In retrospect, Lisa Pelikan was actually good-looking back in the day. That's about the only thing I can give this movie. It lies somewhere below "Willard" in this genre.
The name Bert Convy on the poster should have kept me upwind of this one, but morbid curiosity lured me in. He belongs in a horror movie like Drew Carey belongs in a sword-and-sorcery epic. The dialogue is so badly-written as to be cartoonish, with the Sandra character not even believable as a bully; it didn't help that she didn't know how to act. A person with as little empathy as that would not just burst into tears (unconvincingly at that) after seeing all of her cohorts punked, but I guess that's more the director's fault. Real bullies don't care.
This can't truly be compared to "Carrie" because Carrie at least had actual psi powers; most of what Jennifer does is cause hallucinations, and that only requires the power to slip peyote into peoples' drinks. I guess she did physically create a couple of the snakes, but they used mostly constrictors which typically aren't even dangerous. The shots of her "psyching" in the nightgown are seriously hokey, on par with the Power Rangers morphing. Jennifer survives and lives happily ever after, which is different from all other movies of this kind. If I was 14 again, the nudity in this movie might have given me a thrill.
The music... yeah. Pretty bad. It starts with the ridiculous opening theme, continues in the cheese-ball disco scene, then reaches its low point with a trumpet doing scales while she does her snake revenge.
An hour and a half I wish I had back.
The name Bert Convy on the poster should have kept me upwind of this one, but morbid curiosity lured me in. He belongs in a horror movie like Drew Carey belongs in a sword-and-sorcery epic. The dialogue is so badly-written as to be cartoonish, with the Sandra character not even believable as a bully; it didn't help that she didn't know how to act. A person with as little empathy as that would not just burst into tears (unconvincingly at that) after seeing all of her cohorts punked, but I guess that's more the director's fault. Real bullies don't care.
This can't truly be compared to "Carrie" because Carrie at least had actual psi powers; most of what Jennifer does is cause hallucinations, and that only requires the power to slip peyote into peoples' drinks. I guess she did physically create a couple of the snakes, but they used mostly constrictors which typically aren't even dangerous. The shots of her "psyching" in the nightgown are seriously hokey, on par with the Power Rangers morphing. Jennifer survives and lives happily ever after, which is different from all other movies of this kind. If I was 14 again, the nudity in this movie might have given me a thrill.
The music... yeah. Pretty bad. It starts with the ridiculous opening theme, continues in the cheese-ball disco scene, then reaches its low point with a trumpet doing scales while she does her snake revenge.
An hour and a half I wish I had back.