The story is a cheesy mess and, in all honesty, parts still left me with a few questions, even after multiple viewings. For example, among a few other things: Was there more moisture in the air in the 80s?, Is it normal for someone to offer to shave someone else's legs?, And why would you stay at a party that your crazy ex-girlfriend invited you to that ended up being comprised of only her ex-boyfriends? Queries regarding the 80s courting rituals aside, it's kind of the illegitimate offspring of one of Jim Wynorski ’s Sorority House Massacre films and a Shannon Tweed movie . The usual slasher custom of isolating the victims (in this case the pack of bros) on one property almost gets closer to a rushed House on Haunted Hill deal, with the party goers all being ex-boyfriends attached by various rocky relationship connections. The obviously rushed plot is laid out strangely enough, to make it feel like some kind surreal dream, which is fitting because (I think) at a point, there is a kind of Russian doll thing going on with the flashbacks. It comes out more like a late-night thriller, but it's evident that the sleazy fluff has been built around a satirical contrast of horror film cliches. There are a few twists in the plot, but it loses its slasher feel on impact, giving little reason to suspect anyone other than the obvious. The mafia father angle is awesomely random and only serves as tacked on info to the character's psychosis. It probably wasn't necessary to add that the psycho femme fatale’s abusive father was into organized crime, but fuck it, it's great. Altogether the mix of goofy plot points and fan service-heavy storytelling makes a pretty fun watch that is too deliberately squalid to ever be boring.