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  • Warning: Spoilers
    NIGHTMARE BEACH (1989, original title La spiaggia del terrore, aka WELCOME TO SPRING BREAK) is a late-stage giallo from Umberto Lenzi, an extremely prolific director and also one of my favourites. This one's a lesser work but one that nonetheless proves entertaining for the fans. It's set at Spring Break time in Florida, where a cast of young good-looking characters are assailed by a psycho killer on a souped-up motorbike who favours electrocution as his (or her) modus operandi! Cruel chief of police John Saxon doesn't help much either with his "shoot first" method of policing and a local motorbike gang sporting DEMONS jackets (!) only adds to the mayhem.

    I caught this on Prime in a HD version and it's certainly a colourful, fine-looking film but you feel at times Lenzi is distracted by all of the "bikini babes" so much that the endless titillation feels like padding. Italian horrors of the 1980s struggled to find good actors and there's a real sense here that the younger characters are of the 'pretty but bland' type you see in Friday the 13th or Nightmare on Elm Street sequels. However, the electrocution murders are inventive and get more gruesome as the running time goes on, leading to some eyeball-popping, face-melting nastiness that doesn't disappoint. The ending offers a traditional identity for the villain despite the supernatural plot elements elsewhere. A solid slice of '80s horror this, far from reaching classic status, but still fun if you're in the right mood.
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    Perpetually depressed Spring Breaker Skip (Nicolas De Toth) heads to Florida with his buddy to try and forget blowing the biggest football game of his college career. Too bad for him everyone in Miami not only saw the game, but recognizes him on the spot. As if feeling like a social pariah in the 80s isn't bad enough, there is also a killer cruising around the beach on a motorcycle killing any immoral party animals. Sheriff Strycher (John Saxon) thought he just witnessed the killer be executed by the State but now it looks like he will have to work some more. Meanwhile, Skip teams up with bartender Gail (Sarah Buxton), whose sister was murdered by the alleged killer, to do their own detective work.

    More 80s Italian Florida-filmed madness. This one easily trumps stuff like Miami HORROR because 1) it is an amazing time capsule of 80s spring break and 2) it isn't boring! Sure, you will know who the killer is within 30 minutes and their motives are questionable (are pulling practical jokes or hitchhiking really death worthy sins?), but it is hardly the worst slasher of the decade. Director Umberto Lenzi doesn't seem too bothered with details (how is it that Saxon shows up right before a fight anywhere in the county), but the electrocution murders are well staged. He delivered another beach themed flick the following year with HITCHER IN THE DARK. Amazingly, leads Buxton and De Toth both went on to have successful careers after this. She has done tons of work on soap operas and he - hold onto your seats - edited T3, LIVE FREE OR DIE HARD and WOLVERINE! No doubt working with Lenzi shaped their young minds. Co-starring Michael Parks and Lance LeGault.
  • Here in his attempt to shamelessly imitate the success of American teen slasher-movies, veteran Italian director Umberto Lenzi bids you welcome to a lot more than just Spring Break! Welcome to clichéd situations and ridiculous stereotypes! Welcome to cheesy gore and gratuitous nudity! Welcome to zero tension and maximum nonsense! Welcome to horrible rock music and awful dialogs! In short, welcome to the glorious and wonderfully entertaining world of 80's horror film-making! The overall quality level of this movie may very well be less than mediocre, but it guarantees a damn good time and I wouldn't hesitate to recommend it to tolerant fans of the genre. Some people and websites describe "Welcome to Spring Break" as a Giallo, but that's probably just because its director is Italian and maybe even because the DVD-cover proudly depicts the image of a maniacal killer wearing a pitch black motorcycle helmet (which was one of the favorite disguises of Giallo-killers), but it's actually a full-blooded and prototypic slasher in the trend of "Friday the 13th", "Happy Birthday To Me", "April Fool's Day" and other so-called holiday-themed splatter junk. The simpler the concept; the better. Unleash a killer – preferably one with an eerie disguise who likes his murders gruesome – among a group of stupid, drunken and hormone-laden teenagers in sunny, beach area. Try and raise confusion by suggesting the killer may be the vengeful reincarnation of a wrongfully executed biker, cast the almighty John Saxon as a sadistically corrupt cop, throw in some totally random images of a wet T-shirt contest and you got yourself the true definition of an 80's guilty pleasure. If you've seen a few movies like this, it shouldn't be too difficult to guess the maniac's identity quite early in the film already, but at least Umberto Lenzi's efforts to provide red herrings are admirable. The maniac's favorite method is interesting as well, as you don't see a mobile electric chair too often. The acting performances are mostly atrocious, with the exception of the aforementioned John Saxon and Michael Parks ("From Dusk Till Dawn", "Planet Terror") as the alcoholic doctor. There are a lot of things wrong with this film, but why bother getting annoyed over them? The girls are beautiful, the boys are dorks, the killer is cool and John Saxon is the man!
  • Umberto Lenzi (the Italian exploitation director who gave the world the incredibly gruesome CANNIBAL FEROX) spawned this entry into our beloved stalk and slash cycle under the amusing ‘all American' alias of Harry Kirkpatrick. Unleashed in 1988, I don't think that WELCOME TO SPRING BREAK ever got a UK release, so I had to hunt down a NTSC copy. I was kind of looking forward to receiving my print and didn't quite know what to expect. Knowing the work of Lenzi, I thought that this could either be a cheap bargain basement flick or a gruesome gore filled monster. I hoped that the latter would be the closest to the truth as I opened the jiffy bag in which my shrink rapped VHS arrived in and placed it into my video recorder…

