Yo! Embryo! :Evil Dead Trap (1988)

Evil Dead Trap (Shiryo No Wana) (Japan, 1988)
Rating: ****
Starring: Miyuki Ono, Aya Katsuragi and Hitomi Kobayashi

There is one thing I've always been eyeing on Japan and that is the fact that the country rarely approached the slasher genre when it comes to their horror media. True, they did have the giallo-anime movie Perfect Blue (1997) and yes they recently have the entertainingly cheesy DeathTube (2010) but for straight slashers? The only thing they gave us with much success and infamy was this late 80s entry.

Am I glad this is in black and white?

Those ain't no chopsticks...

Evil Dead Trap is about a midnight video show host Nami Tsuchiya who during one evening, receives a mysterious tape of a woman chained, her dress tattered, screaming for help from an abandoned warehouse. Nami sighs in annoyance at first as she digresses this tape as another kinky prank as a knife bound hand starts to cut off what remains of the woman's clothes. Things suddenly take a dark turn, however, when the same knife slowly pokes an eye open and mutilates it.

Sure that what she have in their hands is a genuine snuff film, Nami tags along a small group to investigate the murder, much to her manager's disagreement. Following the killer's recorded road trip to the scene of the crime, she and her little crew of would-be detectives eventually find the warehouse and encounter a mysterious detective who's looking for someone. Who this "someone" is, he never bothered answering. Suspiciously enough, he went on to his separate ways, leaving Nami and her ragtag team on their own.

No sooner after that, a man in a rain slicker and papier-mâché mask begins offing Nami's team one by one with over-the-top booby traps until all that's left is her. Can Nami last long enough to fight our boogeyman on her own? Or will she meet a fate far worse than death?

Now I know what I'm gonna dress up for Halloween!

A slasher in its core, only layered with artsy execution, director Toshiharu Ikeda may have seen an Argento film or two as colored lighting and crazy photography stylized this movie quite effectively. Every now and then we're treated with dream-like imagery surrounding the murders and even ordinary scenes involving the characters, heightening the already strong mood created by the film's eerie location, claustrophobic of sorts as many of the scenes were done in hallways and rooms.

Basically, the story is as standard as it can get for a bodycounter with people sticking their noses on places they shouldn't be in and getting a limb or two chopped up from a masked maniac. There's a strong focus on intensely building to a scare and/or a kill, so Evil Dead Trap isn't shy around getting its gore rolling ever presently while still showing some level of restraint; nothing too visceral in terms of the flowing red, but the kills are torturous and prolonged through heavy brutality and nerve-wrecking tension, boasting a cinematography rich in style and flair that may put some slasher titles on a bit of competition.

Of course, the film isn't without its flaws; while the murders are gruesome and darkly arranged, it all happen so soon that within an hour, nearly all of our casts are dead, leaving thirty minutes with Nami wandering around on her own or with the mysterious detective. This tedious display can be worth it, however, as a really weird finale awaits in the near end. Obviously, it's a no-brainer that the mysterious man is our killer but its the unsuspecting twist that give this movie a rather grim overall feeling for me and I find that a good reason to love it. This twist divides audience, creates opinions, and birth both fans and haters, but I personally see it as the film's strongest point.

Even in the face of danger, there's nothing like a cig to light.

As an artsy stab on a seemingly dying sub-genre, Japan had it made with this outlandish entry and cult fave. Not going to be the kind of hack-a-thon that will appeal to everybody but at least Evil Dead Trap tries and worked on a level.

Bodycount:
1 female had an eye gouged with knife, slashed to death with a knife
1 female repeatedly impaled with giant spikes
1 male gets an arrow shot though his head and exits to his mouth
1 female garroted with thin a wire noose
1 male head found
1 female gets a projected machete split the side of her head open
1 male stabbed himself in the heart with a knife
Total: 7

Top 8 Final Destination Premonition Deaths

Upon writing this, I recently saw the Fifth (and, so far, the last) Final Destination film and I'll tell you, it was a blast! The film went on as one of the better attempts for a sequel in this franchise and, in the end of the film, even compiled (with added 3D effects) the "best" deaths that happened through out the series. It occurred to me, then and there, that in my journals, I only listed down the "real world" deaths. (yeah, I keep a journal to keep track on the murders and deaths of every slasher film I review. Whoopie-do, I'm CRAZY!)

