Years ago, Valerie Bates and her little sister Courtney were the soul survivors of a drill-wielding psychopath. However, the experience put poor Valerie in a mental institution, leaving her tomboyish little sister and the girls' mother alone to cope. That was years ago, however and now young Courtney has grown up to be a teenage knockout, who just happens to look like Crystal Bernard of the TV show "Wings" fame. She is struggling to live a normal life, despite terrible dreams involving her institutionalized sister, blood, gore, smoke and a James Dean-from Hell looking Rock N Roller, who just happens to use as his weapon of choice, GET THIS, a fire engine red guitar drill! She tries to put her dreams out of her mind by accompanying her girlfriends on a weekend of fun and partying, but her dreams go right along with her, as poor Courtney begins to have insane hallucinations involving the black clad shock rocker from her dreams. As this is going on, her friends slowly begin to disappear one by one. Can it be true? Has the Driller Killer been reincarnated as kind of a demonic Elvis Presley? Or is Miss Courtney Bates ready for a one way trip to the Booby Hatch? While this movie may not be (Ok, IS NOT) the greatest movie ever made, it does qualify as a KILLER B Movie (Pardon The Pun). Besides, let's be honest folks, who wouldn't want to own the Driller Killer's Guitar Drill? The Guitar Drill ALONE makes the movie worth seeing, and the gore sequences and fire special effects DON'T hurt.
