Breeders

Oh. My. God.

This movie is shit HOUSE.

I'd like to say there is something redeeming about it, but the fact of the matter is there isn't. Clearly someone in the eighties thought:

"Horror movies are doing really well. All you really need is a monster, a few girls running around nude and some gory parts and you've got a winner. Now, what do I have...well, I have one hundred and forty dollars which is enough to get me a camera to film the movie. I could paint that halloween costume black and that would be the monster's costume. And, I think I have a few ex girlfriends who will get their kit off for me. None of them can act, but that doesn't matter. I have a couple of other friends from the local amateur theatre and they could be the investigators. Err, I wonder if the fact that they only make the tea and biscuits could cause a problem? Nah, she'll be right. And a little twist at the end, just like Friday The 13th and Halloween...no problem."

Yeah. Worked well didn't it. Or more accurately it didn't.

This is so bad there's nothing more I can say about it.

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