The Final Destination series always start off with premonitions so, for this countdown, I will be doing something a little different and look at the finest accidents Death has weaved in his little world but got foiled coz some strange otherworldly force gave a random guy a vision.

So, with further delay, here are Final Destination's top 8 accidents that never happened.

8. Escalator Rolling Pin- In The Final Destination 3D, our hero gets a second premonition involving an entire mall floor immolated by an exploding movie theater. While the bodycount was massive, it also has the messiest murder involving Nick's GF being crushed between two escalator gears and it gets a spot in my list for being one of the few death scenes not enhanced by the movie's 3D CGI (or if it was, not that evident.), as well as tapping into my little fear of malfunctioning escalators. Messed-up way to go, indeed!

7. Spinal Tap- And speaking of tapping, in FD3, Lewis Romero, a cocky jock, gets his just desserts by getting his head smashed open by falling weights. But, no matter how good that was, I will still really prefer his premonition death: flinging off from a roller coaster and smashing back first against the tracks. His expression is just priceless considering how much of a jerk he was!

6. Truck From Hell- in Final Destination 2, there's a scene that tickles my devilish side when our heroine, trapped and doomed to be killed in her vision, gets a terrifying glimpse of a man burning alive, calling out for help. No sooner, a literal "Truck from Hell" ends his cries by flattening him. Nice, got me singing ACDC's "Highway to Hell" again!

5. Splinter Mouth- Another non-CGI assisted death and a little better than the Gear Crushing in number ten, this another TFD3D death had one poor fella tripping on his back and gets a nasty splinter (or stake) through the head. Simple, yet fulfilling.

4. Flag Disembowelment- One almost-death in our latest Destination that became my instant fave: a shocking number involving a girl falling off from a bridge and getting impaled through a flag pole from an incoming yacht. One of the better CG-assisted deaths from the franchise.

3. Bridge Over-Kill- another instant fave from the fifth. Here, Peter, our soon-to-be-spoiler, meets an overkill that even Death would have been too proud of: after successfully clinging on a bridge's rail, a truck carrying spikes tips and slides one of its haul towards Peter, impaling him from all over. If that's not bad enough, he fall and lands on a pavement first, before sinking into the water. Ouch!

2. Biker Bash- Another FD2 premonition death, a little more personal to me since I got a annoyance thing about bikers. I don't hate them, but the way they try to cut you off when you're unloading a jeep or a bus in my country, not only they can be rude but they can also be dangerous. You couldn't imagine how gleeful when this scene had a biker's bike sandwiching him against a log.

1. Tree Log Face Smash- And lastly, my most favorite premonition death, featuring another messy use for a giant log: as a logging truck's loose chain breaks off and releases thundering dead trees, one of them bounces up and smashes through an incoming police cruiser's wind shield. The death is left for the viewer's imagination, but we all the idea of how messy this death was. (I mean just look thick and large that log was! it's three times larger than anybody's block!)

Bonus:

Mystery Power Drill- In the opening of The Final Destination, there's this "mystery power drill" suddenly shown. There isn't any death in the series involving that tool, but judging by its look, it would have been a real messy one! Being a movie-less death, this little bugger gets a special spot in this list as the "only-death-not-to-exist-in-any-Final Destination Movie" death. Too bad they finally ended Final Destination, the big wigs could have done this...or have they?

since when did Death had gone drill happy?

Piercings, tattoos and reality horror: Suicide Girls Must Die! (2010)

Suicide Girls Must Die! (2010)
Rating:*
Starring: Amina Munster, Bailey Suicide and Bully Suicide

WARNING! REVIEW INCLUDES SPOILERS!

Okay, first of all, I'm not a Suicide Girls fan. I see their ads, I saw their site, I saw them in comic book form in an issue of Tim Seeley's Hack/Slash comics, but I was never a fan of body piercings and tattoo covered bodies. But even so, I'm gonna judge this film as fair as I can, and the only way to do that is to pretend these girls are ordinary girls doing a sexy calendar photoshoot in an isolated cabin; but its gonna take more than T&A to satisfy me.

Behold! Stained Meat!

