Marketic It's no definitive masterpiece but it's damn close.

Platicsco Good story, Not enough for a whole film

Allison Davies The film never slows down or bores, plunging from one harrowing sequence to the next.

Loui Blair It's a feast for the eyes. But what really makes this dramedy work is the acting.

loomis78-815-989034 A musclebound psycho jerk (Future trainer to the stars and bodybuilding guru Jake Steinfeld in a truly embarrassing performance) runs down grandmothers with his car and crashes a thanksgiving dinner party in the woods. If you look up "worthless slasher film" in the dictionary you may see this film listed there. This film has all the ingredients for a terrible slasher film. A truly ridiculous killer who yells and screams instead of stalks and slashes. Annoying characters played by grade Z actors. Not a drop of originality, inspiration, suspense, scares, tension, or effects. There isn't a moment of fear waiting inside this empty horror film for anyone. Jake Steinfeld as the slobbering killer would eventually challenge Hollywood's stars to be their best, in this film he challenges you to see if you can sit through all of it without busting your TV into a million pieces.

BA_Harrison Home Sweet Home features one of the craziest killers ever to grace a trashy 80s slasher: a musclebound escaped mental patient who injects PCP under his tongue. Within minutes, this gibbering, wild-eyed, spittle-flecked loon (overacted with relish by body-builder Jake Steinfeld) has throttled a drunk, stolen his car, and callously ploughed down an old lady as she crosses the road (leaving a bright red splash of blood all over the windshield).Having introduced us to her drug-fuelled juggernaut of a maniac, director Nettie Peña then acquaints us with her equally memorable collection of eccentric victims-to-be who have gathered at a remote woodland ranch to celebrate Thanksgiving: lovers Scott and Jennifer (who can't keep their hands off each other), ex-record company executive Bradley (exploitation producer/actor Don Edmonds) and his big-breasted girlfriend Gail (Leia Naron), hot singing senorita Maria (Lisa Rodríguez) and her boyfriend Wayne (Charles Hoyes), Bradley's young daughter Angel (Vinessa Shaw) and his irritating teen mime-artist/magician/rock guitarist son Mistake (Peter De Paula).With its colourful characters established, the stage is set for what could easily have been one of the most awesomely absurd slashers of all time, but what follows completely fails to capitalise on its potential for seriously demented horror (surprising considering the involvement of Don Edmonds, director of infamous Nazisploitation flick Ilsa–She Wolf of the SS, a man who knew a thing or two about trash cinema).Rather than a smörgåsbord of exploitative excess, Home Sweet Home turns out to be a surprisingly reserved affair, with director Peña missing virtually every opportunity to deliver outrageous nudity or gore: most of the characters are dispatched without the need for expensive or time-consuming special effects (ie., they're bloodless and boring); Mistake, who is begging to be gutted like a pig from the word go, suffers a frustratingly bloodless death, electrocuted by a high voltage cable (he could have at least burst into flame or exploded as the current surged through his body); and the film's hottest babe, Maria, gets down to her bra but is killed before baring her jubblies (whereas any self-respecting movie psycho would have ripped off her underwear before delivering the death blow).Home Sweet Home is just about worth seeing for Steinfeld's unbelievably OTT performance and De Paula's mind-bogglingly bizarre face-painted fret-board widdler, but given the promise of the off-the-wall opening scenes, it can only be viewed as a bit of a disappointment overall.

Woodyanders Just what the world needs: a hilariously horrendous early 80's seasonal slasher fright flick about a brawny, berserk, bug-eyed chortling homicidal lunatic who escapes from an asylum and heads for the hills to bump off an extremely obnoxious dysfunctional family celebrating Thanksgiving in some remote woodland cabin (said family members include a loutish drunken uncle with a severe gambling habit, one hot tamale of a sexy Mexican maid, and an especially irritating KISS-loving wannabe rock musician teenage spazz sporting pasty white mime make-up and a portable electric guitar). Wow, what a shockingly novel and original premise for a slice'n'dice film! Can you say blatant "Halloween" rip-off? Yeah, so can I. Anyway, what makes this terrifically tacky'n'terrible turkey (a bad pun I know, but I just couldn't resist) such a gut-busting unintentional laugh riot is the fact that the crazed killer is wildly overplayed with considerable unrestrained scenery-scarfing hambone relish by famous musclehead Jake "Bodybuilder to the Stars" Steinfeld. Yep, you got it: Dead bodies by Jake! Big Brother Jake goes bonkers and gets bloodthirsty! Jake's introduction scene alone is an absolute hoot: Jake strangles some guy drinking beer in his car, shoots PCP into the underside of his tongue with a needle (gross!), and gleefully mows down a little old lady crossing the street while cutting loose with this unbearably annoying and high-pitched teeth-rattling demented cackle the whole time. Best-ever murder set piece: Jake fries the KISS kid with his own electric guitar. If only Anchor Bay would release a gorgeous widescreen digitally remastered Special Edition DVD -- preferably with an interview with and/or commentary by Big Jake -- then my life would be complete.

big_papi This film is excellent, its well acted and brilliantly made only Jesus himself could make a better film than this. The best scene in the film is Death by car bonnet, in which a character with a moustache is pulling the battery from underneath the bonnet and the killer frog splashes on top of the bonnet killing the dude. This film is well worth buying for the comedic opening scene and the frog splash death. Also the killer looked like a cross between Lou Ferengo and Nick Frost. Just imagine that the killer is the hulk on rampage mode it makes the film a lot better.p.s. You know it makes sense all you nay sayers