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For a number of years, the Rita Mae Brown name and also a woman director in Amy Jones led many to read The Slumber Party Massacre as a feminist parody of the slasher film. The films use of slasher movie cliches was seen as parodying of the genres excesses, while others have read all manner of feminist/Freudian symbolism into the killer of the piece wielding a phallic-looking power drill and the climax dependent on group girl power. However, in watching The Slumber Party Massacre it becomes difficult to sustain such an argument. Even granting the validity of these arguments, far more of the film seems to buy into the same sexist cliches that are said to be being sent up there are various shower scenes with the camera focused on the girls in a state of undress, or shots of them taking their tops off to go to sleep that surely seem intended to play into the very gratuitous titillation that the feminists slammed the slasher movie for. Even more so, these scenes come without any discernible trace of irony upon Amy Joness part. I watched the whole of The Slumber Party Massacre in vain hoping to find something that signalled that it was a parody. Unfortunately, it feels like an occasion where the line between parody of the genre and mere imitation of it is indistinguishable. The real question is were one watching the film and it had male names listed as writer and director or no names at all, would one still come to the same conclusions? I doubt it. This leaves one with no recourse but to regard The Slumber Party Massacre as simply a slasher movie that does not operate on any other discernible level than exactly what is up on screen. Even as a slasher film, The Slumber Party Massacre is generic and predictable. Amy Jones throws in numerous cliche shots the camera taking the point-of-view of someone stalking people, red herring shots with cats jumping out and screeching loudly, bodies swinging down from above, even silly shots with the neighbour creeping up behind one of the girls with a blunt object but it turning out that he has only come to batter a snail. Every shot, every suspense set-up feels like a cliche where one can predict exactly where it is going to go. There are some gory shots with power drills going through bodies and the film reaches an entertainingly bloody climax. There is a tacky shot that cuts from a head being severed to the girls mixing strawberry daiquiris in a blender or schlock shots like the girls opening the front door to find the pizza delivery boy there with his eyes gouged out. (This latter does lead to one of the few intentionally funny moments in the film where, following the appearance of the dead pizza boy, we next see the girls sitting around eating pizza on top of the corpse and shrugging Life goes on). There were three sequels: Slumber Party Massacre II (1987), Slumber Party Massacre III (1990) and Slumber Party Massacre IV/Cheerleader Massacre (2003). In a nod to the feminist leanings of the original, the first two of these were also directed by women.
Amy Jones went onto direct three other films, none of which attained much notice. These include the Jamie Lee Curtis vehicle Love Letters (1984), the light fantasy Maid to Order (1987) and the thriller The Rich Mans Wife (1996). Amy Jones has had greater success as a screenwriter with works like the early Julia Roberts film Mystic Pizza (1988), the childrens film Beethoven (1992), Indecent Proposal (1993), the remake of The Getaway (1994) and the monster movie The Relic (1997). The only cast member to go onto any kind of recognition was Brinke Stevens, who plays the girl killed in the high school. Stevens made her first credited screen performance here and became one of the so-called Scream Queens of the 1980s going on to numerous other parts usually involving her in a state of undress.
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