Rock N Roll Nightmare (1987)

Rock N Roll Nightmare (R)

"Sex, Dishes, more Sex, more Dishes & then Rock N Roll"

A rock group heads to the Canadian country side to work on a new album free of distraction (except from their own women), where unbeknownst to them Beelezbub and his minions are also looking to rock out with their souls in direct-to-video cheapie Rock N Roll Nightmare.

It's hard to come down on a silly flick like RNR Nightmare, an exuberantly Canadian horror flick with some talented special effects work that tries to do too much with too little, some mildly talented and territorially famous musicians without a lick of acting talent and a director who can point a lens at things but would probably be better off staying home and getting drunk.  It's all fueled by the cult of Thor, or actually Jon Mikl-Thor, a formed body builder aka Glam-rock star aka movie star aka human-meat loaf who couldn't act his way out of a brown paper bag.  It's hard to come down on something so effortlessly lame, there are unconscious shades of Spinal Tap throughout, but down we must go.  Between the endless stilted banter, the countless scenes of doing the dishes, the gratuitously bad love scenes which sometimes run back to back, the Canadian-tinged  accents, the cans of Coke instead of Cocaine, to the hopelessly awfully jaw dropping silly conclusion, all scored with bland aging arena rock, Rock N Roll Nightmare is more like a dream that you wake up from and wonder "must have been something I ate,"  chuckle to yourself and then effortlessly roll over and fall back asleep.

2 Funny Little One Eyed Puppets that steal the show out of 10 (BAD)