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
