Stephen King is in this show. He plays a retard; an appropriate metaphor considering he also wrote the screenplay. It’s a comic book anthology of five relatively short stories that are supposed to be scary or at least spine-tingling creepy, but come across as just plain bad.
Forget the horrible acting and laughable visual effects. The plots themselves, created by King at his hackiest, yes, but directed by the same George Romero who brought us the classic Night Of The Living Dead, are about as stupid as it gets. Attend this one at your own risk.
my rating : 1 of 5
1982