Run If You Can

Law student Kim (Yvette Nipar) is house sitting alone in a mansion in Beverly Hills. Things get screwy when the satellite dish starts picking up what appear to be snuff films. They appear to be the work of a serial killer imaginatively labeled "The Lady Killer" by the press. Things get worse when Kim sees her best friend killed during a transmission and two cops (Martin Landau and Jerry Van Dyke!) are assigned to the case. This is pretty routine stuff from director/co-writer Virginia L. Stone, who handles it all very blandly. In fact the scariest thing about the film is that the house has carpeting in the kitchen. Perhaps the most interesting thing about the movie is that Landau and Van Dyke have substantial roles and aren't pulling a Cameron Mitchell. Every male character outside of the cops is a red herring, but when the killer is finally revealed I had to go back and find the scene where they are introduced. There is also a twist at the end that was probably the whole impetus for the film being made.