    It opens with a menacing looking guy – whom we later find out is named Edward ‘Diablo' Santor – being escorted to the electric chair for being found guilty of the murder of a beach bunny named Mary. He protests his innocence by shouting things like ` I've been framed' and `I didn't kill your sister bitch!' to a young attractive teen – Gail (Saran Buxton) – who's in the box viewing the execution. The convict gets strapped in and asked if he has any last words. He swears that he'll return to seek revenge upon those who wrongly accused him. The lever gets flicked and the unlucky inmate gets fried. Cue a cheesy eighties pop atrocity named ‘Don't take my heart', and on roll the credits… We are now introduced to a few of the residents of a sunny, sandy beach. You've got the Demons, a trouble making biker gang who terrorise all the local youths that are not a part of their group. Diablo - the guy sent to his death – was the leader of this rebellious pack and lets just say that the surviving members are not too pleased that he's not here to lead them astray anymore! You've also got a group of randy party loving teens who seem to enjoy nothing more than pulling dumb pranks upon each other, attending the beach wet T-shirt contests, chasing the opposite sex and drinking copious amounts of beer in the local bar. Gail (the sister of the pre-plot murder victim) pours the liquors in this seedy drinking establishment; and it's there where she meets Skip (Nicholas De Toth) and the two strikes up a romantic relationship. All these wild and fun filled nights are watched by an over zealous police chief named Striker (John Saxon) and a commandment abiding sinister minister (Lance LeGault) who warns the enthusiastic youngsters that they shouldn't sin! Before long a maniacal killer disguised in biker leathers and a helmet complete with tinted visor begins holding his own executions among the unsuspecting townsfolk. Each slaying becomes far more grisly than the next. The authorities try to keep the vicious murders under wraps, but when the bodies begin turning up in public places, it becomes incredibly difficult to keep the chilling fact a secret. So has Diablo kept his promise and returned from the grave to raise hell among the living?

    To describe this flick to you in the best possible way, I'd have to say it's like a late night Baywatch complete with a psychopathic killer working his way through the lifeguards! If that takes your fancy then this may well be the movie you've been hunting for! It's blessed with some genuinely original death sequences, including one unlucky female getting chained to a post before she's, well, how shall we put it, ‘Flame grilled' by a large incinerator! It's also hilariously cheesy in a number of places and fans of bad cinema will find a few laughs scattered around freely here and there. It's pretty gory in a cheapskate kind of way and the killer's identity manages to remain quite well kept secret until he is unmasked in the closing five minutes. I was pleased to see John Saxon made a welcome appearance as the sadistic cop. Fond memories of his career best performance in Bruce Lee's ENTER THE DRAGON always allow him to hold his own in a movie. It's all located around a beautifully sandy sun splashed beach and we get some decent and inviting shots of the clear blue sea. Suspicion is chucked at everyone and the killer is hardly camera shy, managing to electrocute quite a few jocks and beach bunnies. The lead characters are likeable enough, giving you enough time to relate to them and hope they avoid getting slaughtered. Lenzi is also successful in keeping things interesting and has added all the relevant clichés without overdoing them to the point of becoming annoying.

    Sadly however, WELCOME TO SPRING BREAK can't help but feel shamefully average, at best. The cast don't give us any memorable performances. And even the once charismatic Saxon looked bored. Likeable as he is, he seems to have lost his charm somewhat since the rapid decline of his once promising career. Things are also a little too predictable. You just knew all the way through what was going to happen next and the director doesn't even try to create any sense of fear or suspense. The kill scenes are painfully rushed without any stalking or effective build up. Our psycho just turns up when an unsuspecting victim is alone and then he quickly kills them! There isn't even a decent showdown when his identity is revealed. Although his motives for the murders are resolved and explained things still couldn't help but feel somewhat halfhearted and incomplete.

    If I were to put this flick on a double feature, I'd pair it up with Ruggero Deodato's BODYCOUNT. The two are similar in many ways, if not for the fact that the two directors have a great deal in common. All in all this isn't excellent but it's not a complete waste of time either. Just a relatively simple ‘by the book' slasher, no less and certainly no more!
  • First, the movie istelf starts pretty well because it has all the ingredients to be cool; 80's vibes, cars, girls, parties, drinks, gore and a little of Sci-Fi.

