Watched: 08/05/2022
Format: Amazon Watch Party
Viewing: First!
Director: Michael Fischa
So, I mistook this movie for something else I'd watched not too long ago, Killer Workout - the other 1987 movie about a string of murders occurring within an LA health club. And, I assure you, this would be the best possible double-bill one could program, and one day I will make that happen. The movies are similar to a point - but this one has a budget and actors you've seen before. And a *lot* more shenanigans, but with fewer curiously placed yard-phones.
Anyway, I spent the first fifteen minutes of the movie utterly confused as this was *not* the same movie I'd watched, but due to the aesthetics of a 1980's LA gym, film grain of the 1980's all looking pretty similar circa 1987, and my face-blindness, I thought I'd stumbled onto a different cut of the same movie. But it's not. It's wildly different.
Is it better? I mean - yes. This one doesn't feel like guerilla film-making, and it has te budget to deliver on the things you were expecting in Killer Workout but didn't really get. Namely, gory FX and a bounty of bewbs - just kinda strewn about in that 1980's way that says "look what we got to do. Let's go enjoy some cocaine."
The plot is an insane mix of future-shock computer stuff that never really plays out, possession of humans AND computers, Dressed to Kill, Psycho, Carrie and many things I am sure I missed. Anyway, I was kinda blue I'd picked the wrong movie at first - but at this point I now stan Death Spa. The back half of this movie is absolutely bonkers and you realize the first half just exists to lull you into a false sense of security that you know what this movie is. And you do not.
Somehow casting but not really starring one of the guys from Dawn of the Dead, Kirk's son David from Wrath of Khan, and the woman who played Teela in Masters of the Universe, it's got a "that guy!" vibe I particularly enjoyed. I don't know who the actual leads are, and was frankly confused who some of the women in the film were supposed to be or what their relationship was to anything - but that's 1980's filmmaking for you. It's about MEN. In JACKETS. Who PUSH UP THEIR JACKET SLEEVES.
There's also some amazing sound design where they do not care that planes are flying overhead and birds are furiously chirping. I always like it when its clear they couldn't afford a re-record session and the real world invades your killer computer ghost movie.
OH. And there's a parapsychologist. And a kinda sexy lady who is blinded by chlorine? And the guy lives in a house seemingly designed by MC Escher and that's where he puts her, and despite her recent hospital stay he keeps changing her into very formal clothes and then 9 1/2 Weeks-ing her with asparagus, the sexiest vegetable.
Anyway, watch this movie. Ten thumbs up.
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