Sorority House Massacre II

(*1/2 out of *****) I gotta admit -- it was tough giving this one a low score simply for the base reason that viewers are treated to an absolute cavalcade of bodacious babes in the skimpiest of lingerie, and every single one of them has her own topless scene to boot. But, I gotta be true to myself and rate this according to how it represents the horror/slasher genre, and, unfortunately, it's represented pretty poorly with this derivative junk. This was released the same year as Wynorski's Hard To Die, and both movies have some of the same actors and use flashbacks from the original Slumber Party Massacre rather than the first SHM (don't ask me why.) The plots are also nearly identical, right down to the ho-hum demon posession that's thrown in for laughs. Orville Ketchum also repeats the same role he played in Hard To Die. I don't know if his character is supposed to provide comic relief or what, but, under Wynorski's terrible direction (as in Hard To Die), he gets real tiresome real fast. Overall, this is a poorly-written, highly exploitative, and frustratingly tedious mess, but -- damn me for being a sexist male -- them girls is hot!

HIGHLIGHT: Not to beat this thing into the ground, but I honestly don't think this flick goes five minutes without a gratuitous T&A shot (or two). I need to get out more. ...

The story of this one involves 4 hot students moving into a new sorority house, that was once the site of a multiple murder. As well, the home features a truly creepy, raw meat gnashing neighbor. Anyways, at about 20 min. into Sorority House Massacre II I noticed an odd thing. The flashbacks we were being shown were from Slumber Party Massacre. This seemed odd to me. I mean the film has nothing to do with Sorority House Massacre 1, yet uses footage from Slumber Party Massacre. Doesn't this make it Slumber Party Massacre IV? Oh well, when you start looking for who-dun-it campus slashers to make sense, you are getting yourself stuck in a vortex of puzzles more mysterious then the ingredients of Col. Sanders secret blend of herbs and spices. Back to the movie; there is a good enough story, tongue in cheek style, and a decent enough amount of T&A to keep any true 80's cheesy horror filmster happy. Watch for adult film's Savannah to show up in her attempt to break into mainstream Hollywood film making. That alone helped me decide to give it a 7 1/2 for 10! Now go out and take on the day!

I liked and enjoyed "Sorority House Massacre II" because it goes directly to the point since minute 0 of running time.

The movie's opening credits are cool enough. The music in the style of "Phantom Of The Opera" and the orange bright letters are indication of something. The movie follows the bright tone of the opening credits until the end.

For about 90 minutes we have hot, and I mean HOT women in skimpy lingerie running around the house and some bar while escaping from a possessed butcher. That's all you have to know.

"Sorority House Massacre" is an entertaining 80's flick but it isn't for everyone who is into the Slasher genre. There is minimal gore, violence, or even suspense. True, the House is creepy enough but mainly because of the decent cinematography and correct use of lightning and thunders. It's also true that this movie fits better in the cheesy category because there isn't room for logic or common sense.

So I would only recommend this movie for a teenager male audience who will be cheering our hot heroines anytime they run or scream.

This is sexy material in the Slasher genre. Nothing more or less.

Jim Wynorski created a decent cheesefest with lots of hot women. The man truly knows the business.

Gail Harris and Melissa Moore are excellent. They are truly beautiful and had some skills to become scream queens. Too bad it didn't happen.

Pick up truck. Large breasted girls in terrible 80s clothes. Dilapidated mansion. The opening scene looks like The Beverly Hillbillies crossed with the Addams Family, dragged kicking and screaming into 1980s, with a cast of large-breasted female cyphers jiggling for the camera in an old mansion, before flashbacks of a driller killer begin.

This will either be goofball fun, or mind numbing. Sadly, it is mostly a mixed bag.

Newspaper headlines try to fill in the viewers to the history of the house in this story, but Elvis Lives! headline was moronic, and turns the entire scene into an unfunny joke. When a Satanic serial killer in plaid rears his bloated, flabby face near the house on a rainy night, the girls strip to their undies and consult a Ouija board for help.

Lightning flashes are lifted from the title scene from Gilligan's Island!

At one point, it takes the killer about five minutes just to walk across a two lane street while stalking the girls. It's pouring down with rain when he begins walking, but by the time he gets across the street and at the house, it has stopped raining. The film's pacing is as slow as the killer's walk, because it takes forever for anything to happen.

Linda (played by short little Robyn/ Gail Harris) is my favourite of the lot, but there are no decent nude scenes or sex scenes. It seems more like a PG-rated lingerie shoot than a slasher flick for the first 30 minutes, then some mostly mild violence is brought into the mix, as the girls are stalked (very slowly) by Captain Happy in his plaid overalls, throughout this old mansion.

This one-act story stretched out to 77 minutes basically climaxes about 60 minutes in, and then it falls back on the undying killer cliché, before resorting to the demonic possession cliché, in a surprisingly blood-drenched ending. Of which, there are no less than FOUR endings to this!

Five sorority sisters move into a big new mansion (Isn't this the same place Fred Olen Ray usually films his movies?) and are menaced by the fat, crater-faced, zombie-like next door neighbor "Orville Ketchum" (i.e. Peter Spellos). After lots of nonsense that exists just to fill time (and a pointless subplot starring two cops) someone in the group starts killing everyone off with a hook. For your money you get two shower scenes, three clothes-changing scenes, a bathtub full of blood, a foot in a bear trap, a OUIJA board, a possession, a knife stuck in a neck, a "spank" room, a man eating a sandwich made of raw meat, flashbacks featuring footage from SLUMBER PARTY MASSACRE, the slasher scene from Hollywood BOULEVARD seen on a TV set, a trip to a strip club where deceased porn star Savannah dances and much more. It's quite the little B-movie package we got going on here.

Sure, the acting's not Oscar caliber (though the roles ARE played with enthusiasm, especially by Gail Harris *love her accent, by the way*) and it's totally clichéd, but it's actually a pretty fun and extremely entertaining little B slasher if you like these kind of things. Jim Wynorski never aims high with any of his films, but the fact not one moment in this film is played seriously makes it emerge as a sort-of parody. (If you loved this, you'll also love HARD TO DIE, by the way.)