    Second, I really enjoyed the first 60 minutes. Good memories from the 80's and some nostalgia from here and there. What it really worked here are the mistery aura from the killer, the gore and the main characters as acceptable actors.

    Third, the settings are cool and the bikers gang and music are the best probably. The Sheriff is a classic actor from Horror movies. Don't want to spoil anything.

    Last, the bad. The last 20 minutes are terrible. It ruined almost everything and everything ends really fast. Poor. Really poor. Not to mention some characters "disappear" and we don't know anything about it.

    So, overall a horror entertaining b-movie with 80's vibes.
  • asgard-54 October 2010
    This juicy slice of summer happens to be one of the most professional Italian movies made on US soil. You get young people partying, 80s metal non stop, wet t-shirt contests, pretty girls making a buck or two on the side with older gents, sharply dressed biker gang, shady local government figures, and a leather-clad masked killer who offs everybody in high voltage fashion. The story isn't very special, a beach town biker gang leader gets fried on electric chair, while John Saxon the sheriff and Michael Parks the doctor see to it. BTBGL's last words consist of a vow to avenge his own death. Later it's summertime and horny young people start turning up dead. Amidst all this two friends ride into town to join the party. Will it all turn out well? This film is one of the most watchable slashers out there. It's so well made, well paced and well acted (well, it's campy but not horrible) that it almost qualifies for a "feel-good slasher". You might not like it if you're a "gore hound" and only want to see people suffer, because here everybody's having fun.
  • The leader of the biker gang "The Demons" is convicted for murder and is electrocuted in the electric chair. Before he dies, he yells that he'll take revenge on the town. But the beach community main focus for now is the truck load of college students making their way there for "Spring break". Although, things turn bad when the biker's body is now missing from its grave and a serial killer biker has hit the scene and is killing teenagers. This leaves a depressingly good-guy collage football player and a barmaid to figure out who's behind the killings, while the authorities try to cover it up so it doesn't spoil business.

    SPRING BREAK! Time to riot and be completely idiotic! When watching this, I was thinking that I was going to get mostly a slasher film, but Umberto Lenzi (who's going by Harry Kirkpatrick for the occasion) seemed more occupied with the pointlessly low-brow partying. I thought this aspect would be more in the background, but instead it came to the forefront. This costs the mystery element of the story with Porky's-Revenge of the Nerds II antics winning out.

    This low-budget, b-grade effort is pretty much a loudly obnoxious copy and paste slasher/goofball item that recycles the usual stereotypes, clichés and red herrings with less than desirable results. These tools are laid on thick… very thick. This goes for the token characters, which the camera seems to follow about. You got the thief, prankster, misguided girl conning older men out of their doe, loud-mouth lout, peeping tom, sex-crazed dope, mopey football player, trouble makers (bikers here), Rev.'s skank daughter and the list just goes on… and on. Random characters simply come and go in a stereotypical mish mash. I don't mind this, if it didn't uninterestingly drag, which I found it to do. These certain aspects and gimmicks involving these different characters do get tired, like the thief constantly stealing money and everyone believing the prankster's gags. In no time you're thinking how can they keep on falling for it? Everything about this side of the story was so heavy handed, predictable and one-dimensional in its build-up that when it came to "who-dunnit" slasher development it just falls flat on its back.

    The cardboard premise is chocker block with possibilities as it goes all over the place in what it wants to be and a tepidly dismal script offers very little help. The red herrings are poorly justified and unbelievable that you can see who it is miles before it's even revealed and there are coincidences' too many. Lenzi's statically lazy direction can hardly raise an ounce of sweat with weak attempts of suspense, but there are few effective touches amongst the dross and his pacing is quite stable. Make-up special effects are tolerable enough, but the gore is pretty much missing, as most of the violence involves victims being burnt to a crisp after being electrocuted by the killer/or bike. Yep, bike! They are quite original, but still these buzzing jolts are weakly handled and simply risible in the execution of the deaths. Most of the time he just happens to be there, just like many of the other characters. So there's a high suspension of disbelief needed. The smashingly uproarious rock score by Claidio Simonetti sticks in many heavy metal cues with plenty of impact and with the guidance of some striking cinematography works its way in.

    The acting throughout is mainly poor. Gladly the capable presence of John Saxon shines through. His snarlingly hard-ass and slimly performance as the police chief adds much needed class to the rest of the fumbling performances. Michael Parks is features briefly in an amusing alcoholically twitchy doctor/coroner and Lance LeGault scornfully chews up the scenery as the priest. Nicolas De Toth makes for a sluggishly vapid heroine and the foxy Sarah Buxton's fine performance adds the much need sparks in their pairing.

