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A cool-lookin’ alien stalks some California woodlands, making life hard for hunters and campers in the area. It shoots out these little toothy flesh-discs that suck the blood of whatever target they make contact with. Sandy and Greg are two teens heading out to camp with their friends despite the warnings of a creepy gas station owner (in all fairness, I probably wouldn’t listen to Jack Palance either) who tells them that it’s a bad idea to be hanging around the lake during hunting season. They discover a stash of bodies (their friends included) and head back to town for help. Help is found in the untrustworthy form of wild-eyed war vet Martin Landau (whose dismissed tales of aliens are now given some substance but his deteriorating mental state is also a fine reason as to why nobody listens to him). Cranky-ass Jack Palance is also wandering around, hunting the alien and being a little unhinged. We also get some brief roles for a few ill-fated celebrities (well, I’d call them celebrities) and an especially wiener-ish role for a very young David Caruso. It’s a win all around. If only we got more time with that badass alien costume.
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