All-Nite Horror Movie Marathon V: Friday The 13th Edition

R, 480 minutes

Since we’re lucky enough to have a Friday the 13th in the month of October, we’ve moved our popular All-Nite Horror Marathon to correspond. To celebrate the day, we’re playing our favorite F13 franchise film, Friday the 13th IV: The Final Chapter, as well as another beloved horror sequel, the recently-rediscovered Halloween III: Season of the Witch. And unlike our usual top-secret post-midnight program, we’re announcing in advance the rest of our titles, since we’re so proud of them. Three of the most over-the-top brutal and ridiculous films, all playing from restored prints courtesy of the American Genre Film Archive. First, Roger Watkins’s singular The Last House on Dead End Street, grindhouse-horror to end all grindhouse-error, then Tobe Hooper’s incredible follow-up to TX Chainsaw, called Eaten Alive, and finally some horror sexploitation, featuring Linnea Quigley, it’s Nightmare Sisters. Featuring post-midnight snacks. Will you survive?


In our favorite edition of the F13 franchise, Jason Voorhees has (surprise surprise) found a way back to Camp Crystal Lake to murder its inhabitants, despite everyone’s “knowledge” that he was dead & gone. This time, has Jason met his match in the little boy Tommy Jarvis? The Final Chapter has the unique privilege in the series of not just being one of the meanest, most hump-hating chapters, but also the silliest and most fun. This one features none other than Crispin Glover in a predictably eccentric performance, as well as a young Corey Feldman, who moves from innocent child to traumatized survivor. It’s like a John Hughes movie accidentally stumbled into a mid-80s slasher. Make-up by none other than Tom Savini himself! (1984, Joseph Zico, US, 91 min, R)


In Halloween III: Season of the Witch, an evil toymaker plans to kill all of the kids who go trick-or-treating on Halloween using deadly masks in order to complete an ancient Pagan ritual. It’s up to a doctor who is exploring the death of one of his patients to find out what is going on and convince everyone of the danger. With absolutely nothing to do with the two previous movies (tho that was the original intention of the series, but that’s another story), the film has only recently found the love it deserves. The film involves all manner of weird and wonderful plots, some of which go nowhere fast and some of which lead to the excellent conclusion. You’ve got androids, snakes and bugs, lasers, decapitations, burnings, Stonehenge, creepy Halloween masks and much more. Halloween III: Season of the Witch is unsettling at times, overly morbid and grim to the teeth and it leaves a sour after taste in your mouth as soon as the credits hit – perfect horror viewing! One of the most underrated horror films ever made and one which, thankfully, has finally started to gain a following. (1982, Tommy Lee Wallace, US, 99 min, R)


Strap yourselves in, for even the most hardened cinemagoers will meet their match in this epic dose of creeped-out heaviness: Last House oozes wrongness out of every pore. The threadbare plot involves a venomous, leather-jacketed ex-con (played by director Roger Watkins, who freely admits he crafted the movie during an extended meth binge) who lures his cohorts into filming snuff movies in an abandoned building. Strange rites ensue, involving Greek tragedy masks, power tools, animal limbs, and other niceties. Last House’s mystique was first built solidly upon its phony production credits and murky visuals — and what continues to set this film apart is its suffocating existential dread, creating the feeling of a sinister, odorous stranger breathing heavily down the back of your neck for an hour and a half. Last House is clearly Watkins’ attempt to create an offense to God, country and the universe itself — so come join us, and see how close he actually got! (1977, Roger Watkins, US, 91 min, R, DCP c. American Genre Film Archive)


In celebration of horror filmmaking legend Tobe Hooper, it’s a rare screening of his bonkers follow-up to The Texas Chainsaw Massacre. Darker, danker and more deeply disturbed than you could possibly imagine, Eaten Alive blenderizes Chainsaw‘s aggressive, hallucinatory drive with the out-of-control theatrics of an Off-Off-Broadway tribulation. Neville Brand is unforgettable as the spindly, gibbering yokel manning the fort at a decrepit swampside motel — and as Elm Street’s Robert Englund, Phantom of the Paradise’s William Finley, Chainsaw’s Marilyn Burns and more make their way to this diseased charnel house, Brand makes quick use of his trusty scythe(!), attempting to feed them all to the famished croc waiting just below the water. Toe-to-toe with Chainsaw’s quivering otherworldiness, Eaten Alive’s non-stop carousel of freaked-out weirdos embody the height of claustrophobic mania that Hooper can be so adept at capturing in a bottle — plus, Hooper and collaborator Wayne Bell lay on an unnerving musique concrète score that ratchets up the suspense as much as the events onscreen. A shatteringly singular exploitation experience. (1977, Tobe Hooper, US, 91 min, R, DCP c. American Genre Film Archive)


Three plain looking sorority sisters (our Shocktober opening night scream queen Linnea Quigley along with Brinke Stevens & Michelle Bauer) decide to host a séance and invite their nerdy boyfriends to enjoy the fun. But when Omar (Dukey Flyswatter), a mystical shaman, suddenly appears in their crystal ball and tricks the girls into touching him, they’re suddenly transformed into ravishing succubi, determined to suck more than just souls. Director David DeCoteau’s sexy horror comedy, Nightmare Sisters, is a non-stop thrill ride of outrageous 80s trash, starring three of the biggest names in scream queen history. Vinegar Syndrome is proud to bring Nightmare Sisters in DCP, newly restored from its original 35mm camera negative! (1987, David DeCoteau, 87 min, R, DCP c. American Genre Film Archive)

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