catherine Hicks) takes her son, Billy (Peter Billingsley) to Arizona to meet her new boyfriend, Mike (Paul Le Mat). Things get off to an awkward start, since Billy is having a hard time getting used to the idea of his parents' divorce. Of course, this is the least of their worries, due to a certain string of murders in the area, and the fact that Billy just happens to stumble upon one of the crime scenes.

Let the vacation from hell begin.

This is a solid entry from the golden age of slasher films. As such, it builds rather slowly, with more emphasis on the family troubles. This helps to make it more suspenseful when it really gets going. Plus, character development is an important ingredient, making us care more about these people.

Mr. Le Mat and Ms. Hicks have good chemistry together, and young Mr. Billingsley is one of the least annoying kids to ever appear in one of these movies. Also, Wilford Brimley is great as the Sheriff.

A mostly-forgotten gem that needs to be rediscovered...

Coming out during the influx of the slasher craze, "Death Valley" could be seen as one of those unlucky films that got lost in the crowd and was pushed aside with those lesser imitations. Unfortunately if that's the case it's undeserved (sadly no DVD release either), as it's a lot more accomplished than its rancid shockers. One thing though, it was one of those video cases that always drew me to its strikingly cool artwork.

Billy and his recently divorced mother leave New York for a vacation to California to meet up with her new boyfriend. For Billy it's hard seeing his mum with another man, but it's the less of his worries. As on their vacation to "Death Valley", Billy stumbles across an empty RV and picks up a necklace. Later they come across this RV again, but it was in an accident or so it seems. Unknowingly to them, there have been brutal murders in "Death Valley" and killer now has Billy in his sights.

"Death Valley" is like a second-rate Hitchcock-like thriller that decently grows on bone-rattling suspense, taking time to let the characters and circumstances unfold that when the threatening tic-tack-toe nature breaks out we're put in an act of alarm and desperation. It really puts the characters on the spot and breathing down an ominous air, the material doesn't do much to hide the killer's identity and the surprise twist is easy to figure out. The rural California locations do it wonders, as the secluded landscapes are harsh and vast with it being truly alienating --- nowhere to hide and help is a long way. Dick Richards directs with panache and vision, orchestrating the unhinged sounds (a suspenseful music score) and observatory imagery (moody camera angles and slow-motion) with the foreseeable one-track story. While slow-winding, as it's slowed up by passages involving family issues --- Billy accepting his mother's new boyfriend, but this does give it a grounded sincerity to the character's relationships and dynamics. These moments are broken up by the heighten tension and an odd nasty jolt that's well-timed by throwing you off with false bumps.

Performances are agreeable. Peter Billingsley (whose massive glasses are somewhat distracting) is likable as the know-all Billy and Catherine Hicks is simply delightful (although she does some questionable actions in the film's climax) as Billy's mother. Paul Le Mat is sturdy, but does look quite bemused more often. Wilford Brimley is hardy as the suspicious sheriff and Stephen McHattie is suitably random and menacing. There's also a minor part for Edward Herrmann at the beginning as Billy's father.

Nothing special, but a diverting, fine old-fashion thriller with the modern unpleasantness.