A decent slasher mystery by Harry Kirkpatrick aka Umberto Lenzi of Cannibal Ferox (not a gorefest like that film though). What this film lacks in gore, it makes up for in cheeziness. There's a tough biker gang called the Demons with a Mexican leader, a pervert worker at a hotel peeping into a slut's room where she bangs dimwitted rich people for money, a religious zealot scumbag with a whore of a daughter that pisses him off, John Saxon as a crooked cop, and the most hilarious thing is the electric shock murders the killer (a silent biker) employs on his victims. These kills are amsuing with the bad 80's light effects and burning corpses. No extreme gore outcomes but just seeing people shocked is priceless. I didn't find myself bored throughout the film even if it spent most of the time with a dorky football player and a chick from a bar trying to find out who killed his best friend. The football player and bar chick have a romantic thing going on of course. Because this movie is set during Spring Break, you do get glimpses of partying asshole college kids at the beach, decent amount of tits and ass. The killer's secret identity becomes painfully obvious early on in the film but the fun is in seeing the campiness of it all play out until the inevitable and predictable ending. The movie works both on the intentional and unintentional comedy.
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