This film is an utter mess. Surprisingly it is structured all right so as to have a decent flow and make a little bit of sense yet despite that, it is still ludicrously absurd.

It starts out with a busload of cheerleaders on their way to practice camp or some such thing when they are attacked by a drone of all things except it is just not any old drone because it has saw blades attached to it. So of course, the bus dies, the driver dies and so do all the cheerleaders from that deadly frisbee of death. As this film goes on we are introduced to more cheerleaders whose I.Q. is at least half of that from the women in the first Cheerleader Massacre if that is even humanly possible. Queue up more killing, extremely long shower and bath scenes with all the nudity you would expect and a script that has each and every character whining or exclaiming about things that they have no need of doing so. Things like…

“I can’t talk! I’m having a bath!”

“Let’s do some cheers!”

“Why am I dying!”

“Let’s make out!”

“I am killed!”

Where Cheerleader Massacre was somewhat watchable, it would be nice to say that this second piece of trash was not. Sadly, this film has that same undefinable quality that keeps you watching even though you know you should stop and you are keenly aware your life is wasting away with every minute that passes.

The worst thing about this picture, aside from the cutaways to the cheerleaders in those moments where the music sounds as if it came from the SNL skit The Californians, as well as literally everything else, was the person who decided that a regular old homicidal maniac was not good enough to kill these women. Instead, our killer uses extremely high-tech gadgetry like exploding razorblade wire traps to entangle people in or other weird drones that fly around with miniature suns harnessed in their grip that shoot flames and lasers and whatnot. It is almost as if the makers of this film decided to take a bit of Hellraiser and Screamers and Saw and whatever else they could think of and jammed it in here. If Pinhead had been in this film, only then would it have been something to be excited about.

With all of that including bad everything, this film actually attains that rare status of ‘so bad it’s good.’ Sad, but true. Thankfully what started with Slumber Party Massacre ends here. For now at least.

1.5 out of 5