Boobirt Stylish but barely mediocre overall

Bardlerx Strictly average movie

StunnaKrypto Self-important, over-dramatic, uninspired.

SnoReptilePlenty Memorable, crazy movie

callanvass Courtney, the younger sister of the survivor from the first movie is now a mature adult, but is suffering from major issues of her own. Her sister is in a mental institution and Courtney keeps having vivid hallucinations about a wannabe rocker with a drill shaped like a guitar. Courtney convinces her Mom to go stay with her friends for a Slumber Party, but her friends get killed off by the killer she sees in her dreams. Is Courtney going crazy? Or is the killer actually real. This is entertaining cheese of the highest degree. It is NOT a good movie, it's terrible, but that's the point! I had a blast with this movie and I'm not afraid to admit it. This is purportedly a sequel, but it doesn't feel like it. The only connection is Courtney and her sister. I'm a guy that hated the first movie and the third sequel, but I love this one. It does a great job of making you wonder if it's reality or all in Courtney's head. I also enjoyed all the horror homages! Sally Burns is a homage to Marilyn Burns of Texas Chainsaw Massacre. Courtney & Mrs. Bates (homage to Psycho) We even get Officer Krueger & Voorhies! How cool is that? They even changed the neighbors from the original to "The Craven's" There is some decent psychological stuff here from the killer. It tried to be more than just a cheesy slasher, while keeping the cheese level delightfully high. I appreciated that. This is also filled with everything you love about 80's horror movies! It's filled with gore, nudity, silliness, and hot chicks. And, of course, the dated dialog! I loved it. Gorehounds will be pleased. We get some gory drill deaths, a handburger (No. That's not a typo!) lots of blood and a lot of zitpuss! (yuck) Crystal Bernard makes for a likable lead. She's easy on the eyes and gives a good performance. I liked her a lot. I liked Kimberly McArthur as Amy, too. Why didn't she survive? She was credible and sympathetic. Atanas Ilitch is a hoot as the Driller Killer! This guy was clearly having a blast in his role. He has some great one-liners and I cracked up several times from his performance. "Rock and Roll never dies baby!" Juliette Cummins is one of my favorite horror hotties! Who cares about her performance. In all seriousness, she did fine. Joel Hoffman is one of the most annoying horror characters ever! He was awful as T.J and I wanted to shove my fist down his throat to shut up that annoying voice of his. The ending is actually well done, even if it's confusing. It leaves it up to viewer interpretation. I enjoyed myself thoroughly! I'm a lover of cheesy horror and this one is near the top of my list. How on earth does the original have a higher rating than this movie? I'd rather have my nuts clamped than endure the first and third movie, but I'll watch this one again for sure. Avoid the first and third like the plague! Buy a few beers and have a ball with this bad boy. 5.5/10

Coventry It's been eight years since I watched the original "Slumber Party Massacre" and I must have seen another couple of hundred worthless slasher movies in between then and now, so I can't really remember a whole lot about it, except that it was decent horror from the Roger Corman stable; written and directed by feminist ladies. The opening sequences of this sequel immediately somewhat refreshed my memory, though, as we start with a compilation of grisly images of the original during a nightmare flashback and the revelation that the lead girl is the younger sister of the soul surviving heroine. All ready and set for a mindlessly entertaining slasher sequel you'd think, right? Wrong! Incomprehensibly enough, writer/director Deborah Brock totally messed up the easy success formula and delivered one of the most irritating, retarded and pointless horror movies of the 1980's. Instead of visiting her older sister in the asylum, Courtney understandably prefers to spend her birthday weekend with the fellow members of her all-girls pop-rock band at a remote condo. And you know, of course, the first thing a bunch of girls do when they're all alone: dance, pour cheap champagne over each other and take off the bras! Then the insufferable prankster boyfriends show up and one girl struggles with a fiendish facial pimple. But the one major and unforgivable blunder of the film is the absence of - OR – the absurd persona of the killer. I specifically emphasize the word "or" because it's debatable whether the killer is for real or only existing in Courtney's troubled little mind. For nearly three quarters of the running time, the only "horror" situations occur in Courtney's imagination. She sees blood pouring out of the bathtub, severed hands in sandwiches, dead chickens attacking from inside the refrigerator (I kid you not) and an Elvis Presley type of maniac with a drilling tool attached to his already ridiculous guitar. Then, all of a sudden, he actually does step into the room and starts killing off Courtney's friends. If he's real, where did he suddenly come from and why? If he's hallucinated, why does he perform stupid dance rituals and sings lousy songs? Whatever he is, he simultaneously is the most irritating and the least menacing killer of the entire decade. The few good gory murders and above average make-up effects can't rescue this film from sheer idiocy. For some incomprehensible reason, the prettiest (and bustiest) girl of the bunch always keeps her clothes on, which is weird because she – Kimberly McArthur – apparently was a former Playboy Playmate of the Month. Doesn't this title imply guaranteed boobs? I wouldn't go as far to label "Slumber Party Massacre II" the poorest slasher of the eighties, since there's so much irredeemably crap out there ("Appointment with Fear", "Blood Lake", The Stay Awake" …"), but it's definitely bottom 20.

idiotboy So the original movie had a killer who escaped from a mental hospital and teleported into a phone-repair-woman's van, then preceded to kill -everyone- he saw. He wasn't completely insane, as he went to great lengths to hide every one of his victims, but there was so little apparent reason behind his motives that I actually wanted to watch to the end to find out the answer to my "wtf?" But this... this 'sequel'.. 5 years later and following the youngest of the original movie's survivors. She has her nightmares still about it, but the original killer is inexplicably replaced with the rock&roll cowboy with a totally insane enormous guitar drill. I can only assume it's a crossover of her own guitar-playing drill-massacre hallucinatory state of mind that explains this. But whatever.. That doesn't let them off the singing psycho.It all started reasonably enough. Flashbacks to the first movie to explain her state of mind, an extended introduction to all the lame characters and their setting. The oh so unexpected "Crying Wolf" to the police, etc.. And after not getting very far up the hill in the first place, it quite successfully turned right around and rolled straight back down again.OK yes, and the chase scene at the end.. The incongruity of him appearing in front of them at every point up until then mixing with his needing their blood-trail to find them was slightly odd... That was perhaps an irrelevant issue to raise when it came to the very end however... It seemed to try to make a little sense of the events, then pull that apart until it stops explaining a damned thing.I like a good, weird film. I really do! This was just wrong, though. It's a shame.. I nearly thought this was going to be fun. Bleh

udar55 Courtney, the younger sister of the survivor from the first film, suffers from nightmares about the incident. How does she relieve this stress? She and the other members of her female rock group go to a condo for the weekend to play music and have fun with their boyfriends! But her recurring dreams of a leather clad driller killer sporting a electric guitar drill (!) start to mess up the party, especially when the killer enters the real world and kills everyone. I am damn serious when I say that I think this film is one of the best low budget films to come out in the 80s. This movie has it all. It is funny, gory, bizarre (a raw chicken attack; the zit scene), features good acting, has a unique location and stars Crystal Bernard! There is even a musical murder number! The real scene stealers are Joel Hoffman as TJ (doing Spicolli meets Chrisitan Slater) and Atanas Ilitch as the Driller Killer (looking like a cross between Elvis, Corey Haim and Andrew "Dice" Clay). Keeping with Concorde tradition, this entry is also helmed by a woman, Deborah Brock. Most surprising of all is Playboy playmate Kimberly McArthur keeps her clothes on the entire movie. Definitely one of the top 5 films released by Roger Corman's Concorde label.