...is really not a good idea, but Lucky "May" McKee and Chris "The Lost" Sivertson went right ahead and did it anyway. The cast of relative unknowns do their damnedest, to little avail, with a script that has no real idea what it wants to accomplish and takes its own sweet time doing it. Syd Field would not be pleased, nor any other screen writing guru, and apparently the most recent crop of IMDb mavens aren't, either. I'm not surprised. There's some nonsense involving a totally distorted interpretation of Wiccan magic, some very limp lipstick lesbianism, a touch of unimpressive gore, and a coterie of actors who (at least according to the DVD's brief making-of feature) had more fun making this film than they reveal on screen. I can only hope they were paid scale at least; they deserve it after consenting to be in this mess. Forgettable at best, and a definite blot on any self-respecting public library's reputation, this is not going to lead to bigger and better things for anyone involved. Strictly for the indiscriminate viewer only.

This is a film that showed early promise, was a great idea, but the actors, dialogue, and plot couldn't bring it on. The film starts out as a reality film as they watch and interview a cheerleader. When she is killed while performing "America's most dangerous sport" her friend Maddy (Caitlin Stasey) takes her spot with the intent of enacting revenge especially on football player Terry (Tom Williamson). Added to this mix is witch Leena (Sianoa Smit-McPhee) who makes things happen with stones and crystals that act like a Monkey's Paw.

The film takes 30 minutes to develop. It was good getting there. Once we entered into the meat of the film, the writers didn't know what to do. Or at least they didn't do it well. Character build up was mostly ineffective.

Asylum production. Okay as an inexpensive rental.

Parental Guide: F-bomb. Sex. Rape. Nudity (Reanin Johannink- or body double Mallory Thompson)

ALL CHEERLEADERS DIE is another generic high school horror flick, one let down by the usual weak scripting and emphasis on repetitive familiarity rather than freshness or verve. Caitlin Stasey, who I remember as a child actress in NEIGHBOURS, gives a good performance as the vengeance-driven outsider with a vendetta against her school's football team, but the rest of the cast are unmemorable and the plot feels tired and weak, a hash of bits and pieces left over from better movies. At first you think it's going to be the usual vengeful spirit story but eventually it becomes a cheesy vampire-style flick complete with bad CGI lights and the like. Nothing special, in other words.