CHEERLEADER CAMP * * * (1987, 88 minutes, Rated R) "You're a mascot, not a human." -- Ms. Perky Hardass, head of Camp Hurrah
I know what question is burning in your mind, and the answer is yes, the cheerleaders in this movie do wear half shirts like the one depicted on the cover.
"Listen up! Stay calm, but one of our girls has been murdered, all right? Just get out of here alive, don't panic."
That gem of survival advice comes from The Fred fairly late in the movie. The Fred is not the character's name -- I couldn't be bothered to write the actual name down -- but he plays The Fred to a pack of Daphnes that are attending "Camp Hurrah." I guess it's also worth mentioning -- particularly to our female readers of a certain age -- that The Fred is played by '70s icon Leif Garrett. To be honest, unless having Farrah Fawcett's hair was reason enough, I have no idea why Leif Garrett was so famous. Certainly it wasn't for appearing in this movie.
Among the Daphnes is Alison, who everyone thinks is perfect in every way despite the fact that regularly suffers from bad dreams, has obvious abandonment issues and is dating The Fred. The Fred clearly isn't buying into the Little Miss Perfect storyline either, otherwise he wouldn't be trying so hard to "test out" the competition, if you know what I mean (and if you don't know what I mean, I'm talking about sexual relations).
Despite the fact that Alison, The Fred, Stupid Blonde, Sensible Brunette, Vampish Diva, That Other Girl and Tubby the Comic Relief are there to compete in The Big Competition, very little actual cheerleading is done. Instead, much of their time is spent sunbathing topless and fretting over who will be named "The Queen" of the camp. In fact, much of the movie alternates between Alison wandering into creepy settings by herself, Alison's goofy cheerleader-themed nightmares and flimsy excuses for the ladies to get their tops off. When the killings finally start a-comin', they're pretty standard fare (i.e., death by gardening tools).
The link between sex and death in these movies got me to thinking (certainly, the plot did not): Is having sex or getting naked really the kiss of death in horror films? Inspired by the various stats employed by my fantasy baseball team, Logjammin', I've created by own statistical basis for measuring the link between sex and death in horror films. The Naughty/Death Index takes the number of characters that either show skin or have sex and divides it by the number of characters to be killed.
Naughty/Death Index, or NDI, for this film is .777.
This fact might be impressive if we had anything to compare it to. Oh sure, I could go back to other films I've reviewed, such as Santa Claws, and calculate its NDI. But that would mean re-watching films like Santa Claws, and really, wasn't once enough?
Anyway, if my arbitrary statistics don't make you want to watch this movie, maybe these featured moments will:
death by hedge clippers
binge drinking
boobie traps involving a bear trap
a football-themed sex scene
Tubby the Comic Relief getting his naked ass stuck in a window
pratfalls over a dead body
the phrase "gettin' honey on her muffin"
There are also a few attempts at satire, such as when the Fred tells his squad, "We're all feeling the pressure. If we win, we go on to the State Finals. We don't, we're nobody." At least, I think that's satire...
Speaking of actual cheerleading, wedo get to witness The Big Competition, though it is held in a cabin rather than on ESPN2. And I don't know who wins or was named "The Queen," cuz my DVD crapped out and forced me to skip ahead to a bunch of the characters wandering around in the woods at night, looking for Vampish Diva... apparently some 14 hours after she went missing.
If you're thinking this movie is essentially "Friday the 13th with cheerleaders," then you have the right idea.