The film rather epitomizes 80's fun horror films with silliness. Two sorority pledges and three losers break into a bowling alley to steal a trophy as proof they were there. Unfortunately they swipe the trophy that had the imp in it and accidentally let it loose. (I hate it when that happens). At this point the film becomes more silly.The film includes many of the scream queens of the 80's. For some reason Linnea Quigley keeps her clothes on. A cult style film you can miss and not feel left out. Humor was on the stale side.Guide: F-word, sex, nudity (Brinke Stevens, Michelle Bauer)

All is not well at the local Bowl-O-Rama when a group of twenty-somethings bust into the venue after hours as part of a sorority prank. The story largely follows three unique troops; the Tri-Delt sisters led by the sadomasochistic Babs (Stille), Lisa (Bauer) and Taffy (Stevens) their most recent pledges and a trio of dorky dudes led by Calvin (Jones), who tried and failed to spy on the initiation. The horny teenagers descend on the bowling alley on a mission to spend the night. Unwittingly they release a wise-cracking imp who grants wishes with terrible consequences. 80's scream queen Linnea Quigley co-stars as Spider, a leather-clad burglar at the wrong place at the wrong time.Very, very, VERY loosely based on W.W. Jacobs' short story "The Monkey's Paw," Sorority Babes predates the thematically similar and gleefully morose Leprechaun Series (1993-2014) by about five years. Much like that series of schlocky comedy-horror, the proceedings of Sorority Babes center around a small mythical creature on a quest of mischief and can't ever seem to shut up about it. Yet what this movie looses in Jennifer Aniston's pre-Friends (1994-2004) allure, it more than makes up for it with gratuitous nudity across the board. Those looking for overt objectification of the fairer sex mixed with an obtuse, watered-down appropriation of Giallo visual motifs look no further than Sorority Babes.However those looking for psychological intensity, a logically progressing story, sly humor or lacking that the theatrical splatter gore we've all come to expect, you are in for a disappointing hour and twenty minutes. The moments most in need of show-stopping violence are the moments that show Director David DeCoteau at his most amateurish. The film shows so little actual blood, you'd swear the creators were making a Pee-Wee Herman Halloween special instead of a redeemable horror-comedy. Unlike Texas Chainsaw Massacre (1974) (which famously used only two ounces of fake blood), Sorority Babes doesn't supplant the gore with creepiness or the cautious building of tension. While some may find the lack of gore a respite, others may be attributing the lack of blood to a very prudent Bowl- O-Rama GM who demanded the floors be kept clean so the place can still operate during the day.To give credit where credit's due, I heard about this movie through the whimsical prose of Vent Scene and not from a random glimpse at a "Worst Movies" list. The author of the article made the film sound like a misjudged masterpiece doomed into obscurity by bad distribution and a radical approach to mis en scene. I can certainly relate to the magnetic charm of certain low-budget features; arguably the works of Troma Productions being the most merited. Yet there's an easily identifiable audience for these kinds of films, most of which will sit down to watch Sorority Babes and be mightily disappointed by it's corny humor and cheap, clean carnival-ride horror.At no point will any discernible viewer be scared for any of the characters. On the contrary, most will by checking the victims off, hoping that once all the annoying clowns, waifs and perverts are disposed of the movie will finally end. If a little funnier, if a little bloodier, if a little more coherent, the movie could have been for somebody. Unfortunately, with little going for it other than small precious flashes of originality, Sorority Babes in the Slimeball Bowl-O-Rama is conclusively for no one.

