CHEERLEADER CAMP aka BLOODY POM POMS


Monday, September 15th at 8:00 pm

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"CHEERLEADER CAMP has it all ... it's campy, it's cheesy, it has tons of gore, boobs, drinking, drug use, oddball characters, goofy one-liners and out-of-work teen stars ... guilty pleasure? Oh yeah, you better believe it! Break out the beers when you watch this one - you will not be disappointed." - BEST HORROR MOVIES.COM

Shake it to the left, shake it to the right, stab stab, slash slash, die die die!
It was bound to happen ... in 1987 the "summer camp slasher flick" and the "brainless cheerleader flick" finally ended up in bed together and begat the supremely trashy horror/comedy known as CHEERLEADER CAMP (which isn't quite as good as its original title, BLOODY POM POMS, but it gets the job done).
It's the best of both worlds when a bevy of scantily-clad airheads converge at a summer cheer camp for a week of good times and cold beer, only to find themselves being picked off one-by-one by a mysterious killer with an axe to grind (not to mention a pair of garden shears, a rusty bear trap, etc., etc.). In between wacky episodes of frat boy humor (hidden panty-cam, anyone?), gratuitous topless sunbathing, excruciating cheer routines and horrific white-boy rapping by former-teen idol Leif Garrett (oh, the inhumanity!), the blood flows freely and no one seems to mind that their cheerleader pals keep turning up with their heads missing. Like, oh my god ... murder is such a total bummer! So the cheer party continues until only a handful of girls remain alive to stretch out their sweaters and bounce through the woods, and it’s up to the audience to try and see the twist ending coming down the tracks.
Featuring not one but two 80s trash cinema queens, Betsy Russell (Private School) and Lucinda Dickey (Breaking' 2: Electric Boogaloo), and a gaggle of big-haired Playboy playmates pretending to be actresses, CHEERLEADER CAMP will really ruffle your pomp poms!

(John Quinn, 1987, 89 mins., rated R)