    "Welcome to Spring Break" is averagely plain, which in the final product I didn't find to be as fun as it could have been. More mindless fodder to an overpopulated trend.
  • Nightmare Beach may not be a very good film in the classic sense, but in terms of entertainment value; the film certainly has a lot going for it. Nightmare Beach is known as a Giallo in some circles, but I think it's quite clear that the main inspiration has come from the overpopulated slasher genre. I'm not a big fan of this type of film, but Nightmare Beach succeeds where other slashers fail because it doesn't try to be anything that it isn't, and the focus is always on the dumb teens at the centre of the story and the over the top murder scenes. The movie seems to take a lot of influence from Lamberto Bava's 'Demons', as trashy eighties metal is mixed in with just about every sequence...and was that the logo for said film that I saw on the back of the biker's shirts? The plot focuses on the annual Easter celebration known as 'Spring Break' at a certain (nightmare) beach. A biker by the name of Diablo was put to death by electric chair after supposedly being framed for murder by the local officer, and now the authorities have a problem on their hands as the biker going round electrocuting people threatens the business boom.

    Umberto Lenzi's career peaked in the late sixties to early seventies with Giallo classics such as Seven Blood-Stained Orchids and several awesome crime flicks such as Almost Human. It's safe to say that his career went downhill in the eighties when he started to imitate the likes of Lucio Fulci and Ruggero Deodato with enjoyable yet trashy flicks such as Cannibal Ferox and Nightmare City. While Nightmare Beach is nothing like as good as Lenzi's earlier efforts, and certainly doesn't represent a return to form, at least this film is enjoyable throughout, and personally I didn't care too much that I know the director is capable of better. As you might expect, the acting is truly diabolical, with nobody except cult icon John Saxon coming out of the film with any credibility; although Saxon does lift the entire production with hard man role. The electrocution style murder scenes are well shot, and while they don't all look particularly realistic; and don't feature much in the way of gore, it's nice to see a slasher that doesn't just feature knife killings. The mystery surrounding the identity of the murderer is never too well explored, and by the end there really is just one suspect left. Overall, this film is bound not to please everyone; but it's a lot of fun to watch, and if you can put with trash films - this one is well worth seeing!
  • Director Umberto Lenzi used the name "Harry Kirkpatrick" when he made this. Don't know why. Maybe because it didn't spill the usual gallons of blood as is usually seen in Lenzi's gorefests. In fact, at first I thought that this was a crime drama rather than a slasher flick, because there was so little "slashing" going on. Then I realized that it actually WAS supposed to be a slasher flick--it's just such an incompetent one it was difficult to tell. Anyway, as mentioned by a previous poster, there are a few electrocutions (badly done) that pretty much serve as the film's body count. Other than that, the acting isn't good enough to pass muster in a junior high school class play, the script is laughable and has holes big enough to drive the 3rd Armored Division through, the identity of the killer is painfully obvious long before the final unmasking and the film fails miserably at whatever it is it's supposed to be--it's too mild to be a slasher flick, it's not coherent enough to be a crime drama, it's far too obvious to be called a thriller and, despite its alternate title of "Welcome to Spring Break," there's not enough T&A in it to qualify as a decent T&A flick. John Saxon, Michael Parks and Lance LeGault, usually reliable actors, must have needed to pay the rent to have appeared in this thing, but they're professional enough to give it their best shot; unfortunately, the odds are stacked against them and the whole picture looks like a really bad student film. A flop on all levels. Avoid it.
  • dien3 January 2013
    First things first - many have considered this film to be a 'Giallo'. It has some features of a giallo plus an Italian director, but it's a full-fledged slasher. And an entertaining one.

    Being a slasher fan, I really enjoyed it. Sure, it's dumb as hell, the characters are just stereotypes, plot is as unoriginal as it gets, yet this movie is still fun to watch. It has all the elements right - a bunch of read herrings, a touch of supernatural, a twist ending, Spring Breakers and nudity a plenty plus John Saxon. The killer is easy to figure out, but that's the case with many slashers.

    If you're a fan, don't hesitate and grab a copy.
  • Nicolas De Toth and Rawley Valverde play Skip and Ronnie, a pair of college football players who, along with thousands of other like-minded youngsters, head to the beach for spring break in search of sun, sea, sand and sex. The pair's fun is interrupted, however, when they get on the wrong side of the town's local biker gang, and a mysterious killer begins to bump off the Easter revellers in truly shocking style.

    Hiding behind the pseudonym Harry Kirkpatrick and shooting on location in Fort Lauderdale with an all-American cast, Italian horror director Umberto Lenzi is clearly intending to pass off this 80s slasher as a product of the US of A; to complete the illusion, he sets his sexy spring break shenanigans and murderous mayhem to a suitably loud hair metal soundtrack (he's not fooling me though: with a Claudio Simonetti score that sounds like leftovers from the Demons and Phenomena soundtracks, a really silly motorcycle that electrocutes its pillion passengers, and a daft denouement that could have come straight out of a giallo, this film's Italian origins seem only too apparent).

