Elvira's Haunted Hills
My favorite busty horror film host is
back. Cassandra Peterson once again reprises her ONLY roll as Elvia,
the Mistress of the Dark for another comedy horror thing. This time,
the film is set in Ye Olde Times and she's on her way to some can-can
festival (whatever the hell that is). After ditching on a hotel tab,
she's picked up by a Dr. Bradley Bradley (yeah, not much on names,
are they) who takes her and her servant to a castle owned by a
widowed Lord. It just so happens that Elvira looks identical to the
deceased wife of the Lord. Yup, that's our plot. Everything else is
one-liners, characters eccentricities, and Elvira's boobs. There is a
ghost story, but it's really underplayed and can't compete with
Elvira's risque insinuations. And with any 'rich old guy' story,
there's always some deceit and thievery in a sub plot.
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| The complexity and depth of each character was a major selling point to this movie. |
But honestly, nobody cares about that.
It's really just a silly late night movie with a couple of jokes
(none of them actually funny, mind you) wrapped around a ton of side
boob. Mary Sheer also stared in it and if she had been left to her
own device, she could have stole the film. Best viewed as a sleeper
after a night out at the bar.
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| A movie dying to be taken seriously. |
Did I mention Elvira's boobs?
SUNDAY: Gobble Gobble
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