Chopping Mall (1986)
4 out of 5 Killbots, with a bonus point for gratuitous thirst trap shirtlessness.

4 out of 5 Killbots, with a bonus point for gratuitous thirst trap shirtlessness.

A slimy, tentacle-filled anthology of body horror and bad decisions.

Amateur costumes, bendy swords, and script chaos make this a laughable slog.

All about the hell mobile with blood, sweat, and Bob Morley.

A critique of low-budget lunacy, or how I learned to stop worrying and love the jade zombies.

A sssslithering mess of snakes, stars, and silliness.

The real horror is how forgettable it is.

Killer laughs, campy chaos, and a ghostly prom queen’s wrath.

A dull, brainless gorefest where the characters are dumber than the script.

A snowbound horror misstep with brainless victims, bland gore, and zero chills to thrill.
