Calvin (Andras Jones), Keith (John Stuart Wildman) and Jimmie (Hal Havins) are hanging out in their apartment while a horror movie plays on late night television. Calvin is engrossed, but the other two are more interested in drinking beer until Keith offers a propostion for something to fill their time. There is a group of sorority sisters conducting an initiation ceremony tonight, and Keith thinks they can spy on them while this happens. After persuading Calvin and giving him a single beer to drink which almost immediately inebriates him, off they trot into the night, not knowing of the trouble that awaits them...
The memorably-titled Sorority Babes in the Slimeball Bowl-O-Rama was one of the first efforts of low budget movie maker David DeCoteau, who had made a small name for himself with Creepozoids a year earlier. If you were desperate for entertainment in the late eighties and early nineties, a trawl of your local video rental store would have probably dredged up a few of the man's works, and this one was better recalled than most, if only because of the three scream queens who appeared together.
Scripted by Sergei Hasenecz, it sounds like a Troma movie, but actually the special effects budget was patently paltry. A bit of makeup was all they stretched to, so the gore was minimal, and the whole thing was shot in such gloom that it was difficult to make out precisely who was doing what to whom. In fact, for the first half hour or so you'd be hard pressed to describe this as horror at all, as it mainly concerns itself with the sub-Porky's antics of the "Babes" and the nerds who take an interest in them.
Once the trio of nerds have done their Peeping Tom act through the window to witness the spanking of the two initiates - Lisa (Michelle Bauer) and Taffy (Brinke Stevens) - they sneak into the house and are discovered by the three sisters, led by Babs (Robin Stille, best known for this and committing suicide in real life about five years later). Babs has an idea, and orders the nerds and the initiates to head off to the local mall (it's the eighties all right) and steal a bowling trophy.
So how is this a horror movie? Well, once they get the trophy, unaware they are being spied on via security cameras by the sisters, it is knocked over and a rubber monster falls out. This is the Imp, supposed to sound like Audrey II from the Little Shop of Horrors remake, but now sounding like Chef from South Park. He can grant wishes, but presently he reveals his own agenda and starts cursing the cast, turning some into demons (including one who looks like the Bride of Frankenstein) who terrorise the others. I say terrorise, they just get chased about a bit. Oh, and Linnea Quigley shows up as a burglar, but unlike Stevens and Bauer doesn't take her clothes off. There are only a couple of good dialogue lines ("Holy shit!" "No... unholy shit!") and boredom sets in early on and doesn't lift. It's really only good for nostalgia nowadays. Music by Guy Moon.