The plot is simple, fifteen nude models for Suicide Girls.com goes on a road trip to an isolated cabin in the woods (again with that). Their exploits are all recorded via live camera ala Big Brother or Jersey Shore (or any reality TV shows out there showing obnoxious brats acting all crazy for attention). Along the way, they gave a bad impression to the locals by peeing in public (!), which brought all the way to the local sheriff who now is just as pissed off as the locals. Well, they did made it alive to their cabin, and no sooner on the next day, they started shooting. Bikini tops and bottoms flies away as these punker girls gone nudie and cameras starts taking pics. Well, that's just about it, until one of them disappears, one of them nearly got lost, one of them got bound to a table and splattered with blood. Weird stuff starts happening and somebody -or something- is killing off the girls. When seven of them are left, they decide to split up and look for help, which is obviously a big no-no, but they did anyway. Its not too long now before the killers show up their ugly rears...

Crazy Hermit killer? Or Just a mofugly fella?

The concept is good, but unoriginal. We already got "reality TV horror" like this such as My Little Eye, and they're better. For the first sixty minutes we see how whiney, pissed-off and just plain brash these girls are that its hard to feel sympathetic to them. Pissing off locals is never a good way to start a film, but they did and they expect us to feel sorry for them by the time half of them were axed to death.

Another thing that didn't work on this is the crazy plot twist. Look, I'm all for fake deaths and happy endings, but seriously, all that murders you played on us and none of it is real? Well, okay there's that, but then again, who cares? These girls are better off doing photoshoots and calendars than making movies like this. It just doesn't work if the victims aren't likable in the first place, it kills off every expectations or suspense this film would had offered and you're just wasting your time rooting for these girls to die. And even if they do, the murders are not worth the wait. And just to slap our faces to insult us, they gave us the most uninspired looking killers out there: Bush People. Yep, living, humanoid bushes...the plant, not the...you know what I mean.

Yeah, real nice.Too bad its fake.

Fans of Suicide Girls would definitely adore this; I've seen reviews in IMDB and most of them who gave this film a passing mark are fans of the girls. Fans of nudie photoshoots would also like this. In fact, is this even a horror flick? The only thing closest to horror here is seeing a pair of tits with both nipples pierced. (seriously, people finds that hot?)

As far as I'm concerned, this movie is a wreck, but if you want titties with inked skulls and ravens, then go ahead and see this film. Wish you luck.

"Bodycount":
1 female head bashed repeatedly with rock
2 females hacked to death with axe
1 female seen strangled against a tree with a belt
1 female seen killed
1 female seen hanged on a noose
1 female found hacked on the chest with an axe
1 female missing
1 female falls into a pit
1 female killed by a Bush Monster
1 female Killed by a Bush Monster
1 female killed by a Bush Monster
1 female Kileld by a Bush Monster
total: 13

...And if I die from boredom, I pray to God: My Soul toTake (2010)

My Soul to Take (2010)
Rating:*1/2
Starring: Max Thieriot, John Magaro and Denzel Whitaker

I shudder to think that Wes might have been going through the same path as the other masters of horror who're going downhill with their game (Dario Argento, can you hear me?) when he made this incredibly dull film, making me wonder if he was forced to do this or he just had a bad run with his ideas.

One night in 1984, in the town of Riverton, Massachusets, Abel Plenkov is diagnosed with multiple personality disorder and he realize through this that he's the local serial killer known as the Riverton Ripper, whose latest victim happens to be his wife. As the cops arrive at his home to his arrest him, he ends up resisting and getting shot repeatedly in turn, something he simply shrugs off whilst enroute to a hospital as Abel goes through a violent revival. The ambulance carrying him crashes into the woods, leaving Abel's premature son and his daughter orphaned and traumatized by the events.

Sixteen years passed, Riverton now has a yearly gathering of the town's youth lead by the Riverton Seven, a group of seven teenagers who were born at the night the Ripper allegedly died. During this gathering, one of the Riverton Seven must go through a ritual where they symbolically kill the Ripper in order to protect the rest of the town's youth and this year it's Adam "Bug" Hellerman's turn. Unfortunately, Bug chickened out and this somehow awakens the Riverton Ripper back from the grave.

As days pass the gathering, Bug is starting to get plagued by visions of murders involving the Riverton Seven, as well as starting to show characteristics similar to the Ripper such as multiple personalities and a deadly obsession to animalistic violence. (expressed with his love for the American Condor) All the while, The Ripper is making his way on slicing the remaining Seven into ribbons, leading to a final climax involving a revelation that we already see from far away, and some unbelievable scenes involving a dying blind boy talking for ten minutes. Oh Wes, did you do the same mistake Stephen King did when he directed "Maximum Overdirve (1986)"?

