Surprisingly entertaining tongue-in-cheek little horror flick of the mid-90's that is undeservedly obscure and unloved. The film has a relatively original premise – with a few identifiable moments of comedy – about a wealthy grandmother who's offered the chance to gain immortality by a mysterious hermit who shows up at her ; under the condition that she makes peace with her family on Thanksgiving Day. That's easier said than done, however, as her family is a collection of greedy vultures and sleaze scumbags that cannot wait for granny to die so that they can finally sell the parental house and inherit the family fortune. Only the geeky but obviously stunningly beautiful granddaughter Kelly genuinely cares for Granny with all her heart. Granny ignores the condition, drinks the potion and dies at the spot. The family is very happy, of course, especially since they clumsily altered the testament themselves, but granny soon after returns as a vengeful and bloodthirsty demon. The grotesque death sequences benefit from goody gruesome make-up effects (one woman is eaten by her fur coat, another one has his penis bitten off, etc
) and there are quite a lot of tasteless and blackly comical gags on taboo topics like incest. The final act of the film becomes quite ridiculous; especially when all the massacred family members return as demons as well to complete their Thanksgiving diner. The climax battle also definitely outstays its welcome, but hey, certain little flaws are easy to forgive. Last but not least, there's some fantastically gratuitous and more than welcome nudity, provided by the extremely hot female starlets Shannon Whirry (a former soft core actress) and the voluptuous Heather Parkhurst (a former bikini advertisement model).