    Whenever Lenzi's attention is focused on either the wild antics of the sex-mad teens (wet t-shirt competitions, drunken zany pranks etc.,) or the gruesome activities of the psycho killer (best death: the roasting of a young woman in front of an open incinerator), Welcome To Spring Break is reasonably enjoyable trashy fare. Sadly, the plot frequently wanders into territory far less likely to entertain, the business with the bikers soon getting tiresome and a ridiculous sub-plot about the town's corrupt officials (which sees John Saxon slumming it as a sleazy sheriff) only serving to add to the tedium.

    All in all, this is a pretty uneven effort, one for those who have already seen the slasher classics and wish to explore lesser known examples of the genre, or who simply enjoy their 80s horror extra cheesy.

    4.5 out of 10, rounded up to 5 for all those lovely, big-haired, 80s beach babes.
  • I first saw this movie on USA UP ALL NIGHT as WELCOME TO SPRING BREAK. Normally,I don't like slasher flicks at all,but this film has a goofy sense of fun,as if it's making fun of itself. Running gags run rampant ("How 'bout them GATORS!?") and the acting is absolutely horrible. I found it to be an interesting,surreal film with beautiful scenery (check out the phosphate mine!) and laugh-out-loud moments,some of which are intentional.
  • "Nightmare Beach" concerns itself with a gang of stereotypical, party-hearty Spring Breakers who come to bad ends, courtesy of a motorcycle helmet-wearing psychopath who rides a truly awesome bike.

    Don't look for much more plot than that, although there IS a disgraced football player named Skip (Nicolas De Toth), whose best bud (Rawley Valverde) becomes a victim. Naturally, he wants to find the killer, and so does the gorgeous Gail (Sarah Buxton), whose sister is also part of the psychos' body count.

    "Nightmare Beach" is co-written and directed by an American named Harry Kirkpatrick, although the man originally hired to direct it was Italian cult favourite Umberto Lenzi ("Cannibal Ferox", "Almost Human"). Lenzi took a powder early on but remained on set in an advisory capacity. Handling makeup effects duties are Alex and Vittorio Rambaldi (Alex being the son of Carlo Rambaldi, who'd worked on "E.T.", "Alien", and the 1976 "King Kong"). And the gore is pretty good, even if the killer doesn't claim an over-abundance of victims. Adding to the fun factor is that whenever the psycho isn't doing his thing, this plays a lot like a typical 80s sex comedy, complete with obnoxious, sex-starved idiots. "Nightmare Beach" does have a sense of humour about itself, which does help a lot. Admittedly, the story is largely routine stuff.

    Of course, you can't go wrong with familiar faces like Lance LeGault (as a pontificating reverend), the almighty Michael Parks (as a guilt-ridden doctor), and the even more almighty John Saxon (as a tough cop) among the cast. Genre buffs may also recognize Fred Buch (he plays the mayor); 13 years previous, he'd been cannon fodder for the zombies in the B-movie classic "Shock Waves".

    Very nicely shot (by Antonio Climati), this makes good use of some locations, especially that phosphate mine.

    Energetic to a fault, this particular slasher actually creates some truly upbeat vibes, which is not something one can say about many entries in the genre.

    Seven out of 10.
  • wrightiswright4 July 2019
    Your typical crazy teenage slasher flick... this one being set at Spring Break at the (you'll never guess) beach.

    With the most homoerotic biker gang around on the prowl, and a religious freak electrocuting sun-worshippers to death, you'd better stay alert as well as tanned this season!

    Featuring dismal acting, killings that are more funny than frightful and the usual gratuitous Wet T-Shirt competitions, the movie is still just about tolerable thanks to the ol' So Bad It's Good cliche.

    My favourite moment: All throughout the movie, a practical joker pretends to either be dead or seriously injured to freak out nearby vacationers. Guess what happens to him in the end? Ever heard of the boy who cried wolf? Hee-hee. 4/10
  • Warning: Spoilers
    Umberto Lenzi (aka Harry Kirkpatrick) made this film during the teen slasher era of the 1980's. Well, let's be honest here. I am somewhat a horror fan, but this could've been better. The victims include people who, let's face it, deserved to die...well, maybe except for one in my opinion. But, the film did have its moments, like when John Saxon gets dragged off by the biker gang, well, he deserved it. I give the film a C. Not your typical Lenzi film, but ok for the good 'ol 80's teen slasher era.
  • There isn't a great deal of entertainment value to be found in these here parts. This one of those goofy slasher movies which lacks those elements that bring cheesy entertainment and isn't even any good on a so bad its good level.

