It doesn't fare quite so well in other areas unfortunately, there is an over-reliance on a 'protected room' the survivors find in the house and the intentional daftness of the script doesn't always quite walk the line between horror and pastiche. An explanation given for why the demons are vulnerable to rust (?!) of all things does veer perilously close to outright piss-take but whenever these moments occur they are very quickly redeemed by a topless demon woman crawling on the ceiling or a multitude of demon arms bursting through the walls.
This movie has zero pretensions of grandeur and makes no attempt to be a 'serious' movie of any kind. It is meant to be exactly what it is - a loud, coarse, silly film about big breasted women being chased around by slavering demons set to a hard rock soundtrack. Best seen at a late night showing with a bunch of horror fans, Night of the Demons knows its audience and those are the guys who will truly love this film.
Rating: 7/10
For more on Angela, the demon leader, see her entry on The Total Bastard Database
|