Troubled young lady Cathy (a sympathetic performance by the attractive Christine Moore) is haunted by visions of horribly disfigured deceased people and flashbacks of her late abusive mother. Director Roberta Findlay, working from a convoluted, yet intriguing script by Ed Kelleher and Harriette Vidal, relates the absorbing offbeat story at a hypnotically gradual pace, does a sound job of crafting a spooky surreal atmosphere, makes fine use of gritty New York City locations, delivers a reasonable amount of gore as well as a pleasing sprinkling of tasty gratuitous female nudity (plus there's even a pretty hot soft-core sex scene), grounds the fantastic premise in a plausibly drab workaday urban reality, and tosses in a few inspired kinky touches for good sleazy measure. The okay acting from the competent no-name cast keeps this picture on track: Gary Warner as caring photographer boyfriend Bob, Marina Taylor as glamorous socialite Monica, Roy MacArthur as the creepy Desmond, Peter Oliver-Norman as sniveling wimp Steve, Nancy Groff as loyal gal pal fortune teller Rita, Tom Billett as dangerous psycho Leo "The Hammer," and Carissa Channing as sunny barmaid Sally. Ubiquitous East Coast exploitation cinema regular Ruth Collins has a small part as a model while indie horror scream queen Debbie Rochon pops up in an unbilled bit as a party guest. The surprise grim ending packs a startling punch. Ed French's grotesque make-up for the titular ghastly ghouls is quite freaky and impressive. Findlay's fairly polished cinematography provides several unnerving images. Walter E. Sear's shivery score hits the spine-tingling spot. A nicely quirky fright flick.

Plodding horror movie about a woman (Moore) whose traumatic childhood living in an apartment block in the outer limits of NYC continues to haunt her as an adult. Her seemingly supportive fiancé (Warner) convinces her to attend an industry party being thrown by his elusive business partner (Taylor) - that just happens to also be in the same apartment block leading to a bizarre encounter with the occult.Amateurish and undernourished, the acting is weak and the production values limited, resulting in a lethargic thriller that's heavy on symbolism but light on actual shocks. Moore is erratic and Warner sleep walks through his sleaze-bag role; I would've liked to have seen more of Taylor as the sophisticated femme fatale, but she's deprived of the spotlight despite the attention paid to her character in the plot development.The film has a nightclub feel to it, hard on the eyes for lack of light, big hair and typical 80's gaudy costumes, and deafening to the ears for incessant synthesiser riffs. Even more disappointing is the distinct lack of special effects, just a few freak masks and some little blonde kids dressed in white garbs that suddenly appear in doorways and windows, singing those twisted lullabies over and over and over - you know the ones. I think director Findlay should have stuck to filming loops.

This is a terrible horror film, that's very boring, and uninteresting. The acting is terrible, and i never really rooted for anyone, plus nothing happens until the last 15 to 20 minutes, and it's too talky with lots of extremely boring dialog. The twist near the end, is predictable, and dumb, and i was just thankful when this movie ended. It did have a couple of cool flashback moments, and Christine Moore is easy on the eyes, however, I was struggling to pay attention, since nothing happens!.I got this on a 8 horror movie 2 disc set. The Direction is terrible. Roberta Findlay, does a terrible job it's very bland,and the pace is awful!. There is a tiny bit of gore. We get a few bloody stabbings, and a decapitation. The Acting is extremely bad. Christine Moore, does good with the lousy script, however she had her off moments, still i liked her, plus she's gorgeous!,but her chemistry with, Gary Warner is off. Gary Warner, is terrible he over acts, and got on my nerves,and had no chemistry with Christine Moore what so ever. Overall AVOID! * out of 5

This film freaks me out. It's cheaply made and incoherent but the muddle created disturbed me. Stripping, granny sex, lesbianism are all given a nod to. The stunts seem too real, when a girl is strangled with a skipping rope I believed it. A film to watch with your mates and a drink. Surreal content.