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 Who could resist a horror movie with a title like that? "Sorority Babes in the Slimeball Bowl-O-Rama" sounds like it would have a bunch of pretty girls wrestling nude in lime-flavored Jell-O, though there is no gelatinous material to be found. It doesn't matter since the gratuitous nudity is paid in spades and Brinke Stevens gets paddled dozens of times by a curvaceous sorority sister. As the whacky title suggests, this is a horror-comedy that should not be taken seriously by anyone. It's all in the spirit of campy fun. So what if the monster is a rubber puppet with the voice of a black jazz player? Other than perhaps a chain-smoking, beer-bellied, teenage-trouncing serial killer, what other kind of monster would hang out in a darkened bowling alley? Not surprisingly, this monster causes some outrageous deaths, one of which includes possessing two sorority girls (one of whom resembles the bride of Frankenstein) who cram a fat college boy's face into a ball polishing machine. Linnea Quigley even fits into this zany scheme as a cartoonishly tough biker girl, and she is amusing in an Elvira sort of way. However, the movie's die-hard attempt to be zany and off-the-wall results in some ridiculous moments, and the ending is about as anticlimatic as a firework fizzling out prematurely. The bottom line: "Sorority Babes in the Slimeball Bowl-O-Rama" is a fairly good horror-comedy but may be too offbeat for some tastes. |
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