Good God, have I fallen into an alternate universe? I can't believe the comments I'm reading about this flick. All I can do is imagine that a bunch of impressionable horror geeks, the type that saw this at a drive-in in the eighties, where shocked by the ending of this supposed "masterpiece." SLEEPAWAY CAMP manages to be both derivative and annoying. It's patterned after already derivative body count pictures like Friday THE 13TH. It copies the whole setup, actually. But it's severely hamstrung by a cast that looks like volunteers from a junior high drama class. I mean, these kids are bad. And the majority of the adults in this sorry excuse for a horror film are just as bad.
"Scream Queen" Felissa Rose, who somehow made a career from her catatonic performance here, looks like a deer caught in a searchlight. She is given little to do besides stare blankly into the camera, which is hilarious in most instances, as this look is supposed be menacing. At least, that's what I assume.
The only thing creepy about this picture was the undercurrent of child obsessed homoerotica (if you can get past the fact that EVERY male, from 10 to 60, appears obsessed with forging some kind of abusive sexual relationship with an underage kid). It's easy to dismiss all the young, shirtless boys running about - or wearing skin tight short-shorts - as a sign of the times. But the killer's motivation, a gender identity issue somehow motivated by her father's homosexuality, was a bit much...especially when it crescendos in a "shocking climax" of underage, full frontal nudity.
I've got to give this picture a couple points for its death sequences, but you'd expect that of a slasher film. Believe me, that's no recommendation.
"Scream Queen" Felissa Rose, who somehow made a career from her catatonic performance here, looks like a deer caught in a searchlight. She is given little to do besides stare blankly into the camera, which is hilarious in most instances, as this look is supposed be menacing. At least, that's what I assume.
The only thing creepy about this picture was the undercurrent of child obsessed homoerotica (if you can get past the fact that EVERY male, from 10 to 60, appears obsessed with forging some kind of abusive sexual relationship with an underage kid). It's easy to dismiss all the young, shirtless boys running about - or wearing skin tight short-shorts - as a sign of the times. But the killer's motivation, a gender identity issue somehow motivated by her father's homosexuality, was a bit much...especially when it crescendos in a "shocking climax" of underage, full frontal nudity.
I've got to give this picture a couple points for its death sequences, but you'd expect that of a slasher film. Believe me, that's no recommendation.