OK horror fans, you have to keep in mind this is a goof. Not a SCARY MOVIE style spoof but more of a pre-SCREAM "hey it's 1989 and the trappings of this horror genre are pretty evident" goof. It's also supposed to be an indirect sequel to WITCHBOARD even though the notice at the bottom of the VHS box cover says it's not. Yes, there's an actually note on the box declaring "this in not a sequel" - have we have seen that before? Anyway I think it's great - ridiculous but great. Like, have 10 beers then press play great. Plus scream queen Linnea Quigley is in it and she elevates any production she's in (and elevates my pants IF you know what I'm talking about it).

Let me start off this review by openly admitting that this silly supernatural late 80's low-budget fright flick is by no means a shamefully ignored and underrated "lost" classic. In fact, this film is often pretty bad and laughable, but fortunately in a way that's frequently unintentionally funny and hence quite enjoyable for all the wrong reasons. Four parapsychologists and three detectives who say plenty of howl-inducing pitiful dialogue (choice tin-eared gems include "I'm afraid of anything that makes a guy jump out a window," and "I take s**t from you as long as your worth it") investigate Lanterhouse, a creaky old mansion that's haunted by the malevolent spirit of nefarious warlock/mass murderer Avery Lanter, who -- big surprise! -- promptly starts to pick off the wholly deserving and unlikable dimwits in assorted gruesome ways (the best murder set piece occurs when a bullet gets levitated right into a cop's forehead!). Clumsily directed by the usually more competent Kevin S. Tenney (who also gave us the superior 80's shockers "Witchboard" and "Night of the Demons"), with incredibly awful acting, a ridiculous "Carrie" rip-off ending, good gore f/x by Judy Yokemotto, and a hokey plot that blatantly copies "Poltergeist," this uproariously atrocious junk qualifies as a complete gut-busting hoot from stupid start to fumbled finish. As a substantial added bonus, the luscious Linnea Quigley once again dutifully doffs her duds and bares her beautiful body for her umpteenth utterly gratuitous, but much-appreciated shower nude scene (poor Linnea has her neck pierced by an understandably excited shower nozzle). A so-horrible-it's-paradoxically-happening prime tasty chunk of delectably dreadful cheese.

A man in a bad suit runs around a house, fleeing something. He dies when he falls out of a second story window. The man was The Amazing Asimov, a Las Vegas magician. The house is in the middle of a cemetery (never really seen), and is haunted by a satanic warlock. The owner hoped to make it an inn, but wants to make sure people who stay there don't get killed by the witch. He hires a team of psychic mediums and cops.The actors are all pretty stiff, and they have to deliver huge amounts of boring dialogue. Not much happens in the movie. The brief death scenes are done fairly well, including a strange shower impalement, and exploding head, and a melting character.

Linnea Quigley is one of the best slasher movie vixens of all time. She may never win an Oscar, but she still has won the hearts of many loyal fans. I personally adore Linnea, and I love the way she always makes time for her fans. I found her email address once and sent her a little fan email. She actually took the time to email me back a sweet response. Isn't that a great celebrity? She is a goddess. If Linnea is in a horror flick, you know that it is going to be pretty good. You never have to worry about hating the movie because with Linnea, how can you lose? Do yourself a favor and check out Linnea's horror workout, Night of the Demons, or Return of the Living Dead!