    Following the execution of a bikey leader a mysterious biker goes a killing spree during spring break in Florida, dispatching his victims mainly by electrocution. The whole movie is badly executed and almost all scenes fall flat resulting in no laughs, suspense or excitement. The acting is absolutely terrible even by the standards of dreck like this. The younger actors, including our blander than bland leads, deliver their lines like kindy kids in the end of year Christmas play. I do not exaggerate when I say that the actress who plays the biker girl may well give the worst acting performance in the history of film. Even the old hands like Michael Parks and John Saxon don't exactly distinguish themselves, phoning in poor performances.

    The whole movie just trundles along each scene trundled through in a workman like fashion by the directors and actors with no flair or style right up till the Scooby Doo style plot resolution. Even the exploitative elements fail to disappoint; there is little gore other than in the lame and fake looking deaths by electrocution and for a slasher movie set a spring break it is remarkably chaste. What is left over is bad actors going through the motions in the paint by numbers plot and a lot of padding, involving spring break hijinks, some of which I think was meant to be funny and filler subplots like the one involving the bikey gang, which isn't even properly resolved. If a movie like this can't even get the lowest common denominator elements right there is not a lot of point to it.
  • Also known as Welcome to Spring Break, this is in fact a rather uneasy mix of slasher and beach party blow out. The early scenes with awful school kids bragging, boasting and generally acting like prats while nubile young ladies parade, strip, perform in wet t-shirts and even offer sex for sale are pretty grim despite the many glimpses of skin. A gang of bikers, known as The demons (get it?) are a giant red herring while a serial killer hidden beneath a motorcycle outfit wreaks havoc. I trust that leading man Nicolas De Toth is not related to the legendary director of western because he is just awful. Sarah Buxton, alongside him does a sterling job and if the pairing had been more equal, this just might have taken off. Whilst De Toth is quite useless the bad ass copy is beautifully played by the ever reliable John Saxon. Nothing can prevent this from sliding back into obscurity, however, even if the last third is very watchable and the skin in the early scenes welcome enough.
  • nogodnomasters25 October 2019
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    Edward "Diablo" Santos was executed in Florida for murder which he claims he didn't do. He vowed to be back. His body goes missing and suddenly Spring Breakers are being murdered. The film centers on a breaker Football player and a female bartender. Not much plot. The film was rather mindless entertainment with the emphasis on the mindless.

    Guide: Wet T-shirt nudity
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    "Cannibal Ferox" writer & director Umberto Lenzi appropriated the spring break beach movies, the slasher movie, and the murderous animal movie and came up with the imaginative but ghoulish Welcome to Spring Break. Students arrive in Manatee Beach by the hundreds to party hardy, and a collegiate footballer Skip (Nicolas De Toth of "The Stuff") and his best friend Ronnie (Rawley Valverde of "Made in America") are among those who have come in search of booze and babes. At the beginning of the movie, the local authorities electrocute an unsavory biker for the murder of a teenager. As it turns out, the notorious biker did not kill the girl. Sleazy Police Chief Strycher framed the biker for the murder at the insistence of the paranoid mayor who did not want the town to acquire a bad reputation that might dissuade spring break students from populating their sunny beaches. Although they fried him in the electric chair, Diablo (Tony Bolano of "Invasion U.S.A.") appears to return in a snazzy leather outfit with a special motorcycle decked out with equipment that enables the driver to electrocute his passenger. The mayor wonders if the spirit of Diablo is not wrecking revenge on the town for his death. It seems that the body was stolen from the cemetery. Indeed, this string of unsolved murders is just what the local authorities do not want in the headlines because it will do for their tourist industry what the shark in Jaws did to that resort community. The hero is a brooding football quarterback who botched a championship game so his brain is not entirely into beer and babes. Later, after Chief Strycher (John Saxon of "Enter the Dragon") has run him out of town, Skip teams up with Gail (Sarah Buxton of "Today You Die") to learn who really committed all the murders. Gail earns her living as a bartender at a local bar. She is not the typical bimbo type. Initially, Skip suspects that a biker gang called the Demons may have been responsible for the murder of Ronnie. One of the biker chicks wears a medallion around her neck that belonged to Ronnie. Eventually, Skip discovers the body of his best friend hidden and the Strycher surprises him and orders him to get out of town.

