Barton Kimball’s review published on Letterboxd:
I will always have a weird fascination with this film. A movie like this is so misguided, so out of its mind, so out of touch with the horror landscape at the time, you can’t help but admire its existence. Wes Craven was almost in his 70’s when he started making this and he’s written the most whacked out teenage dialogue imaginable. This movie has vomiting condors, attempted murder over a blow job, an opening 10 min with 4 endings before the actual movie starts, a third act that essentially becomes a stage play in a house and the films storyboards animate and play through the credits? It’s a total mess but it’s always interesting and that has to account for something.