Herschell Gordon Lewis splatterfests are always good for some genuine chuckles, although in order to get to the good stuff here, one has to sit through quite a bit of padding. And that's saying something, since this only runs 72 minutes long as it is. The gore is deliciously tacky and plentiful when it appears, and there are some brilliant touches. To start with, the movie is opened with the surrealism of two Styrofoam wig heads having a conversation about the upcoming plot - after which, one of them gets stabbed. Too bad most of the movie isn't that inspired. At the very least, much like other HGL efforts from this era, there's a lot of entertainment to be had with the antagonists, as demented a pair as you'll ever see.
Elizabeth Davis stars as Mrs. Pringle, a dotty old woman who specializes in making realistic wigs. Just how does she craft these things? Let's just say that it involves luring young women to her place of business, under the pretense of offering them room for rent, and then ushering them into her back room, where they're promptly introduced to her drooling idiot son Rodney (Chris Martell), who's quite handy with knives. A college coed named Kathy (Gretchen Wells), an obsessive wannabe Nancy Drew, notes the amount of her peers disappearing, and makes a nuisance of herself playing amateur detective.
Were it not for Davis and Martell, this wouldn't be that enjoyable. They just play their parts for everything that they're worth. Davis is especially hysterical. The rest of the acting is pretty much what you'd expect from anything Lewis directed. (Look for Ray Sager in a bit part; he went on to play the title role in Lewis's "The Wizard of Gore".) Still, some of the padding is amusing, especially when Kathy and pals dance about while about enjoying some KFC. While this doesn't reach the lunatic heights of "Blood Feast", "Two Thousand Maniacs!", or even "The Gore Gore Girls", "The Gruesome Twosome" is still an okay watch for people who favour the trashy and silly B flicks of decades past. Sometimes you can't ask for more.
Isn't that right, Napoleon?
Six out of 10.
Elizabeth Davis stars as Mrs. Pringle, a dotty old woman who specializes in making realistic wigs. Just how does she craft these things? Let's just say that it involves luring young women to her place of business, under the pretense of offering them room for rent, and then ushering them into her back room, where they're promptly introduced to her drooling idiot son Rodney (Chris Martell), who's quite handy with knives. A college coed named Kathy (Gretchen Wells), an obsessive wannabe Nancy Drew, notes the amount of her peers disappearing, and makes a nuisance of herself playing amateur detective.
Were it not for Davis and Martell, this wouldn't be that enjoyable. They just play their parts for everything that they're worth. Davis is especially hysterical. The rest of the acting is pretty much what you'd expect from anything Lewis directed. (Look for Ray Sager in a bit part; he went on to play the title role in Lewis's "The Wizard of Gore".) Still, some of the padding is amusing, especially when Kathy and pals dance about while about enjoying some KFC. While this doesn't reach the lunatic heights of "Blood Feast", "Two Thousand Maniacs!", or even "The Gore Gore Girls", "The Gruesome Twosome" is still an okay watch for people who favour the trashy and silly B flicks of decades past. Sometimes you can't ask for more.
Isn't that right, Napoleon?
Six out of 10.