Today this blog turns eight months old, meaning I have watched and reviewed 245 horror films in the last 245 days. By the numbers that breaks out to 147,000+ words about horror movies. It’s led me to movie premieres, lack of a dating life, a writing gig with Bloody Disgusting, piles of screeners, and, most importantly, allowed me to connect with a lot of cool like-minded people. I just wanted to take a quick second and throw a shout out to all of you who read this blog. You all rock and are a big part of my motivation to see this crazy project through completion.
Alright, let’s kick off the last 120 days of movies with a film from Full Moon Features. Full Moon (Empire) is hands down my favorite “bad” movie studio. Troma and Vestron Video follow closely behind. There is just something so delightfully awful about Charles Band’s films that I find irresistible. Like cheesecake and half Asian chicks. Wait. To be clear, cheesecake and half-Asians are not awful, but irresistible.
Haunted Casino (formerly Dead Man’s Hand) is without a doubt a Full Moon flick. From top to bottom it reeks of the low budget cheese that is part of everything that comes from the studio. On the good side, horror icons Sid Haig (Galaxy of Terror) and Michael Berryman (The Hills Have Eyes) make appearances; with Haig playing the main antagonist.
A young guy inherits a long forgotten about casino located on the outskirts of Vegas. He rounds ups his IQ challenged victims, er…friends, and heads out to claim his property. They quickly become trapped in the casino, which is full of vengeful spirits. There is some backstory about how the young guy’s uncle had a beef with Sid Haig, but honestly, who cares. This is the kind of film that is about death, blood, and boobs. Two of the three are present – the missing element is nudity.
The non-nudity factor is lame, but wouldn’t be such a big deal if the film de-emphasized sex. But, in fact, Haunted Casino does exactly the opposite. Characters pretend to have sex, almost have sex, and are generally as horny as a three-balled tomcat on Prom night. If you are going to go to all the trouble of casting a ton of hotties in a low budget horror film, you might as well have a couple of them loose the goods, right?
I won’t say you should skip this movie, but unless you are a bad horror lover (like me) this one might be alright to skip. It is, however, better than a lot of the recent films from Full Moon.
Final Verdict: If you love bad horror, give this one a shot.
Snore Factor: ZZZZ (A bit sleepy)