No-budget, Halloween-wannabe, supernatural slasher

This is a bad film. Borderline Plan 9 from Outer Space bad. It's a frequent contender for worst horror film ever made. To call the plot paper thin is a massive understatement. The directing (Steve Latshaw) and editing (Wayland Strickland) are both awful, with scenes depicting shifts from reality to imagination descending into confusion. The acting is truly dire (several of the cast - thankfully - called it a day after this). Latshaw cast his own nine year old son as child lead - a 'Milkybar Kid' lookalike with the facial expression range of a block of wood, and a voice stuck in monotone; fear, surprise, joy, they all look and sound exactly the same. And he still manages to act just about everybody else off the screen.

However... It has three things going for it. 1) Good camerawork/lighting; 2) good creature design for the 'Pumpkin Man'; and 3) B movie icon Linnea Quigley. Fans of Linnea will know that she always plays to her strengths - and boy does she here; Femme Fatales magazine called her introductory, completely irrelevant, prolonged nude shower scene her 'most gratuitous ever' (which is saying something!). The overall final result is that - in a 'so bad it's good' kinda way - it's pretty entertaining (much like Plan 9 from Outer Space). 5/10