Sorority Babes in the Slimeball Bowl-O-Rama

Taffy (Brinke Stevens) and Lisa (Michelle Bauer) are pledging the Tri-Delt sorority. It’s initiation night, so that means copious amounts of paddling by sadistic sorority leader Babs! (Robin Stille) Three nerds catch wind of the goings on at the ‘Felta Delta’ house, and head out to peak in on the excitement. After being caught by Babs, our three nerds are forced to help Taffy and Lisa in the final step of their initiation, breaking in to the Bowl-O-Rama to steal a bowling trophy. After running into feisty Spider (Linnea Quigley!) who is robbing the joint, all hell breaks loose when the pilfered bowling trophy is broken open setting free Uncle Impy, the jive talking hellspawn that has been trapped inside the trophy for the last thirty years.

Sounds quality don’t it!

Quality indeed.

Sorority Babes is not a good movie. But it’s safe to assume, when you grabbed a box emblazoned with ‘Sorority Babes in the Slimeball Bowl-O-Rama starring Linnea Quigley’, that you knew that. So we have to look at this one from a different angel, and at that angel this turd has a nice polish too it that makes it shine all pretty like. What we have here is a highlight of late 80’s horror comedy that refuses to take itself seriously, and gives us nothing but a good time and heavy laughs at the on screen antics and laughable plot.

The acting in Sorority Babes is not top notch, but really, what do you expect? Fitting in nicely with the comedy vibe filling this corny monster caper, the acting at best is hammy and somewhat stilted. George Buck’s clueless grandpa schtick is chuckle worthy throughout. Our three nerds filling out a cartoonish view college stereotypes, we have the hefty nerdified jock type, the bespectacled nerdified playboy type, and the plain and simple nerd type, provide many a laugh with their over the top horny college dude antics. (Highlights being the many choreographed peeking scenes dropped throughout the opening sequences) Even the sorority babes are cartoonish in themselves with the primping and preening, talk of rich dads and disdain for the lowly pledges. Rounding out our over the top stereotype list is the bad girl Linnea Quigley as the feisty and rough Spider. Stilted acting at best Ms. Quigley provides the sassy one liners throughout the film, but we don’t really care about her acting. That’s not what she’s there for. The skin tight biker pants and ripped shirts? That’s what she’s there for. And we’re thankful for it.

The plot itself is tough to expound on in any remotely serious fashion. With the addition of sex starved college coeds magicked into wanting nerdy playboy Keith’s love muscle, and his fear of the bad touch by her hands, it’s hard to look at a flick such as this objectively, when really, we’re just having a good time. Throw in some creative death scenes such as Jimmie’s death at the hands of Uncle Impy’s demon drones in the bowling alley’s ball polisher, that’s a good time as well. As I said before, this film strives for nothing but over the top antics and laughter, and that’s what we get. Being nothing but a corny cheese fest, you get exactly what you paid for when you rent a movie entitled ‘Sorority Babes in the Slimeball Bowl-O-Rama’. Except for Linnea Quigley’s boobs. We never do get to see those, and the film experience is lessened because of that fact.

So if you’re in the mood to shut the brain off and enjoy something that will make you laugh? This is the movie you want. Throw in a couple of 80’s horror icons and some bad puns, and we have a flick that’s fun to watch, and transcends the typical formulas to become a memorable movie watching experience. Except for Ms. Quigley’s boobs. Sure wish there was more of that.

4 on the cheese scale out of 5

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