Sorority Babes in the Slimeball Bowl-o-Rama

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If David DeCoteau continues at his current rate, heíll have directed over a hundred features by this time next year and produced almost as many. Comparisons with Roger Corman are apt: his films are almost all genre efforts and his entry point into the industry was working for the man himself as an 18-year-old. Put simply, DeCoteau is a man in pursuit of a market and throughout his career has attempted to capture particular niches. Heís done horror movies, creature features, even the occasional kung-fu flick, but if you look a little closer at the filmography youíll notice some definite patterns. During the past decade or so there have been the likes of The Brotherhood and its multiple sequels or the ongoing, ridiculously prolific 1313 franchise. Essentially these are films which cater for - to quote the director himself - ďgay men, but also cougarsĒ. Their cast lists are occupied almost wholly by clean-cut young men who get killed off in quick succession, but not before theyíve removed their shirts. The public gets what the public wants - and DeCoteau, it seems, has discovered exactly what a particular portion of the population like to see.

Before the homoerotic horror came a more female-centric brand of terror. Look at DeCoteauís early credits from the mid-eighties to the mid-nineties and youíll find plenty with Babes, Goddesses and Girls in the title. A quick sampling would involve Beach Babes from Beyond, Petticoat Planet, Bikini Goddesses, Sorority Sisters and, most famously of all, Sorority Babes in the Slimeball Bowl-o-Rama. As the titles suggest these had topless girls in place of topless boys, though the genre thrills were much the same. Whether that meant horror or science fiction, you could always guarantee tongue-in-cheek, trashy entertainment determined to avoid even an ounce of seriousness. These werenít comedies as such, but they did have a healthy irreverence to the kind of cinema they were supposed to be. In this respect the low ratings that almost all of them have earned on the IMDb (usually around the twos or threes) are besides the point. Beach Babes from Beyond, for example, is undoubtedly a bad film - but if it had taken itself seriously then it no doubt would have been terrible.

This distinction between bad and terrible is one worth making. After all, there is such a phenomenon as the Bad Film Club, yet itís unlikely weíll ever see a Terrible equivalent. Bad movies can be fun and exert their own fascination, whether they be deeply personal (as in Tommy Wiseauís The Room or Ed Woodís Glen or Glenda?) or deeply misguided (Samurai Cop, say, or Birdemic: Shock and Awe). But terrible movies are simply downright awful and devoid of entertainment value; they donít have the appeal that a bad movie can. In the case of Sorority Babes in the Slimeball Bowl-o-Rama and so many of the early DeCoteau pictures, audiences clearly came with certain expectations and I suspect that one of those was for a particular brand of badness. Nobody can expect films with these kind of titles to deliver quality in the traditional sense, but thatís not to say that they canít deliver in terms of entertainment value. The question, then, isnít whether Sorority Babes is any good. Itís whether Sorority Babes is any fun.

The set-up involves three of the titular babes, two pledges to their sorority and three nerd-types: one fat kid and two with oversized specs. The nerds are perving on the pledges only to get caught by the babes. Next thing we know, all of them are heading off to the local mallís bowling alley in order to steal a trophy. The reasons donít really matter - itís the outcome thatís key, namely an imp happens to reside in their bowling trophy of choice. He grants them wishes, but of course they donít turn out quite as the recipients expected. Meanwhile, a foul-mouthed janitor is locked in a closet for occasionally comic relief, plus thereís scream queen Linnea Quigley (best known then and now for Return of the Living Dead) on hand to deliver bits of badass dialogue. In combination they provide DeCoteau with all he needs in order to supply the gratuitous nudity, all-round silliness and bouts of gore essential to such a movie.

Actually the gore quota is surprisingly low. The main special effect is the imp himself, a tiny little puppet attached to a motor-mouthed voice actor in usual eighties fashion (see also Flight of the Navigator and Frank Ozís Little Shop of Horrors). Heís the least appealing aspect of Sorority Babes, there to further the plot and bring the horror elements into play, but of little interest in his own right. Thankfully DeCoteau knows what heís doing and knows where to deliver. He keeps the pace up which, in a film totalling just 76 minutes, means we never dwell too much on any particular character or event. We simply move from shower scene to comedy moment to death scene and so forth with minimum fuss. In the meantime, DeCoteau has a cast who understand this kind of picture just as well. Quigley is wonderful as the smart-talking punk, forever pointing out the stupidity of this situation sheís found herself in. (Quigley later made the direct-to-video Linnea Quigleyís Horror Workout, which perfectly demonstrates her tongue-in-cheek attitude to her chosen genre.) Among her co-stars we find fellow scream queen Brinke Stevens; the future teen lead of A Nightmare on Elm Street 4, Andras Jones; and Michelle Bauer, whoíd previously appeared in sci-fi porno classic Cafť Flesh under the pseudonym Pia Snow.

To answer the questions posed a couple of paragraphs back, Sorority Babes in the Slimeball Bowl-o-Rama is both a bad movie and a great deal of fun. As you would expect these two elements are also intertwined: the badness is intrinsic to the entertainment value and vice versa. DeCoteau and his cast understand the approach for this kind of film and we need to do the same. Sorority Babes demands low expectations and a certain frame of mind. Itís easy to dismiss - as indeed are many of DeCoteauís movies - but if viewed in the correct light then its dumb charms should prove satisfactory.

THE DISC

Sorority Babes in the Slimeball Bowl-o-Rama is the second release from new label 88 Films. Theyíll be delving into the Charles Band back catalogue to unearth various genre gems (and, no doubt, a few stinkers) for both the newcomer and the nostalgist. Looking up the pre-orders currently showing online reveals the likes of the Gingerdead Man trilogy, Cannibal Women in the Avocado Jungle of Death, the first entry in the ongoing Puppet Master franchise, and much more besides. Theyíll be using new materials for each, thus immediately bypassing the various low-grade DVDs these films have suffered to date, and delivering Blu-rays when these are deemed of a sufficient quality. In the case of Sorority Babes weíre getting a DVD-only edition, though itís hard not to be impressed by the presentation at hand.

The film is pretty much blemish-free and demonstrates excellent clarity as well as really strong colours (slightly amped up in typical eighties fashion). Unfortunately the final third of the movie unfolds in varying levels of near-complete darkness and the contrast levels arenít quite up to the job. Black is rendered as almost exclusively black with little in the way of shadow detail making it difficult at times to perceive exactly what is going on. With that said, itís hard to discern what was inherent in the production and it may very well be the case that the image simply couldnít have been bettered under the circumstances. Indeed, this is exactly the case with the soundtrack. The DD2.0 offering is decent enough, but the poor quality of its recording back in 1988 means that the dialogue and score never quite sit happily together. In isolation theyíre fine, and it has to be said that the synth-based score is really quite catchy at times. No optional subtitles, however, English or otherwise.

Whilst some of 88 Filmsí upcoming titles will have a fine array of extras, Sorority Babes comes with just a trailer. Also present are various promos for other Charles Band-related features - a taste of things to come from the label.

  • Film
  • Video
  • Audio
  • Extras
Extras
# Theatrical Trailer, # Full Moon Features Trailer Reel
Soundtracks
English DD2.0
Subtitles
None

Gratuitous nudity, general silliness and a little bit of horror - you know what to expect.

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