Noutions Good movie, but best of all time? Hardly . . .

Inadvands Boring, over-political, tech fuzed mess

Zlatica One of the worst ways to make a cult movie is to set out to make a cult movie.

Dana An old-fashioned movie made with new-fashioned finesse.

jellopuke This movie has one of those soundtracks that literally describes what is happening on screen, but its all cheesy 80's music so it's awesome. There are loads of aerobics montages with gratuitous crotch shots and zoom ins on the girls in skimpy outfits which I guess is cool if you're into that. The plot is standard and the gore isn't much to look at, but it's a corny fun that makes this worth watching.

Woodyanders A vicious psycho bumps off assorted members of a fitness club run by the hard-nosed Rhonda Johnson (a perfectly bitchy portrayal by Marcia Karr). It's up to the rough'n'tumble Lt. Morgan (ripely overplayed by the brawny David James Campbell) to catch the wacko before things get too out of hand.Writer/director David Prior does a delectably dreadful job of covering all the pleasingly low-rent Grade B movie bases: The infectiously bouncy rock soundtrack, cruddy acting from the lame no-name cast, a few tacky false scares, the erratic pacing, a satisfying smattering of tasty gratuitous female nudity, the clumsily staged fight scenes and murder set pieces (the victims are stabbed to death with a safety pin!), plenty of hot babes in headbands, leotards, tank tops, and leg warmers bumping and grinding their constantly gyrating pelvises into a sexy'n'sweaty lather, the redundant hum'n'shiver synthesizer score, the gloriously hideous 80's fashions and hairstyles, and the surprise bummer ending all add substantially to this enjoyably atrocious stinker's considerable kitschy charm. An absolute schlocky hoot and a half.

acidburn-10 I have seen a lot of slashers in my time, a lot of cheesy slashers and I have to say that this is the cheesiest of the lot, or at least the cheesiest I've ever seen.Anyway with a title like "Aerobcide" aka "Killer Workout" you basically get what you'd expect maybe a fair amount of aerobics, especially if it's centered on deaths happening in a fitness center. A "fair amount" is an understatement, because we are given shots of various women doing an aerobic workout literally every 15 minutes, it kinda makes you feel like you're watching a soft porn movie.The plot, well lack of as you'd expect from a movie of this calibare follows a fitness center that's now run by the twin sister of the girl who died in the opening scene in a tanning bed. In an odd coincidence people start dying after a new gym instructor (Ted Prior) enters the scene, and the finger is obviously pointed towards him as being the killer. He decides to do his own detective work by attempting to dig up more information on the various more shady employees especially that of a man who is seemingly jealous of the new guys' attention from all the ladies. Who could be the killer? The new guy? The shady dude? the managing sister? Gather 'round as we untangle the web of mysteries that surrounds this forgettable crap-fest.I don't know why this gym didn't just get shut down, what is so stupid is that we get like 8 deaths in about 10 minutes and yet people still goes there. And you think that a movie with such a high death count would have some interesting deaths, sadly it doesn't all the deaths are boring and unimaginative a stupid safety pin, talk about rubbish. And what's up with the B-movie kung fu fighting, which seems to go on forever probably just to pad out the running time.All in all a dreadful movie, but also fun and cheesy at the same time, like half slasher half action movie At least the countless close-ups of cleavage helped mend the horrible acting and dialogue, but it just wasn't enough to make the movie bearable. Zero gore, boring deaths, uninteresting characters; don't bother with this.

Master Cultist Highly entertaining slasher movie, that is the quintessence of 80's American horror. A gym full of lithe young things is being terrorised by an unknown killer. Could it be that it's a plot device to excuse lots of gratuitous shots of Lycra clad cleavage and backsides? Of course it could. The acting is rudimentary, if I'm feeling generous, and the scripting and direction roughly equivalent, but we don't expect miracles from cheap slashers, surely. That's about all there is to it. The gore quotient is fairly minimal, but the death scenes are effectively filmed, and tension is applied on occasion. I enjoyed it. Know that I shouldn't.