The 3rd sequel in the SNDN franchise decided to take the franchise into a new direction. No more killer Santa. This one focuses on a reporter who becomes mixed up with a coven of witches. On the good side, Clint Howard is in this one and Brian Yuzna is at the helm. The bad side is they both give very uninspiring efforts in this completely uncalled for sequel. The fact that it was released originally around Halloween time helps to illustrate just how much this film doesn’t have to do with the rest of the series. It’s a movie that seems to have borrowed the title to cash in on the name (why?) and threw together a few tie-ins in order to do it. Or in other words, it’s the formula that almost all the Hellraiser sequels went with.
After a woman mysteriously combusts and falls from a Los Angeles apartment building a do-gooder woman reporter trying to break into the boy’s club of high stakes reporting starts poking around. The reporter gets mixed up with a book store owner / witch along with Clint Howard. Howard has a thing for bugs and uses them in various rituals which involve, of course, naked slimy chicks. He even manages to get a little forced action (Read: rape) while wearing a dick mask. All of this involves initiating the reporter into the mysterious coven and / or killing her through ridiculous means. Also, lots of cockroaches.
The weird bug-like creatures were the highlight of the film for me. They were certainly strange. And the “melting” effects from Screaming Mad George are also present. Those two things combined with the Howard and Yuzna factors almost make this one worth viewing. But there isn’t really a reason to waste your time watching this one during the holiday season. There just isn’t enough connections Christmas to make it worthwhile during this season, considering all the other holiday horror out there.
I can’t think of anything else to write about this one. It’s a slightly below average B-horror film that does nothing and goes almost nowhere. Holiday horror should be full of bad holiday jokes, puns and innuendos – this film has none of those. That makes me sad.
Snore Factor: ZZZZ
Can’t find one as of right now. Arrggh!