Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Fatal Pulse (1988 86 minutes)

A black gloved stalker  is killing the residents of the local sorority house and they probably won't vacate the premises until it's way too late. This is so firmly planted on the 80's that someone is actually killed with a vinyl LP record. It also has leg warmers, a mini trampoline, skateboards, a deranged caretaker who has 'Nam flashbacks (played by Martin Sheen's brother), a midpoint music montage complete with sax solo,  way too elaborate deaths by electrocution and plaster of paris, and the police investigator is played by a porno actor. It also has the awesome characters of Brad - the tough wanna be boyfriend who talks through his teeth and pouts like a cross between Joe Piscopo and Robert Smith of the Cure, and Mark - the ultimate party bud who walks around with a bong, wears one of those novelty baseball caps with the gold wings on them, and is heralded with a sound effect from Benny Hill every time he shows up onscreen What he does at the end will either amaze you or piss you off. Brad we still hate you.

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