This is the kind of bad horror movie I like. Clearly made by a porno crew on a tiny budget. The biggest stars they could get was Wednesday Addams from the 60s Addams Family show, and Hank Garret from the 1950s sitcom Car 54 Where Are You? Plus, it’s based on a story by schlock king Ray Dennis Steckler. Oh yeah, and it’s set in the desert. Oh yeah, and because the killer killed their dad in the opening credits…
No offense, but I could’ve lived without the assholes who “worked on the movie” who wouldn’t shut up before or or during the film and talked about how much they hated the film and the subject of the doc and that they were only coming to see it to give it a box office number. Fuck them. This docs great. Al Adamson rules. The end.