THE HOUSE ON SORORITY ROW (1983)
Dir: Mark Rosman
PAROCHIAL, BEGGING FOR PARODY
It’s hard to imagine how low the bar was set in this field, that relatively early in the slasher something like this passed muster. If you want a prototype example of what is completely cliché and uninspired about this type of film, look no further. We tend to idealize originals and chide remakes for pilfering artistic vision, but this is no less of a soporific cash-grab than the 2009 remake.
A bunch of sorority girls planning a party, a prank gone awry, the evil house mother. We see a girl put on lipstick (bright red), and she’s the first to die. One of them is the bitch, the ring leader, another is the good one who tries to dissuade the rest.
It doesn’t take a genius to make a film like Scream then. Only someone with basic observation skills. The only difference between the Wes Craven parody and this, is that Wes Craven understood how laughably derivative a lot of this is.