
The bottom of the direct-to-video barrel is full of nigh-unwatchable horror anthologies like this one, which features a pair of uninspiring stories -- about a serial killer and a suicidal clown -- made for peanuts with somebody's old camcorder. As tolerant as genre fans tend to be with regard to low-budget horror, good conscience prevents any recommendation for even the most indulgent of horror fans. Ginger Lynn completists may want to give it a look on bargain rental night anyway, as the erstwhile porn queen introduces the stories. ~ Robert Firsching, Rovi