    Lenzi does not spare anything on the murders. The killings are particularly gruesome. One girl has her head burned off, while other is electrocuted while riding on a motorcycle. The biggest stars appear in the supporting cast (though their names are billed above the title. Umberto Lenzi adopts the pseudonym of Harry Kilpatrick, but he need not have concealed his identity because Welcome to Spring Break qualifies as an above-average whodunit. John Saxon delivers the best performance, while A-Team co-star Lance Le Gault will surprise everybody with his man-of-the-cloth performance. Michael Parks plays an alcoholic coroner, but he gets lost in all the mayhem. There are moments when Lenzi develops what could be called a Robert Altman ensemble. Principally, we have a kid who stages death scenes, another kid who snatches purses, and an appealing hooker who claims to be earning money to pay for her college tuition. Lenzi scatters this characters throughout the narrative for maximum impact. Clocking in at 90 minutes, Welcome to Spring Break is not the best Lenzi movie, but it boasts a mystery, a genuine surprise, red herrings galore and several interesting characters.
  • Umberto Lenzi's possible and probable name change to Harry Kirkpatrick shouldn't have mattered much at all to anyone who might have caught a glimpse of this highly dreadful U.S. made film (titled as WELCOME TO SPRING BREAK). A lot of his films are identified by other English names, one of which is Chinese. Those who've heard of him will recall CANNIBAL FEROX (a.k.a. MAKE THEM DIE SLOWLY). Others will have heard of NIGHTMARE CITY (CITY OF THE WALKING DEAD, the U.S. title), which had numerous video releases. This, unfortunately, wasn't what I expected. It doesn't even compare to any of his violent, but fun-filled crime / horror movie efforts he did in the 70s. It's as horribly bad as movies like this go. What's the whole point about it? The opening sequence shows somebody about to get executed. We get too many shots of butt-cheeked beauties in swimsuits and bikinis, and then, a "supernatural" maniac on a motorbike who instantly kills with no apparent reason (or taste). Plus a lousy biker gang who assaults police officers, and the girl in it gets slain by that killer. What became of John Saxon, dragged against the motorcycle with his legs tied up against the chains? I DON'T KNOW!!! I DON'T CARE!!! It doesn't feel like a mystery even though we're trying to find out who the hell our serial killer is. Maybe I should've said that it doesn't taste like Ragu! Gore lovers won't be excited over the lack of effects put into them. Stick to those classic Italian made treasures and give this dry bone to your faithful bulldog. Absolutely dreadful!!!
  • petrichw16 January 2021
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    I don't want to knock this film for what it is. What is it? Its a good time, it doesn't take itself too seriously, and I mean its spring break mixed with a crazy priest who kills spring breakers for being sinners. I didn't believe the main character when he saw his best friend dead. I liked how silly it was but the reason why this is a 6 from me is that its very predictable! I mean no surprise the two main characters who ultimately got into a relationship made it out alive, solved the scooby doo mystery, and hit the highway leaving this forsaken beach town. Felt like stereotypes of people more at times than legitimate people with feelings.
  • I saw the movie because Umberto Lenzi was its director. Umberto is one of my favorite directors, however, I was disappointed seeing this movie. There is some innovative murders in this (electric chair tied to a bike), but whole plot is so disjointed that it seems like they just stitched few scenes together without thinking of inter-transition. You won't feel any emotional attachment with any of the characters in movie. Not unwatchable, but you won't miss anything if you give this one a slip.
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    Hey, you ever have one of those nights when you couldn't decide if you wanted to see either a terminally brainless T&A laden "Porky's" on the beach sex'n'booze lowbrow comedy or a comparably vacuous seaside mystery horror slasher pic? Well, you can actually see 'em both in one gloriously junky 90 minute sitting thanks to this crackerjack handy-dandy combo hybrid of the above-cited sub-genres. An enigmatic psycho biker dude whose face is obscured by a dark visor electrocutes a sizable volume of fun-loving, hooch-sodden, hormone-crazed hedonistic collegiate chowderheads partying their sun-tanned butts off during Easter vacation in Miami Beach, Florida. The murders totally baffle the local cops, who in time-honored B-pic tradition wish to keep the whole thing hush-hush so the resort town can still milk mucho money from the addle-pated twenty-something tourists. So, it's up to the token serious, self-disciplined nice college guy (amiable Nicholas De Toth, who makes for a refreshingly earnest and unmacho reluctant protagonist) and a sweet barmaid gal (winningly played by the incredibly cute ultra-honey Sarah Buxton) to find out who the true culprit is on their own.

    Done with the right amount of energy and competence to qualify as a perfectly acceptable and enjoyable serving of "screw intelligence and just give me the lowdown trashy horror exploitation flick goods" Saturday night schlock, this engagingly drecky beaut proves to be a whole lot of top-notch dopey fun. Director Umberto Lenzi, working from a slim, yet serviceable script by Larry Kirkpatrick (who also wrote the equally dumb, but satisfying "Primal Rage" for Lenzi), keeps the proceedings lively and eventful by tossing in a rowdy gang of hog-ridin' hellions called the Demons (!), a bunch of thrashing' heavy metal tunes roaring' away on the soundtrack (the theme song "Don't Break My Heart" by Kristen really smokes), a few wet t-shirt contests, several grisly murder set pieces (Alessandro Rambaldi did the great, gruesome gore f/x), a throbbing' rock score by Goblin's Claidio Simonetti, crude condom gags, plenty of attractive babes in skimpy bikinis, a "Jaws"-style "let's keep this homicide stuff quiet 'cause it's bad for business" cover-up conspiracy sub-plot, more idiotic horny toad college revelers than you can shake an empty beer can at, and even a little gratuitous female nudity. The stand-out supporting cast adds greatly to the overall sleazy merriment: John Saxon lends his usual sturdy, hard-nosed, imposing presence as a mean, hectoring, buzz-crushing police captain with a kinky S&M bondage fetish for chains, leather and dog collars, Lance LeGault gruffs it up nicely as a stern hell-and-brimstone preacher, and Michael Parks makes the most out of a miner part as a fidgety, alcoholic coroner. Okay, it sure ain't no work of immaculate art, but "Welcome to Spring Break" definitely does the trick as a pleasingly upfront and undemanding timewaster.
  • kosmasp12 September 2022
    Well something along those lines - you may wonder who and why someone would be doing things ... but maybe that should not irritate you anyway. Because the movie is more about the executions ... no pun intended. Yes the way people are being taken care of is quite inventive. The whodunnit ... well it is interesting, but I doubt it will the one thing that will stay with you after you watch it.

