Definitely the kind of movie that is better when watched with a group of like-minded and sarcastic friends, Night of the Demons is a hokey, low budget zombie romp that's low on the blood and high on the cheese. Sadly, and I'm sure many will disagree with me, it's kind of a stinky cheese, not the kind you want to eat.
Starring the always naked Linnea Quigley, Demons is straight forward in it's story - dopey teenagers spend the night at the "old haunted house" and one by one become possessed by the demons that inhabit the place. Possession involves pointy teeth, grimy, gross skin and a deep death metal voice devoted almost entirely to witty one liners. The cast is made up of a jock, a punk rocker (I think that's what he's supposed to be - hard to say as his mullet conflicts with his circle A shirt), a goody two shoes chick, a black guy (who breaks tradition and manages not to be the first killed), a goth chick and a slutty Asian chick. The acting is atrocious, the dialogue dim-witted and the action slow until the last 20 minutes or so.
Those twenty minutes are inspired (read: "rip off") by both Demons and Evil Dead 2, but much less fun and much less gory. Yeah, we get a severed arm, a decent eyeball gouging and some general bloodletting, but it's not nearly enough to justify investing much time into this. Though I'll say this - there's this scene where Linnea Quigley manages to make her lipstick disappear into her boob and I really can't figure out how they did it. Must have been demons.
Scores right square in the middle of "meh".
- Complaint Department