Hey look, it's sleazeball writer/director Fred Olen Ray trying to bring us a horror parody! Unfortunately, for him, he didn't seem to realize his scenario is lacking two very important – I even daresay essential – components in order to accomplish this: the film is not funny, nor scary. Fortunately, for us, Fred Olen Ray can always safely rely on two other vital elements: the wittiness and charisma of genre veterans that inexplicably continue to collaborate with him (in this case David Carradine and Dick Miller) AND gratuitous nudity provided by voluptuous and professional adult film starlets. Presumably inspired by the contemporary revival of Looney Tunes and maybe even still the successful aftermath of "Who Framed Roger Rabbit", "Evil Toons" is a passable low- budgeted early 90's flick that clearly didn't knew which target audience to address. Die-hard horror buffs won't be very pleased with the goofy animations and (youthful) cartoon freaks aren't likely to be exposed to such amounts of nudity. Dick Miller runs an illegal cleaning company and employs young college girls that are willing to make a quick extra buck. He drops them off at a spooky old mansion on Friday night and their assignment is to get the place cleaned up by Sunday, as the new tenants movie in after the weekend. The hot trio discovers an ancient book and dagger. Stupidly reading a passage from the book out loud revives a demonic cartoon figure that promptly possesses one of the chicks and goes on a murderous rampage. It might sound like an extremely shallow thing to say, but I will only remember "Evil Toons" for the copious amounts of T&A. The three leading ladies look ravishing and they do even more so when they're topless. Especially the supposedly shy girl (forgot her name) is a real jewel. She wears loose sweaters and barely any make- up, so it comes as a pleasant surprise when she exposes her impressive D-cup all of a sudden in front of the bathroom mirror. The rest of the film is pathetic and forgettable. The "evil" cartoon looks like a crossover between the Tasmanian Devil and Wile E. Coyote, yet without the charm of those legendary figures. Dick Miller has a couple of great one-liners, like when he's watching himself in "A Bucket of Blood", and David Carradine inarguably remains a cool dude, even though he has little else to do than stand around in a cloud of fog outside of the mansion.

In Evil Toons, buxom scream queen Monique Gabrielle plays prim and proper virginal co-ed Megan, but don't worry, she still gets her tits out - this is a Fred Olen Ray film, after all.

Megan is one of four sexy girls hired by Burt (cult B-movie legend Dick Miller) to spruce up an old mansion ready for the new owners. While there, the four babes are approached by a strange man, Gideon Fisk (David Carradine), who gives them an old book, bound in something that looks suspiciously like human skin, and with a scary face on the cover; before you can say Necronomicon, the girls have read a passage from the book out loud and summoned an evil spirit that takes the form of a cartoon monster. The animated creature kills sexy brunette Roxanne (pornstar Madison Stone), assumes her form, and goes on the rampage.

As a horror movie, Evil Toons is seriously lame, but I reckon you knew that already, didn't you? It's not any better as a comedy. The film is little more than an excuse to get its sexy stars to flash their boobs and bums as often as possible while ripping off both 'The Evil Dead' and 'Who Framed Roger Rabbit?' in the process. Being very low budget, there's not much in the way of animation, and what there is is pretty bad. All four of the main 'actresses' get naked to some degree (two of them have worked extensively in the adult industry, so they aren't exactly the shy and retiring type); even scream queen Michelle Bauer, who appears as Burt's girlfriend, finds the time to flip out her norks during her brief cameo.

As in The Evil Dead, the malevolent monster is destroyed when Megan throws the book into a fire, but only after lots of puerile nonsense that proves extremely wearisome, even despite all of the T&A.

Four women are staying the weekend in a spooky house they've been hired to clean, but before long one of them has been possessed by a demon unwittingly brought to life and embarks on a murderous rampage.

I really like this movie. It's cheap, it's stupid, it doesn't really make sense and it has a bunch of young women taking their tops off every five minutes. It does have some bad points too, but it's a lot of fun and that's what counts. Mostly I like it because of the cast; Gabrielle as the wide-eyed ingenue and Stone as the sexpot pixie toon demon vampiress are both wonderful and hilarious in equal measures. Stone really eats up the screen and has a deliciously naughty delivery, licking Gabrielle's blood and observing, "Tangy ! But not too tart ... "; I wish she'd made more movies. As well as that we have old pros Carradine and Miller, both playing it straight, bless their cotton socks, and cult favourite Bauer in a black teddy. The plot is some mumbo-jumbo about a haunted book, soul-shrouds and a cursed researcher of arcane arts called Gideon Fisk (great name), but is diverting enough to cover the film's charming budgetary limitations. There's also a great title sequence by Bret Mixon and a jaunty keyboard score by Chuck Cirino that keeps everything moving along, whilst the film keeps coming up with engagingly goofy scenes like the one where Stone tries to open the wine bottle. In the late eighties/early nineties there were a lot of these agreeable tongue-in-cheek no-budget horror comedies, well made by the likes of Ray, David DeCoteau and particularly Jim Wynorksi. This is one of Ray's best, but a lot of them are great fun, for example Bad Girls From Mars or Dinosaur Island. Flesh fans should note that both Stone and Nix are adult-movie stars; Nix (whose real name is Stacy Mitnick) under the screen-name Barbara Dare.