A rock band struggles to come up with a song for a new horror flick, their manager has put them on the spot by promising whoever the hell he answers to that the tune will be ready within 24 hours. But forget about that for a bit. A tired mother nods off, watching Night of the Living Dead with her young daughter. Deciding it’s a bit boring, the little girl asks mama to tell her a story she’s never heard before. The first yarn opens up in the ‘Nam with a quartet of soldiers separated from their platoon. They make their way through the jungle, hoping to catch up with the rest of their team. They split into two groups to cover more ground. One group finds a dismembered soldier in an abandoned village, abandoned except for a topless woman running around the place. The other group snatches up a Vietnamese farmer and takes him prisoner. The groups meet up and the woman seems quite weary of the farmer. The farmer attempts to murder the girl while the soldiers argue but is gunned down for his trouble. Slowly but surely the female prisoner unfurls her game of seduction and murder because she ain’t quite human. It’s alright and it leads to the song Spooky Lady by that rock band we saw in the opening, which is just wonderful. The daughter asks for another story and mom obliges with a yarn about a group of college kids playing strip poker (and judging by the tape degradation during this scene, whomever held the master copy of this print was a lonely individual). The group quits playing and decide it’s time to pull a prank. Their idea involves attempting a séance to scare the shit out of one of their acquaintances. The plan is set to scare the living hell out of the poor girl but the dorks fuck up when they contact a recently deceased math professor but for real and it all goes to hell. Ya got some boobs, some booze and a cheap-ass boogeyman on the prowl, it’s all pretty damn fun. We then get more Spooky Lady… nice. Mom’s getting tired but her daughter manages to get one more story out of her. This time she reflects on the day her and her husband got married. They have their taxi driver take them to the local lovers lane and bang in his back seat while their driver sits in the front and drinks. This affords him the opportunity to check out his rear view mirror and notice the new bride casts no reflection. Her hubby has no idea she’s a vampire (although she’s practically wearing a neon sign that says she is) but he has a secret of his own. Sure it’s a bit lame and telegraphed to high-hell but whatever. The whole thing is a mildly enjoyable time.
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