Massacre au camp d'été 3

Having seen and loved the first two, I don't really know why it took me so long to finally watch this one. Man, I'm glad I did. Teenage Wasteland is every bit as good as it its predecessors and I laughed all the way through it. Here are a few of the film's highlights:

1.) Death by garbage truck 2.) Death by Lawnmower 3.) Death by flag-pole 4.) Arms ripped off, via Jeep.

The list goes on and on. Angela's one-liners are better than ever and it stays in the same vein as part two. Pamela Springsteen does another good job and they left room for a sequal, which, rumor has it, is in the works. Check it out.

im gonna keep it short and simple Sleepaway Camp 3 Teenage Wasteland is a great horror movie. it's not scary at all nor his the whole trilogy. but Pamela Springsteen aka Angela is just so great, the kills are original and she is just too funny, once again you will find your self hoping she kills everyone. all i will say is if you can find the Sleepaway camp trilogy rent them. part 2 and 3 are the best. long live Angela i give Sleepaway Camp 3 8/10

The first movie in this series is the one with the twist, that made it a cult hit. I thought I watched the second one recently but must have skipped it so I'll have to watch it soon. This one is ok, but still filled with bad acting and nothing to set it aside from any other slasher.

Fairly early in the film, our lovable murderess asks, "Why did I think this year would be any different?" And this unlocks why part 3 still works: gone is the chipper camp counselor and her hopes of making good clean friends. Now, returning incognito as a camper, she realizes the world is a terrible terrible place filled with terrible terrible people. Round 3 of the chaos, and she picks up her axe with the same sigh and groan you might hear from a daughter assigned to "wash the dishes, make your bed, clean the toilets, and take out the trash." Why can't she find people who deserve to live for once?

That's not to say Sleepaway Camp 3 has lost its sense of humor. Far from it. It delights in exploiting a silly trust building exercise: Angela gets to tie up and lead her blindfolded partner through the woods. "You do drugs?" Angela quizzes her buddy. To which the girl replies, "Doesn't everyone?" Like the good girl-scout she is, Angie leads this poor misguided soul to miraculous deliverance, and I say miraculous because of how far fetched the murder is (but it's still a treat to watch.) Angela, herself, still has her sly wisecracks and all-too-honest answers to questions (questions like "where'd you learn to chop wood like that?"), only the delivery has changed from cheerful optimism to "why me?" (although she does sing the Happy Camper song over one of the murders.)

And this time she gets to play with more colorful, over the top, (read: annoying) fodder! We have a perverted old man, lazy hypocrite, a rapper, a rich snob, a dufus, a—why I am even bothering? Never mind, them. Angie'll get to them sooner or later (hurry up on the rapper … please, God, hurry up.) The group of campers split up into 3 smaller groups, and our heroine dispatches each sub-group one at a time and then shows up to the next group like a lost puppy, "I was told to switch with someone from this group" and the fun starts again.

Unlike most slashers, the kills largely take place in broad daylight giving the whole scenario a matter-of-fact quality that I liked. This *is* Angela's day job, after all. She's not Jason or Freddy – the girl has to sleep sometime. Besides, I like the idea of her moonlighting as a jazz musician or a dance instructor or a cop with Stendhal Syndrome or something.

Once again the series misses a number of opportunities to really rip into the genre's shortcomings (like poking fun at the gore obsession.) But the film's unwillingness to do anything significant with Barney (father of Sean in the previous film) bothered me the most. Here was a chance to actually build up a sympathetic character – someone we'd actually root for to stop Angela. Or perhaps even build him up as a character we really despise who could actually threaten Angela (early in the film he's asked what he would do if he came across Angela Baker. Without hesitation he answers, "I'd kill her.") War of the killers? Who do we root for – the wickedly fun Angela, or a revenge-driven father? This would take Sleepaway Camp into entirely new territory, allowing it to stand apart from the existing entries. But, nope, Barney exists as another victim for Angela, and after a brief unsatisfactory confrontation it's a moot point.

Like it's predecessor, SC3: Teenage Wasteland never hits the grand slam it should. But, what the hell, I love it anyway.

As a kid I remember being so utterly excited to see sleepaway camp 2 and 3. I remember making my dad take me to the video store the day they were released. Now at 41 it's nice to see these guilty pleasures finally getting the attention they deserve. Although I've grown to love the original campfest the best. The sequels hold a special place in my black heart 3 is the less good of the 2 but still registers Angela Baker played by the awesome Pamela Springsteen as one of the forgotten movie maniacs. This time around she's infiltrated a group of teens on their way to the camp she wreaked havoc on before. They are doing an outreach program pairing inner city kids with rich ones. Melanie's sister Tracy Griffith stars as our heroine of sorts. The movie is fun with some great kills and leaves an opening for a continued franchise that sadly never continued. They did however do a fourth film decades later with the original Angela the amazing Felissa Rose.

7/10