Thank God, Wes proved me wrong with his Scream 4 (2011) but I can't really get my mind off from the fact that he directed and wrote this; first of, the story is dull and formulaic as it does every slasher element so religiously that it holds no more surprises for us. And if there were ever any creative differences added to this movie, they're rehashed elements from his other films such as Shocker (1989), A Nightmare on Elm Street (1984), and even Scream (1996).

The other thing that bugged me about this movie is its direction; without spoiling much, we're treated with the possibility of supernatural possession, which was good, but I failed to see the need to have all of this to be spoon-fed and explained for the remaining third act? Okay, so the killer could have been in anyone of the Riverton Seven, why not just keep it at that? Don't try to over-complicate the matter coz its not that complicated to begin with! Not with that weak script! Not with that tired dialogue! And especially not with the cast stereotyped to the fullest (Jock, hot girl, outcast, token minorities, religious nut. if you can point it, it's here.)

Also the 3D is wasted in this film. If there was any 3D. Was there?

If there is anything that I at least can appreciate it'll be the killer; he's a large hulking brute armed with a mean modified buck knife and a personality of a hardened butcher. I guess I would have liked him more if he donned a better mask, something that'll confuse us whether Adam is the killer or somebody else is. Like that Condor Mask. That was an interesting suit gone wasted for only one scene. Also, if he has more personality considering how much of a boogeyman he is to this town, that also would have been great.

But it's gonna take more than just a good killer to save this film, I'll tell you that. If only Wes didn't do such a rushed job on this film or had thought carefully his script, My Soul to Take may have proved its worth of potential. It's definitely one of Craven's worse film to date, let's just hope that his mojo from Scream 4 (2011) would stay and prove us all wrong.

Bodycount
1 female seen being killed
1 female found dead
1 male shot on the head
1 male immolated inside an exploding ambulance
1 male had guts ripped off, thrown off a bridge
1 female had her neck slashed with buck knife
1 male stabbed on the gut with buck knife
1 female gutted (mostly offscreen)
1 male mentioned murdered
1 female found dead
1 male stabbed with buck knife
1 male dies from stab wounds
1 male stabbed with kitchen knife
Total: 13

Voyagers of the Bloody Kind: Alone in the Dark (1982)

Alone in the Dark (1982)
Rating: ****
Starring: Jack Palance, Donald Pleasence and Martin Landau

Psychiatrist and family man, Dr. Dan Potter is replacing a certain specialist in Dr. Leo Bain's (the late Donald Pleasance) psychiatric haven. Little did he know, he will be handling the "men at the third floor", loons that are deemed too dangerous to wander about freely by themselves like the other patients in the place. These are former POW Frank Hawkes, fire-bug preacher Byron Sutcliff, overweight child molester Ronald Elster and a homicidal maniac John Skaggs, AKA The Bleeder due to his condition wherein his nose drips the red stuff whenever he kills.

When Dr. Bain breaks it to these men that their usual doctor is no longer treating them, they are not too happy about this. In fact, they assume Dan killed their preferred doc and is now after them, leading the four to plot an escape and hunt down Dr. Potter.

Some time later at Potter's household, Dan welcomes his younger sister Toni back to the family after being treated for a mental breakdown. To celebrate her recovery, the family goes out to a local nightclub when an act of God (or sabotage) suddenly cuts off the power from the entire town, freeing the four maniacs from the haven and setting them off to the Potter's residence, taking turns on harassing, skulking and murdering anyone who dares get in their way.

Alone in the Dark (1982) plays with the common clichés found in slasher films while, altogether, not following them; instead of our usual kids-go-to-the-woods build-up, the film resembles more of a stalker thriller with enough time to familiarize ourselves with the setting, as well as its casts before we get to the murderous bits. This being said, we are treated with a lot of hammy acting and strange characters that are supposed to satire and provoke the idea that everybody is a little crazy in the head. This seems to be a running hint around the story as even the head psychiatrist of the haven, Dr. Bain, shows signs of being a bit off in the head, unless you count giving matches to pyromaniacs and threatening to split a zealot in half under God's name as "normal".

The movie works its way through this idea on a fair run until the blackout happens, which then sets the film to a more bodycount-friendly turn that interestingly also feels bit different; while most slashers are marketed for the kills, Alone in the Dark (1982) is more atmosphere driven and the kills are nothing much but a by-product of the plot, albeit still featuring scantily clad eye candies and some bloody (not gory) close-ups.

