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A continuing exploration of the curious and obscure in vintage cinema.
A continuing exploration of the curious and obscure in vintage cinema.

MOUNTAINTOP MOTEL MASSACRE (1986)

Directed by Jim McCullough, Sr.
Anchor Bay Entertainment DVD

THE FILM
The old folks have taken over the asylum. Hi-fives to the old folks.

Mental hospitals are The Best, especially when it comes to slasher films. Grandmas are The Best, especially when it comes to real life. Mountaintop Motel Massacre initially utilizes both of these things, but somehow, it is not The Best. However, it's still pretty good. How do I know? Well, when two newlyweds arrive at Grandma's motel of death, they discover a filthy sack in the middle of the bathroom.

Bride: "Eww. Vernon, what is this?"

Vernon: "Ah, just an old sack. Throw it in the corner. I'm so horny, I can't stand it."

Thus, we, as cultivated slasher devotees, stumble upon what this film can offer our sensitive palettes: Personality. Lots of it. Mountaintop tells the story of an old lady, her dreary motel, and her penchant for killing random customers at said motel. That in itself is a serviceable, if uninspired, place to hang a hat. Yet, as a slasher film in search of deliverables, this sucker falls flat. Gory excitement bookends the whole thing, but overall, it's just people running around in the rain and banging on cabin doors. Or is it?

Working kind of like Final Exam, but exchanging developmental charisma for entertaining emptiness, the almost-slick Mountaintop dishes some fun; all thanks to its goofy leads. An elderly, whiskey-chugging preacher (Larry Buchanon fave Bill Thurman). His craggy carpenter pal (who actually stops to take a dump midway through the film). The randy newlyweds. An exquisitely portrayed mid-80s Dude. Two bimbos in search of a singing career. And of course, Grandma and her killer animals, underground tunnels, and empty detachment. You can't latch onto these people emotionally, but you can latch on superficially. And who doesn't want that once in awhile?

Before I hit the tunnels, it should be noted that this film was hoisted from the same dirty sack which held Creature From Black Lake. That is, the dirty sack of father-son exploitation ass-kickers Jim McCullough(s). Hi-fives are The Best.

AUDIO AND VIDEO
The dirty sack has vanished. I kinda miss it, but Mountaintop looks exceptionally nice. There's a hint of grain, deep contrasts, and the print is flawless. Mono sound does the job. Yep. In addition to this early single disc, the film is now available as a DVD two-fer with The Initiation. Pret-tay good.

EXTRAS
A fine theatrical trailer goes nuts with the taglines. You know, "Any moment might be CHECK-OUT TIME!", and stuff like that.

FINAL THOUGHTS
Grandma. Gore. Goofs. You bet. Mountaintop Motel Massacre may be out of shape, but glory still lingers. This is a sedate, mid-budgeted slasher which should warm the cockles of most anyone looking for such a thing. Old folks included.

— Joseph A. Ziemba, 04.17.08






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