In the running for the cheesiest movie I've ever seen (right up there with "Zombie Lake") this film started out extremely slow. I have to admit, I almost turned it off. It got a little better about 30 minutes in, luckily.The plot is absurd and the script is poorly penned. The acting is third or fourth rate. Three 'nerds' spy on some sorority girls. They get caught and then as punishment get 'forced' into a prank that the initiating girls must pull off in order to get into the sorority. They are attempting to steal a bowling trophy (what the hell???) from a bowling alley and they unleash a horrible imp who grants them wishes that turn into curses.Linnea Quigley's punk rock criminal character is the only thing that saves this movie at all. She has some awesome lines and shines as the best actor in the bunch (sadly.) Also, a dude gets decapitated and they bowl his head down the lane which was pretty nice.Definitely the kind of movie you saw on USA Up All Night back in the 90's. Chock-full of ridiculous high school fantasies. Yikes! 4 out of 10, kids.

Biker/thief Spider(Linnea Quigley, punked out, but still a babe), vulgar and disgruntled most of the film, has to reluctantly join forces with nerdy Calvin(Andras Jones)to outsmart a demon imp released from his bowling trophy prison(!)who is turning college kids into ghouls and victims.It all starts when three dweebs, the aforementioned Calvin(drunken thanks to his dorky dorm pals), porky Jimmie(Hal Havins of "Night of the Demons" fame, as obnoxious as ever), and Keith(John Stuart Wildman..I have a bone to pick with this particular nerd, more on this joker in a moment)caught peeping on two sorority hopefuls, Taffy(Brinke Stevens, at her most delicious)and Lisa(Michelle Bauer..at the height of her sexual powers;but shamefully underused)naked in the bathroom, getting cleaned up after their paddlings and whipped creaming. Babs Peterson(Robin Stille)is the head sister who, along with her pledge sisters Rhonda(Kathi O'Brecht)and Frankie(Carla Baron), force the girls hoping to join their sorority, and the geeks caught sneaking a peek, to steal a trophy from her father's bowling alley. Once inside, the gang release the imp accidentally unleashing carnage on them all. While Babs and her posse plan to spoil their victims' evenings, they have no idea what's ultimately in store for them. Before this unfortunate mistake, the group find Spider trying to break open an arcade game for the cash inside. Seduced by the imp's supposed good will at granting each individual a wish a piece, those who take up his seemingly good offer find themselves doomed. But, the imp uses it's powers to hold the group hostage inside with a type of electronic forcefield and can invade bodies with possession.Based on this silly premise, you must acknowledge that this film is completely tongue-in-cheek the entire way through. Anyone who ventures into a film titled, "Sorority Babes in the Slimeball Bowl-O-Rama" ought to know what they are getting themselves into. Director David DeCoteau seems to be using natural light within the bowling alley because it's often hard to see what has happened to various victims. This film, like many a sex comedy/horror comedy trots out the clichéd characters, dumb girls naked and naive, nerds who, once confronted with the possibility of sex, freeze, sorority gals who like to mistreat their "inferior" subjects, and hogger practical joker who annoys everyone around him. It's all in good fun if you approach this film in the right frame of mind. Often the one-liners, many from Quigley, do fall flat, but there's enough true gags to keep one entertained..particularly those looking for a cheap laugh or two. I couldn't stop laughing a near-deaf Janitor Buck Flower, who for the first twenty or so minutes is locked in an equipment room, and later has a HILARIOUS conversation with Quigley regarding the imp and their terror within the bowling alley...misunderstanding what another is saying often works so well, especially when it's Buck Flower. But, even Buck, as funny as he is, can not top Brinke Stevens bathing soap from her naked flesh during her shower or Michelle Bauer hot and bothered ready to rave Keith. Oh, and on Keith..one thing that has always driven me bonkers about movies with nerds are those where they have this sexual dynamo, in lingerie no less, on top and ready to molest them, as they squirm trying to retreat! And, this guy has Bauer on top and wishes to get away from her..NUTS! Anyway, the film has Buck, a puppet demon with the voice of a bluesman, and two major-league honeys..what more can a guy ask for?! Oh, and to top it all off, you have one of the sorority girls turned into the Bride of Frankenstein(..the scene as she chases Quigley with an axe and surprises Buck with a knock at his door..not to mention his reaction..are gold)running around loose! What's not to love, right?