Dekker’s cultish directorial debut (which he likes to describe as a “stew”) is very much a reflection of his feverish imagination, fed by years of B-movie fare cutting across every conceivable generic boundary, which we see in the film’s barrage of movie references and in-jokes that range from old film noir dialogue, to kitschy sci-fi special effects. The film embraces everything that is silly, scary, and gross, and along with Friday the 13th Part VI: Jason Lives, which was released the same year, it marks a knowing shift to wink-wink postmodern horror-comedy a good decade before the deconstructions of Scream. (DVD)