Ah, blatant boobs and blood. I can write about that combo all day. I mean, what more could you possibly need on the tube during a rainy night with a six-pack in tow? Hence, I have no qualms on exposing some more goods on the comedic horror known as STRIP CLUB SLASHER.
If you’ll take a look directly up top, you’ll find the first official poster for the flick. Your thoughts? Well, a giant close-up of a big-boobed (albeit bra-ed) dancer ain’t a bad way to go. I also dig the vintage “poster fold marks” as well as the way the word SLASHER is written in blood. For me, this one-sheet is basically saying, “You’re getting a blow job, but I’m not swallowing.” If that makes any sense whatsoever. Sorry, I’m drinking/
On a much easier to swallow note, here is the flick’s plot: A seedy, small town strip joint takes a down and dirty donkey punch to the back of the head when one of the girls is brutally murdered. Fearing that the killer may be targeting the local talent, the authorities shut the place down while they investigate the crime. Sad and scared, the other girls decide to spend the weekend together to reflect on the loss of their friend and to keep each other safe. Sex, drugs, and rock and roll ensue before everything comes to a scream-filled halt when a madman starts picking them off in a brutal display of blood drenched depravity!
Sound like a good time? You’re damn right! And, of course, STRIP CLUB (from director, Jason Stephenson) stars a bodacious bevy of babes: Elske McCain, Scarlet Salem (below), Rachel Grubb, Leah Avery, Corrine Manning, and Linday Starr. Joe Knetter plays said SLASHER.
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