Sometimes when you're watching an obscure low-keyed 80's slasher and the main characters are getting introduced one by one, you simply can't wait for them to die quick and most excruciatingly painful. "Home Sweet Home" is one of them movies that exclusively features two-time loser characters. More specifically we have a big raunchy ranch full of social outcasts celebrating Thanksgiving and one seriously frenzied killer. The latter, played by Jake Steinfield who apparently is some kind of acclaimed health and fitness guru in America, just escaped from the loony bin, ran over a defenseless old lady with a stolen station car (actually the best scene in the entire film) and now he's heading for the countryside to feast his maniacal lusts on a Thanksgiving gathering of dorks. It all sounds fair enough, but "Home Sweet Home" is just another dreadful and nearly unendurable stalk-n-slash movie with no suspense whatsoever, abominable performances and worst of all uninspired and lame killings. The most intolerable characters is actually named Mistake and he annoys everyone, especially the viewer, with his white-painted mime face, awful guitar music, lame jokes and imbecilic magic tricks. The psychopath isn't much better, because all he ever does is showing off his biceps (impressive, of course) and laugh moronically. The dialogs are absolutely horrible. Example: "Hey, who's this beautiful bitch?" "Hi, my name's Jennifer!". Half of the film you're staring at a black screen and yet the other half is even more boring. This totally dud and cheesy turkey was the debut of beauty Vanessa Shaw ("The Hills Have Eyes", "3:10 To Yuma") but, not surprisingly, it took her another decade to find work after starring in this garbage. If you're ever wondering why so many 80's horror movies ended up in total oblivion, watch this junk and just be glad they did.
Review of Home Sweet Home