    The deaths on the other hand - the way they are staged - again no pun intended. Really incredible - and I think the movie is still banned in Germany. So you can tell the effects are quite well done. Acting is ok, but nothing special either. It is a slasher, so that was to be expected too.
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    "Welcome to Spring Break..the annual migration of the idiot."

    A maniac in a biker suit and helmet is randomly murdering college kids visiting Manatee Beach on their Spring Break. Questioning whether or not the murders are being committed by a recently executed biker gang member, Diablo, the mayor(Fred Buck)wishes to cover them up and hopes that corrupt cop Strycher(John Saxon, playing a mean, brutish thug with an ugly backstory that surfaces for the viewer when our protagonists search his trailer)and Doctor Willet(Tarantino regular Michael Parks)can keep the crimes hush-hush. But, as the death toll mounts with most of the murders committed with the use of electricity, this task will become nearly impossible to prevent. The film follows a depressed college quarterback, Skip(Nicolas De Toth), who threw an interception which cost his football team the National Championship, searching for his murdered wide-receiver pal and joining forces with bartender Gail(Sarah Buxton)whose sister was supposedly murdered by Diablo(..she was there when he was fried in the electric chair, which is why many of the future victims are executed with the use of such methods as shocking bolts burning flesh). As a team, who are falling in love, they will seek out who killed his friend, discovering that perhaps her sister was not murdered by Diablo, but by somebody else. Making their search difficult is Strycher who wishes to keep his corruption hidden, threatening to kill Skip if he doesn't leave the county. Meanwhile Reverend Bates(..deep-voiced Lance LeGault, always looking angelic and sincere)continues without fail to convince his daughter, who has been partying with the visiting "sinners", to return to church and joining him in prayer for her "lost soul." Bates was also there at the execution reading Diablo's last rites, and offers the idea aloud that he may've returned from the grave to seek revenge against those responsible for framing him for a murder he didn't commit. With Diablo's body missing from his grave, Strycher will make the lives of an unruly biker gang, The Demons(..for whom Diablo was leader), miserable, believing they are maybe responsible for the removal. But, the bikers have a special plan for him. Skip also has run-ins with the bikers for his dead comrade had a series of altercations with them.

    Umberto Lenzi's slasher flick features the excess of the 80's. Big hair. Loud rock music. Wet T-shirt contests. Bikini-clad babes. Horny males seeking sex. Over-the-top murders including several young women dying horribly from electrocution(..the effects which are rubber masks being burned, leave anything to be desired). A very attractive tourist prostituting out of her hotel room using a series of disguises(..mostly a student of some sort needing cash so that she can help the poor and needy)as a peeping tom(..the manager of the hotel)watches from a carved hole in a supply closet. At first, you might ponder why the leather-clad psycho, if it were Diablo, would murder such unrelated victims, many of them just in the wrong place at the wrong time. But, like in a lot of these slashers, the unlikely candidate is the one responsible. It would make sense that the one responsible could commit such acts if motivated enough. Lenzi never wavers when it comes to showing the beach party atmosphere of kids enjoying their perverse thrills. The acting in this film will make your eyes and ears bleed, but Saxon almost rescues this with his evil cop routine, always a threat and causing friction with our protagonists and about everyone else in the story. The violence rarely is logical and the methods of electrocution(..using cut wires)are embarrassingly lame and ridiculous. There's even one murder using rising flame from a furnace which is simply laughable, but also effective when we see a burnt skull after the fire goes down. There's moments where Lenzi wishes to inject humor with a practical joker always pulling "death stunts" whose fate is an ironic twist. And, we spend moments with a thief who successfully lifts wallets from female beach babes who trust him. This kind of film will be embraced by those who have a love and appreciation for bad direction, script, acting, and gore-effects. And, I think those who have a love for those times of 80's excess as college kids live it up on the beach, will enjoy this as well. Others, beware!
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