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Sorority Babes in the Slimeball Bowl-O-Rama(1988)
Written by: The Arrow
Director: David DeCoteau

Andras Jones/Calvin
Linnea Quigley/Spider
Brinke Stevens/Taffy
Michelle Bauer/Lisa
6 10
Sizzling sorority babes and a trio of horny geeks wind up in a deserted bowling alley late at night as part of a pledge. Things go down the toilet when they unwillingly release a jive talking Imp (think a mini Gremlin) out of a bowling trophy. Wishes gone wrong, mucho tit shots and tacky possessions ensue. No you just didn’t smoke a bowl, you heard me right Tacos, that’s the actual plot of the movie! Groovy...now pass the Bong!
When I picked up the box for Sorority Babes in the Slimeball Bowl-O-Rama at the video store, the first thoughts that came to my mind were: great freaking title - shit, Andras Jones is in it, I love that guy - it’s got to be a cheese fest - the gore must be full on - I bet there are all kinds of “Dairy Maker” shots in this playpen… was I dead on?

Sorority Babes in the Slimeball Bowl-O-Rama flirted with my boxers by means of its army of hot babes on its slab. Namely 80’s Scream Queens Linnea Quigley, Brinke Stevens and Michelle “holy ta-tas” Bauer. Not only were the three dames charming as hell but Quigley aside, they let the bras hit the floor like it was the Carnival. GOOD STUFF! As for the silly premise, well it gracefully cranked my brain cells to “hell yeah!”! I mean come on! A paddle spanking pseudo-lesbo Sorority leader (you go Babs…smack those heart shaped asses!)? Or how about a wish granting Imp, trapped in a bowling trophy and who talks like a “soul man”? FUN SHITE! I couldn’t have drunk up better ideas! Fortunately this dumb duck delivered when it came to tapping into its sexiness and charming stupidity by way of ridiculous scenarios, quasi clever one-liners and meat rising smutty moments galore. It should also be said that the Imp himself was too kool for school during Exam semester. I wanted to hang with that Imp, get drunk with that Imp, pick up girls with that Imp, bang that Imp’s mother, do “needle point” with that Imp’s father…I’ll be frank (or Tony)…I wanted to be that Imp. Me and him…yeah… real tight!

On the limp side of the crowbar, I can’t say the film’s horror “joo-joo” did much for me. Here, demonic possession meant sloppy makeup jobs or a too inane to be amusing “Bride of Frankenstein” get up. The flick would’ve had way more bang if the victims had turned into disgusting monsters instead. The same could be said about the overall lack of gore at this party. Most of the kills were pathetically performed off-screen (due to the low budget I assume). I know…blood and guts aren’t everything but when a film is called Sorority Babes in the Slimeball Bowl-O-Rama, red slosh is the main ingredient to have right after the jugs. So the flick criminally flunked in that department. Lastly due to the lack of tension of any kind, the affair did lag at times where I wasn’t as interested in the situations as I should’ve been.

All in all though, Sorority Babes in the Slimeball Bowl-O-Rama was a cheesy, horny and often entertaining little film that could’ve been so much more if blood shed and terror would've been emphasized upon. But I had some smiles with it nonetheless and for me to smile now of late…is priceless. Imp this Imp up the Imp!
Apart from a couple of after the fact rolling heads and light blood, the kills were performed off-screen and far from satisfying. No need for a Tampax, this one was dry! What a big “No-No” for a flick of this type!
Andras Jones (Calvin) gave the best show in the house (after the Imp of course). He was charming in a nerdy way while remaining believable. Not only was Linnea Quigley (Spider) hot as torture but she also put out a unique delivery that made her very likeable. Brinke Stevens (Taffy) gave a natural and grounded display. She also lost her top (and bottom) often. I RESPECT THAT! Michelle Bauer (Lisa) was drop dead gorgeous and her sensual performance cranked Arrow Jr. to attention. George “Buck” Flower (Janitor) was hilarious as usual as the dim witted and half deaf Janitor. This mofo always rocks!
T & A
Brinke Stevens (Taffy) and Michelle Bauer (Lisa) revealed all (I mean all) while Robin Rochelle (Babs) and Linnea Quigley (Spider) went the “show off heavy cleavage” way. We also get some girl on girl paddle spankings. GREAT MOVE! The ladies get some shirtless dude and a fine-looking Imp.
DeCoteau’s directing went from kool, to adequate to un-inspired. I’ll give him this; the flick looked great taking into account the minuscule budget he had to toy with. Decent.
We get a mucho tacky 80’s synthesizer-job and some even tackier 80’s pop/rock. Tacky = good.
Sorority Babes in the Slimeball Bowl-O-Rama didn’t fully live up to its “wam-bam” name where it wasn’t as humorous as it should’ve been and definitely not horrific enough. Think a "Long Island Ice Tea" but without the Rum or the Gin. Simultaneously though, this street trash padded its brassiere with a gnarly villain, yummy lesbian undertones, saliva inducing knockers and an adequate amount of absurdity to quench the “bad movie” junkie in me. Leave your partner at home and see it solo with beers, tissues and a jar of Vaseline. That’s what I did and look! I’m a better a-hole for it!
David DeCoteau is now one of the leading horror directors in terms of genre films aimed at the gay niche.

Robin Rochelle is also known as Robin Stille. She commited suicide in 1996.

I recommend you have a "Long Island Ice Tea" while watching this flick to up the fun. Here's a good recipee: 1 part Vodka - 1 part Tequila - 1 part Rum - 1 part Gin 1 part Triple sec - 1 1/2 part Sour mix - 1 splash of Coca-Cola

Mix ingredients together in a glass filled with ice. Pour the whole into shaker and give it ONE good shake. Pour it all back into glass, sprinkle drops of lemon on top and drink up ya bums!