Two sorority pledges and some peeping toms end up trapped
in a bowling alley by a powerful imp who grants wishes. HORROR
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Sorority Babes in the
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I was introduced to this film alongside Spookies when I visited my good friend and podcast cohost Caleb. Do I regret choosing those two movies among the hundreds of potential watch options at my disposal? No, I do not. Now I know to avoid shit like this. The ridiculously titled Sorority Babes in the Slimeball Bowl-O-Rama is another nonsensical, aimless adventure loaded with forgettable or irritating characters and an awfully racist imp with extremely vague powers. I didn't care for the film, but once again, I don't want to take anything away from those who did. It's just not my cup of tea. I prefer a nice English Breakfast, not boiled Mountain Dew.
Our heroes are a bunch of peeping toms who are trying to somehow score with the hot sorority pledges they were watching in the shower. The pledges are ordered by their sorority to steal a bowling trophy from the local bowling alley, and the dudes go with them because, well, the movie. The bowling trophy turns out to be a vessel for some tricky imp who grants wishes, but those wishes have a price. For example, one of the dudes wishes to bang one of the sorority girls, but the girl goes nuts trying to bang him, and gets cold feet. That's the price of magic. This movie is, in my humble opinion, fucking stupid. But if you love it, that's awesome for you. I wish I had the ability to just let major storytelling shit slide, but I don't. I need more than T & A and a wish-granting imp. I'd like a reason to care. |