In another clever variation to our slasher tropes, the Potter family is anything but a push-over. Most of the time in a slasher, victims usually do dumb things like splitting up and running away from a single psycho instead of ganging up on them; in here, the entire Potters actually learn to team up during the climactic siege, killing off most of the psychos. A favorite of mine among them is Dr. Potter's daughter Lyla, who is amazingly deadpan calm and unfazed by the attacks, a characterization I find somewhat hilarious.

On the other side of the coin, a well performed Martin Landau and Jack Palance bring their respective heinous madmen to life with much ramblings and outbursts that they appear terrifying all thanks to their characters' unpredictability. The Running Man (1987)'s Erland van Lidth acts a calm yet eerie 400-pound child molester who gets his own tension driven highlight of a scene where his character interacts with Lyla, who is then all lone in the house. Lastly, there's the little-known psycho "Bleeder" whose identity is hidden through out the film until the near end, where he reveals himself to Dr. Potter and his family. These men did an air of a performance that, though cheesy, greatly delivers in terms of creepiness and intensity as they all appear to be very normal looking people until they start talking and breaking bones.

Seeing that the film has a lot of the anti-tropes working for it positively, it is, of course, not without some drawbacks. Alone in the Dark (1982) do suffer from a few lagging moments and I do feel like the script is a bit rushed; I find the "blackout" scenes to be no more than a convenient plot element that works for and against the characters, first when it caused the electric system keeping the maniacs at bay to malfunction and leads to their escape, and then later when it somehow saved the Potters from one of the villains. I wouldn't call it cheating, but these scenes just felt they were executed too easily for me.

Nevertheless, Alone in the Dark (1982) is still an 80s slasher with an original premise (for its time), well acted and well directed while avoiding the usual clichés in favor of focusing more on tension and some psychological subtext. It's a better attempt for something different for the sub-genre and an underrated cult classic that deserves to be bought and owned.

Bodycount:

1 male split down the middle with a cleaver (dream)

1 male hoisted and had his back snapped over killer's knee
1 male punched on the temple, killed
1 male had his neck clawed with a trowel
1 male plowed by a reversing van
1 male dragged underneath the bed, later found with throat slit
1 female gets an elevated strangling
1 male pinned to a tree with a shot crossbow arrow
1 male axed offscreen
1 male gets a cleaver to the back and had it forced further in with a baseball bat
1 male knifed on the gut
1 male knifed on the chest and left for death inside a basement

Total: 12

April, You're No Fool: Killer Party (1986)

Killer Party (AKA The April Fool)
Rating: **1/2
Starring: Martin Hewitt, Ralph Seymour and Elaine Wilkes

Damn close to being over-cooked cheese, Killer Party (1986) is one slasher/comedy that brings out more comedy than horror in the sense that it took its time building to the slasher gags we all know and love, with a level of hamminess shot way up high!

It starts with a funeral wake, where one dead woman is getting her last rites read out by a very gay priest as her loved ones weep. After the proceedings, one of the mourners decided to stay and, with the body about to be cremated, seeks the opportunity to say her thoughts about her. Turns out she hated the woman, bad mouthing her until a pair of hands springs out of the coffin and wrangles her inside. Looks like the old bird isn't going down unless she takes someone along with the ride and found one so deserving of that fate. As the coffin is set down to the crematorium, two morticians (dumb enough to not notice the shaking) place it into the oven, burning the bodies alive and-

A girl in a drive-in theater is wigged out by all of this. In a film-within film turn, we now have this girl April snuggling with her rather aggressive boyfriend. Thinking that the movie and her mate is enough to bear for one night, she steps out for a while to get some popcorn, grabbing a free one from a suspiciously deserted snack bar. Upon her return, April finds her boytoy's car empty. Before you ask "is this the part where we see the first murder?", our leather coat-clad beau sneakily comes back, drooling and with an ice pick at hand, charging at his girl and-

Cut to a music video. That whole "film-within-film-within-film" thing is an opening act for a song by some band called "White Sisters", rocking out in their 80s hair and retro-background, singing their single "April". (which ain't half bad actually) We can definitely conclude by now that we're watching the really real movie when we see a lass with coke-bottle glasses watching the video on the TV, before being called out by her mum that her friends are there to pick her up. To make things a little more cheesy, we then get treated with our heroines in a bike ride, accompanied with the most drug-infused opening song I've ever heard. It's like listening to Bananarama or Cyndi Lauper stoned with catnip-laced pot.

