I don't have all the words right now but this film is a work of art.

I like movies that are aware of what they are selling... without [any] greater aspirations than to make people laugh and that's it.

it is finally so absorbing because it plays like a lyrical road odyssey that’s also a detective story.

what a terribly boring film. I'm sorry but this is absolutely not deserving of best picture and will be forgotten quickly. Entertaining and engaging cinema? No. Nothing performances with flat faces and mistaking silence for subtlety.

To celebrate their release from a mental hospital, two hot young girls (played by blonde scream queen Linnea Quigley and sexy brunette Karen Russell) hold a party, inviting their ex-boyfriends (all stud-muffins—this is, after all, a David DeCoteau movie). While the party-goers chill, drink beer, play ball, soak in the pool and have sex with the two girls, someone starts to kill them one by one.The first forty or so minutes of Murder Weapon are a real test of patience: overly talky, with numerous lengthy flashbacks in which the girls talk to a psychiatrist (played by Lyle Waggoner, Steve Trevor from Wonder Woman), only a smattering of T&A prevents this half of the film from being a total loss (wearing a skimpy bikini, Russell is given a full five minutes to oil her arms and legs).Then, at roughly the 45 minute mark, a guy gets his head smashed to pulp with a sledgehammer and things pick up a bit from thereon-in; the talky stuff continues, but is now interspersed by sporadic sex and violence. Linnea Quigley strips off and humps a dude, a guy is force fed his own heart (a hand inexplicably erupting from his chest), someone gets a broken champagne bottle in the throat, and another guy is shot in the head. The effects are cheap and trashy, but enthusiastically gory, and the film ends in style with an impressive full body burn stunt, the killer doused with petrol and set on fire.Overall, an unexceptional late '80s slasher, but worth persevering with for the inept but juicy deaths, and Quigley's sex scene. 5.5 out of 10, rounded up to 6 for IMDb.

Cunning and deadly rich mobster's daughter Dawn (Linnea Quigley at her most sly and adorable) gets sent to an asylum after she murders her sister and her sister's boyfriend. While in the nut house Dawn befriends fellow mafia princess Amy (luscious brunette Karen Russell). After they both get released from the sanitarium, the two hook up and hold a party in which they invite all of their ex-boyfriends. Naturally, the killing soon begins anew. Director David DeCouteau, working from a blithely tacky and convoluted script by Ross A. Perron, covers all the satisfyingly sleazy B-movie bases: Plentiful gratuitous female nudity, a couple of raunchy soft-core sex scenes, cheesy and unconvincing gore, hopelessly terrible acting, a thrashy rock soundtrack, a leering lurid tone, and several gloriously ridiculous murder set pieces (one guy has his heart punched out of his chest and shoved into his mouth!). The ever-cute and vibrant Quigley has a ball with her seductive and duplicitous evil bitch role. Token big name Lyle Waggoner pops up in a few drawn-out flashbacks as well-meaning, but ineffectual shrink Dr. Randolph. Moreover, it's a real hoot to see Eric Freeman (Ricky in "Silent Night, Deadly Night Part 2") as slimy jerk Jeff. Del Casher's droning synthesizer score, the plodding pace, Michael Seaman's plain cinematography, and the absurdly jumbled narrative all further enhance this flick's considerable so-clunky-it's-downright-funky crappy charm. Enjoyable dreck.

I can't believe that Quigley would want to produce this awful gore-slasher film! Badly acted, badly plotted and bad special effects! I'm surprised that former "Carol Burnett Show" co-star Lyle Waggoner would participate in this film as a counsellor. And there's also Cheesy B-movie star Karen Russell who plays Quigley's sister. And there's an actor that I'm sure played the Santa Clause killer in "Silent Night, Deadly Night 2", with a different name. Well this movie didn't hit theatre's no doubt, and it was made when the slasher craze was going out of style, until Wes Craven brought it all back in 1996 with "Scream", now that's a movie that Quigley should've produced! She was better in movies like "Return of the Living Dead", "Night of the Demons", and "Sorrority Babes in the Slimeball Bowl-O-Rama!"

I saw this movie years about 8 years ago when it first came out, and the only memories that I have about it are : 1. That it was awful. 2. That in one scene Linnea Quigley applies suntan lotion to her arms and legs repeatedly for about 15 minutes straight (it seemed that long anyways). 3. One scene where a character gets a sledgehammer rammed into his head. In this scene, when the hammer connects, the head smashes like glass. It's quite bad.