Trick or Treats (not to be confused with 80's rock n' roll horror film Trick or Treat) is about rich wife Carrie Snodgress who wrongfully has husband Peter Jason committed to an insane asylum (How? No fucking clue). Several years later, on Halloween night, her and new husband David Carradine (who cameos in this film for some reason at the height of his popularity. Must've owed someone a favor) go out to a big Hollywood party and have babysitter Jacquelyn Giroux come and babysit their psychotic son who the majority of the film playing comical and magical pranks and tricks on her throughout the night. While this is happening, Jason makes his escape from the hospital and engages in several comical moments that involve him cross-dressing, robbing bums (one of which is cult director/actor Paul Bartel, who also must've owed a favor), and other such comical nonsense. If they were trying to present Jason as a maniac, they did and incredibly horrible job of it as he's relatively silly throughout the movie. Things take a turn though when Jason FINALLY turns menacing and someone FINALLY gets killed and people are FINALLY in peril within the last 20 minutes, which ends on a rather predictable (but grim) note. This film suffers from major identity crisis as it's pretty much a comedy for 70 minutes and then a horror for the last 20. Movies like From Dusk Til Dawn and The Cottage are able to pull this concept off much better than Trick or Treat ever does. Steve Railsback, another fun cult horror actor, has an incredibly pointless role as the lead girl's boyfriend (I guess everyone owed favors in this film). Good as a comedy, terrible as a horror film.