One of the very few slashers that made you want to give the maniac a big warm hug. Beetis makes you understand and sympathize with her character in a way that makes you want to befriend her despite all protest from your survival instinct.
A nice attempt by Castellari to make a slow-burn suspense thriller (as opposed to the breakneck action fair he's known for). Castellari directs with plenty of flair and the cast do their best, but it's let down by a rather limp script. Overall not a bad effort, but it really could have benefited from a rewrite or two.
Joan Rivers' sole directing job is a crude, nonsensical, vulgar and damn funny. It does run out of steam at the end, but when you've got Paul Lynde as a snarky doctor, Billy Barty as a racist ventriloquist dummy, Joan Rivers herself as a nurse carrying (and dropping) a colon and Billy Crystal as a pregnant man(!) you know it's a must see!
Fulci's horror movies play like cinematic pieces of Gothic literature (Lovecraft in particular) in which the implications are removed; showing every macabre event in graphic detail. Some maybe put off by the disregard for subtly, but in its own way, it's very effective.
Notable as being of two Troma movies with an all black cast (the other being 'Bugged'), this is a fine blend of horror and comedy that is surprisingly stylish and well acted for such a low-budget movie, providing, as Troma often does, that low funds doesn't have to mean low ambition.