Tag Line: In a bowling alley from Hell, there’s only one way to score…
Release Date: 1988.
Director: David DeCoteau.
Producers: David DeCoteau and John Schouweiler.
Written By: Sergei Hasenecz.
Cast: Andras Jones, Linnea Quigley, Brinke Stevens, Robin Stille and Hal Havins.
Running Time: 1 hour and 20 minutes.
Besides the ridiculous title, this cult favourite’s main attractions are Scream Queens Linnea Quigley and Brinke Stevens. They went on to bigger and better things unlike most of those involved with this sleazy, juvenile version of Aladdin.
A trio of sex-starved, college geeks are caught breaking in and spying on sorority’s initiation ceremony but not before they see…GASP!…the pledges get paddled and…GASP!…spy on one pledge showering whip cream off her body.
The sadistic head of the sorority – a scenery-chewing Robin Stille as Babs Peterson – orders the pledges and the nerds to swipe a trophy from a nearby bowling alley as part of their punishment and initiation. What none of them know is imprisoned in the trophy is an ancient, mischievous imp.
Why in the world someone would imprison an imp in a bowling trophy of all places is never explained then again if you are seriously asking that question you probably shouldn’t be watching this movie as your IQ is above that of a rusted lug nut.
The imp, who looks like vaguely like the ash tray I made in shop class if I melted it down into a puddle of slag, after doling out some wicked wishes, transforms some of the sorority girls into sorority girls sporting green oatmeal on their faces which is supposed to make them look like scary flesh-eating demons. Boo!
Linnea Quigley, Brinke Stevens and Robin Stille perform miracles with what crap they have been given and that ain’t much at all. Quigley is wonderfully over-the-top as the rough neck Spider and Stille is memorable as the budding dominatrix. Stevens is mostly just eye candy, which is a shame because she has much more to offer as her career after Sorority Babes proved.
Sorority Babes in the Slimeball Bowl-O-Rama isn’t a split. It isn’t a spare. It isn’t even a gutter ball. Sorority Babes in the Slimeball Bowl-O-Rama is what would happen if you threw your ball into someone else’s lane. At that point, you should just hang up your shoes and bag your ball forever.
Gravestones
Thrown into a jukebox and electrified.
Head stuck in a deep fryer.
Someone is torn in half.
Bowling ball to the head.
Death by giant spanking paddle.
Someone is set on fire.
Somebody is stabbed to death.
Decapitated and head used as a bowling ball.
Death by car crash.
Naughty Bits
One naked shower scene.
One extended simulated sex scene with nudity.
Memorable Dialogue
Spider: What is this, The Midnight Wimp Bowling League?
Janitor: God damn that fucking imp!
Calvin: At least I don’t pick up my girls at the dog pound.
Pints of Blood
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