Psycho Cop

This is the ultimate party movie, take a drink every time they mention the caretaker. Well don't actually or you will die. What great cheese this movie has, kids paranoid as hell and a satan worshipper/ stand-up comedian/ psycho cop. Watch for the 666 shot of the hand it will leave you in stitches. This movie has the stupidest teens ever and some of the worst 80's fashion. Want laughably bad horror and acting here ya go. Officer Joe Vickers you suck and yet your really cool! These kids also talk about beer along with the caretaker constantly and the beer looks like canada dry. So bad it's good is not always a lie.

Oh God, where do I begin with this one. (Deep breath...) I am shocked and chagrined that this masterwork has not seen the light of day for a DVD release. I would love to hear B.R. Shafer's commentary on how he came up with those hilarious one liners.

In a nutshell, a group of personal friends run to the hills for some boozin' and relaxation. Their only two concerns seems to be misplaced beer and the caretaker. They missed one...a devil-worshipping cop who is on the loose and filled with one-liners and bag of tricks on how to kill. Officer Vicker's one line cliches are timely and very funny. The movie is not scary or frightening. It wasn't meant to be since it was written diligently by Wallace Potts on a weekend. It was directed and produced by Potts in about a fortnight. The attire worn by the cast is appropriate for an 80's slasher flick and adds to the air of comedy surrounding this film.

The deaths. The deaths are silly, but he employs a variety of methods as a means to killing these youths. Especially when he rips a guy's heart out and follows it with "Have a heart. HA HA". This adds to the brilliance of this movie. I prefer this movie over Manic Cop by Bill Lustig.

Overall, a night of laughter and comments like "I cant believe I'm watching this" will fill your living room as you watch this film.

Score: 10 out of 10 -- NOTE: a 6 pack should be consumed before and an additional 6 pack should be consumed during.

My review was written in January 1990 after watching the film on South Gate Entertainment video cassette.

A catchy title fronts for a very boring video feature film, offering nothing in the way of diversion for horror fans.

Bobby Ray Shafer is a bland choice for the title role, a policeman who's a satanist into the antisocial activity of stabbing folks for a blood ritual. Later on we find out he's the product of a broken home and is just posing as a cop.

He terrorizes a bunch of stupid teens, off on a weekend outing at a remote house (as per conry horror genre format). Not much happens except for the clockwork killings, climaxing with the heroine surrounded by her friends who've been literally crucified.

Weakest aspect of Wallace Potts' picture, a presentation from British producer Cassian Elwes, is the set of unfunny witticisms penned for Shafr to say while killing people. Tech credit are unimpressive; gore is the films' sole rasion d'etre.

If you're in the mood for a great 80's horror, full of cliches and bad acting, look no further! 6 young adults get together at a mansion in the woods (looks alot like the suburbs) and are slowly dispatched by the killer. A nice selection of cheesy one-liners, along with the ambiguously gay character of Blake Washer, make this a perfect rental for a night of laughs and moans of "oh gaaawd, whatever"!

A low budget Maniac Cop rip off that is barely passable, made by people who obviously had no idea how to make a horror movie. Contains crappy kills, paranoid teens, and a killer who spits out one liners all while acting as wooden as a post. But hey it also has jokes... What has eighteen legs and two tits... the supreme court! 😂😄😀😐😒