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A boy with telekinetic powers, and perhaps other psychic abilities as well as bowl-cut hair lives with his divorced father, a psychic researcher or something. The boy plays in his closet with a He-Man-like action figure, and a odd statuette he calls "Deceptor." His father hears a strange moan, makes an odd phone call to his research partner, and goes upstairs to the boy's room with a machete. He goes into the closet, vandalizes some things, and is in search of something. The machete moves by itself, and the father falls on it, decapitating himself.

The boy goes to live with his mother and her boyfriend. Meanwhile, a police detective who has sleeping problems has a reoccurring nightmare that is bothering him on the job, and is forced to see a shrink. More closet-related bizarre deaths occur. The detective befriends the boy, and the shrink helps him on the case.

The special effects are pretty uneven. The death scenes are fairly good. A pale grinning figure in the closet is pretty spooky. Dead people who reappear as zombies or as a demon appearing like them are pretty well done. The demon exerts its power by psychically dragging someone up a wall, and across a ceiling towards an out-of-control ceiling fan. The demon itself is pretty darn lame, however.

I thought this movie was that one with the little boy who lost his father and featured a weird puppet, but that one was Making Contact I think. I am sure I saw this film back in the day, but other than Cameron asking if he could play with the doll and a few other scenes my mind was drawing a blank as I watched it recently. It was not too bad, the problem is that it has moments where it is genuinely creepy and totally a R rated horror; however, too many times it devolves into a rather tame film that spends an awful lot of time introducing new characters. Seriously, I was having a hard time keeping up at first!

The story, Cameron is a special boy whose father trained to use numerous psychic and telekinetic powers. Unfortunately, he trained his son too good and it costs the father his life. Cameron goes to leave with his mother and her boyfriend and then flashes to a cop who I thought was the boyfriend, but isn't, the cop is sent to a shrink who I thought was the mom which is how things get interconnected, but no, she is a different character, boyfriend killed and here comes a brother! Meanwhile, a demon begins to kill people and there are some really cool effects and it all boils down to an accidental demon summoning!

The cast is pretty good, though no one I recognize other than Tab Hunter as the father. Still, they seemed to know what they were doing, my guess I probably have seen them before in other horror films. They had that horror film vibe to them. The effects are good, but not all that many, too often the film is just the cop and kid bonding, which makes no sense seeing as how the two have no real connection before the death of the actor boyfriend.

It had its moments and was interesting to watch, I will say it is better than that Making Contact film. That one had the lamest endings ever featuring killer burgers and Vader. This one's climatic battle could have been a bit better too. The demon appears to be a hairless cat and since it scratches and knocks things over that is probably what it is.

I enjoyed the plot of this movie. Certainly, monster in the closet is not an original idea, but they put their own spin on it. Sometimes, old plots are the best plots. I don't want this to be a spoiler, so I won't reveal too much.

This movie is about a boy with telekinetic powers. From early in the movie, we know there is something evil in his closet. The plot builds up throughout the movie and comes together nice and tight at the end. This is not some movie with a bunch of weird supernatural stuff that have nothing to do with each other, like Friday 13th part 7. This one all comes together.

My favourite scene is the one with the ceiling fan. Very exciting, though I don't see how a mere ceiling fan is cause for that much alarm. Well, thats what I love about B-movies. Some people just don't get it. I gave this 7 out of 10. It is a good horror B-movie. Not a movie for harsh critics though. Its good fun, very imaginative, but some would think its pretty stupid. If you're one of those people who hate everything, don't watch this. If you like B-movies and have a good imagination, than this, like so many films I recommend, is for you.

As 80's horror flicks go Cameron's Closet is much better than most. The acting is decent, the effects are quite good and the death scenes are well shot. What more can you ask for? The monster is quite cheesy and you don't get to see much of him, but it somehow works. There's a few nice death scenes which are actually more gory than a lot of 80's horror flicks. I do think things started to slip a bit towards the end, and the ending itself wasn't too amazing.

Cameron's Closet is by no means an essential watch for horror fans, but if you come across a cheap copy you can't go wrong. It's decent entertainment for one night.

My review was written in April 1989 after a Midtown Manhattan screening.

"Cameron's Closet" is an ambitious but very disappointing horror film. Pic arrived tardily in Manhattan theaters months after its poster went up in subway displays, just in time for its appearance in video stores.

Attempt at a minor league "Exorcist" on a puny budget is a mistake. Levitation and other effects are merely okay and the pic lacks the scope of a horror epic. Gary ("The Howling") Brandner merely has fashioned a convoluted tale of a monster in the closet of little boy Cameron (Scott Curtis).

The kid has been experimented upon (a la Michael Powell's "Peeping Tom") by his dad Tab Hunter, combining psychokinesis with demonology to unleash a monster (a demon worshipped by the Mayans, no less).

Hunter exits early, killed by the demon, and mains tory psychically (and unconvincingly) links Cameon with the police detective (Cotter smith) assigned coincidentally o the serial murder caused by the hellish critter. Smith's real-life mate, Mel Harris of tv's "thirtysomething", is cast as a psychiatrist treating both Curtis and Smith (!), latter suffering from blackouts caused by the demon.

Not helped by flat lighting of interiors and dullish Armand Mastroianni direction, pic plods to several confrontations with the monster, poorly executed by Carlo Rambaldi to look like Batman wearing his cowl. An extraneous near-incest scene is pointlessly thrown in near the end like an audience wakeup call.

Harris adds plenty of class to the proceedings, while Smith is bland and little Curti merely competent. Chuck McCann scores in a non-comedic role as a boozing ex-scientist.