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Benedict High School's cheerleaders aren't shy and sweet. The football team knows them well - and Billy, the school's disturbed janitor, would like to. In the locker room, the girl's shower and dress, unaware of the evil eyes which secretly watch them. They don't know that a curse has been placed on their clothes. And they don't know that their trip to the first big game of the season might sideline them for eternity. Will the cheerleaders succumb to the dark ritual of sexual sacrifice and death that's been plotted for them? Only those who dare watch will know!
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The movie begins with a poorly lit scene featuring some robed individuals performing some kind of ceremony in the woods at night. After this, we're taken to a sunny beach scene, where some high school students are playing touch football and we get to meet the nubile cheerleading squad of Benedict High School...there's Patti (Sherman), the petite blonde, Chris (Horan), the slightly chubby brunette, Sharon (Marks), the extremely well developed (in terms of body, not brains) sandy haired blonde, Debbie (Powell), the slutty one, and their coach Ms. Johnson (Cole), who's about the most idiotically naive character I've seen in a film in a long time. Some members of a rival school show up, words are exchanged, a `chicken' fight ensues, some water balloons are thrown, and Debbie gets it on with a player in the bushes. The girls head back to school for a shower scene (a lame one at that) prior to leaving for the big game, and are spied upon by Billy (Kruschen), the creepy janitor, who surely hates those uppity kids. Oh yeah, Billy is also a part of the Satanic cult seen earlier in the film...go figure. The girls don their uniforms (complete with t-shirts featuring their names on the front), Debbie gets it on with the quarterback, and they all leave for the game. Some car trouble ensues, and Billy just happens to come along, offers them a ride, but kidnaps them in the process (Billy's taken a real shine to Patti), and Debbie offers herself up in exchange for freedom. The girls manage to escape, find the local sheriff (Ireland), and are home free, right? Wrong...turns out the sheriff and his wife (De Carlo) are in the cult too, and are planning a sacrificial ceremony, one where a pure maiden will be offered up, but this poses a problem as there's nary a one in the bunch...or is there? The girls escape again, but get caught again, and Debbie offers up herself in exchange for freedom...again...yeah, okay, we get it, Debbie's like a doorknob, everyone gets a turn...some more stuff happens and Satan, represented by a cheap wooden mask and an even cheaper red solarization effect, makes the scene...oh bruther...
I really do enjoy oddball, exploitive features from the 60s and 70s, but I have to admit, even for Greydon Clark, Satan's Cheerleaders was a real stinker. The acting, the directing, the script, it all suffers here (along with the audience). My favorite character here had to be Billy, the lecherous janitor, played by the multi-purpose, ethnic character actor Jack Kruschen whom many might remember as 'Papa' Papadapolis from the early 80s TV series "Webster". Be sure to get a good look at his off work apparel, which consisted of snazzy polyester leisure wear and denim shirts festooned with rhinestones. The girls, who would have been interchangeable had they not been wearing their names on the front of their T-shirts, spent most of the time either getting, or making, not so subtle innuendoes ("I'm wild about your backfield in motion!") or remarks with regards to their own lack of virtue...near the end, when the coven is trying to find an unsoiled maiden in the bunch, Chris blurts out "Are you kidding me? I'm no maiden...I've been a cheerleader for three years!" ...and I didn't get the impression she said that as a way to get out of being sacrificed (none of the girls were that smart), but more so because it was true...lovely. This was the extent of the comedy, which would often feature some screwy tuba music to try and help punctuate the intent of being humorous...it worked, but not through any intentional efforts put forth by those making the film. Carradine's character is kind of interesting (albeit pointless), appearing for about a total of five minutes on the screen. He's credited as `The Bum', a drifter type whom the girls run across a couple of times. Check out the scene where, after the girls escape from the sheriff and split up, Debbie comes across Carradine's character and Carradine goes into his own little scene like Debbie wasn't even there. As far as Ireland and De Carlo, they seemed like they were trying to make the best out of it, knee deep in swill as they were...a job's a job (and a check's a check), I suppose. De Carlo hams it up pretty well, especially when she's spouting the devil speak, but gets shortchanged near the end as her finale occurs off screen. And then there's Ireland as the sheriff and leader of the coven...he has two Doberman Pinchers, named Lucifer and Diablo (oh bruther), a pentagram hanging over the fireplace mantle, and a shrine of evil behind a curtain in the living room. Oh yeah, he and his fellow worshippers also have a tendency to wear their colorful cult robes around in broad daylight, indicating either the entire town is in on the evil shenanigans, or there's just an overall sloppiness of the coven in general...as for the coven, they were perhaps the least frightening, most unorganized, grabasstic gaggle of devil worshipers I've ever seen...and I've seen a few, cinematically speaking. I sincerely doubted Satan would have aligned himself with such an incompetent gaggle of boneheads. If you're looking for sleaze, there's not a lot (not as much as I'd hoped), and the nekkidness, while present, is minimal, limited to Ms. Sherman showing off her boobery in a couple of scenes.
The picture, presented in fullscreen, on this VCI Entertainment DVD looks about as good as you'd expect a low rent production from the 70s would, meaning it's watchable, but does have significant flaws throughout. The Dolby Digital mono audio does come through well enough. The artwork on the main menu page is about the shoddiest I've ever seen, so much so someone at VCI should see about getting a refund. As far as extras go, there's a couple of rough trailers, one for this film, and another for one called Ruby (1977).
If I learned anything from this film it's that Satan doesn't appreciate `sloppy seconds'...
Man was I wrong!
First of all, none of the "cheerleaders" is even remotely hot looking. -- Strike one on the titillation factor.
Second of all, these people know absolutely nothing about Satanism and even the altar props and pentagram necklaces look like things they threw together themselves on a budget of about $1. Although their inept attempts at portraying a fantasy Satanism had no menace or scare potential, I thought they still could be amusing in a very cheesy B-movie sort of way. But instead all they ended up being is just extremely boring. -- Strike two on the Satanic factor.
And third, even though I love Yvonne Decarlo, her talents are completely wasted on one ultra-dull and stupid script. I'm a fan of B-movies, but this movie just had absolutely nothing to offer (except maybe being used as a tool to put me to sleep!). -- So strike three and this movie ends up out on the pile of garbage films I bought and hated and never want to see again.
About the only thing worthwhile I think it had was a couple of very catchy little disco numbers in the soundtrack that somebody should add to a compilation of obscure 70s disco treasures. But other than that, it deserves to be lost and forgotten in the wilderness of worthless junk.
I definitely do not recommend wasting your money on this one. If you want cheesy B-movies, there are PLENTY of others better than this. (--or worse, depending on how you look at it!) This is just a waste of your time and money. End of story.
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