Hoping to join an exclusive sorority, our trio, Vivia, Jennifer and Phoebe gather up the guts to pledge said sorority by getting themselves egged and are surprised to find out that they actually got in. Their first task as new members is to help out on transforming a local abandoned house into a habitable April Fools Day Masquerade mansion, filled with gags, pranks and a working guillotine. The house, however, is no ordinary house as not too long ago, a prank took the life of one fraternity member in that same house.

And that's it. Not much about that actually.

Teen campus shenanigans happen for a good run of the film and we eventually get to the big night where all those who are invited don costumes and a prank gets to be played for each of the unsuspected guests. All the while a madman in an antique deep sea diver gear is offing anybody at arms reach. Who is this fella? And why are they killing people? And how the hell are they moving so quickly wearing that heavy of a thing?

Too much partying and no murders makes Killer Party a rather lackluster bodycounter, at least around the first hour; the set-up is mostly a teen comedy filled with gags and pranks pulled on authorities and faculties in all of its 80s flavor and it isn't until the third act that the story remembers it's also one part horror movie and begins slaying some victims. I'm normally okay waiting around on a slowburn act before the mayhem but the thing is there's little to no excitement to the killing spree. It's simply just some nut killing people with most of the gory goodness done off-screen or have the executions cut off before we see anything sharp and pointy hit skin. After finding a couple of bodies, our heroines (well, what's remaining of them) start panicking and tries to get out of the house, which should have been easy if it wasn't for the film's one last little twist: the killer's a demon.

Yep, from slasher slayings to sudden Exorcist (1973) wannabe, Killer Party (1986) goes all out demonic horror as the possessed do deep voices, foams from the mouth, walk on walls and toss tridents that collapses (hollow) structures. It's one crazy twist to be honest, but as crazy as it all gets, this finale  somewhat makes up for the lack of decent slasher slices due to how cheesy and funny it can get. 

In fact, the whole film is pretty forgivable if you see it more as a whack job comedy reeking of cheesy charms, entertainingly laughable for all the insane directions it took to poke fun at. Yes, the slasher elements are weak with its decently-high-but-vaguely-seen-bodycount and overly silly murderer but, in the end, Killer Party (1986) is a hoot of a film to watch if you're struck in the right mood. Serious-minded horror fans should shy away from this one, unless you're willing to loosen your lawyer ties like me and join in the fun!

Bodycount:
1 female burned alive inside a coffin (film within film)
1 female bludgeoned with death with wooden oar
1 male electrocuted through an ear with live wire
1 female speared with trident
1 female brained with hammer offscreen
1 male beheaded with guillotine (mostly offscreen)
1 male had an arm lopped off with machete, later found dismembered
1 male gets a harpoon shot to his arse
1 male found with a spear shoved to his mouth
1 male found dead in a bathtub with a corkscrew to his head
1 female impaled with wooden stake
Total: 11

Slasher masks of the week vol2

Five slasher masks, randomly chosen, falls under my verdict, every week.

here's this week's meat:

A. The Hills Run Red:

The 2009 attempt to copy the same self-referencing Scream popularized to reboot the slasher boom may had failed, but it did "gave birth" to a new face in slasher history: Baby Face.

The first mask which is whole yet gritty, had the creepy factor going, but by the time our cast met the killer in the flesh, the mask goes from creepy, to macabre. A Baby doll's face, cracked and missing a jaw, replaced with a human mandible, held in place by wires. Macabre stuff indeed, but I prefer the creepier one.

 

B. Killer Party

A horrible movie with a cool costume! It's not everyday we see a killer don something this heavy yet moves around with ease. Then again, the killer's all "supahnatural" and posessed so, yeah, still cool.

C. Night School

My favorite "tame" slasher had a decently simple yet effective slasher disguise. A black motorbike helmet with a black biker suit to go with it, you can definitely hunt down people without the worry of leaving prints of identifying you...now all you have to worry  is covering up yer license plate...

D. The Tripper

Who would have thought ole "Ronald Reagan" is donning a mask in this movie. A little too effective, but funny at the same time. But ever wonder if there's a political satire going on around this movie?

E. Four Flies on Grey Velvet

okay, now this is creepy. Really creepy. One of Dario Argento's early giallo had its killer done this awfully chilling mask. Try imagining this wanker taking yer photo from across the street, now that's bound to rid two weeks of sleep...