Firstly I
feel I should start off by saying that I love B-Movies. That's probably
a given seeing as I own and operate a B-Movie review site, but I
thought I'd point it out anyway. I don't like art house films. I get
bored when films try and preach me their message. I can't sit through
any of the Lord of the Rings movies. My movie going experience is about
one thing.
Dumb fun.
That's why I liked The Initiation.
Highly predictable at best, I had the whole story figured out by about
15 minutes in. The amnesiac girl with horrible nightmares that seem
*too* real, The ambiguous parents, the mystery figures in the mental
institution, the attractive teacher...I read it like a book. But
through some creative use of garden tools and some full frontal nudity
from Hunter Tylo, I had a hell of a time predicting it all.
Kelly Fairchild seems to be a normal sorority pledge. Apart from the
nightmares and the lack of memory of events before age nine, Kelly is
looking forward to a fairly normal hell week. When the nightmares start
getting worse she seeks the help of spunky graduate student and
teachers aide Peter. Through hypnosis Peter manages to gather a few
pieces of information about Kelly's strange recurring dreams, until he
is rudely interrupted and threatened by Kelly's mother who warns him
against prying any further.
Meanwhile an unseen mental patient has escaped a local hospital and the
body count is starting to rise. This unknown figure starts going after
people close to Kelly with garden tools. Hell Week prank night rolls
around and the Delta Ro Kai pledges must break into Kelly's fathers
shopping mall to steal the night watchman's uniform. By the time they
arrive, the Night watchman is already dead, and it doesn't look like
any of them are getting out of there alive.
This movie follows the simple 80's horror movie formula - drink alcohol
or do drugs, you die. Have sex, you die. If you're a virgin, you live.
If you're a virgin who decides to have sex during the course of the
film, you die - and that was a really stupid decision.
This movie was great. Plenty of gore without being excessive, a
sprinkling of boobs some chotchki, and Daphne Zuniga's bum crack.
Classic 80's cheese at it's best. 1984 is a good vintage, I feel. It
deserves a more in depth review than this one, and I'm sure I'll get
around to re-writing it one day.
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Year: 1984
