COED is counting down to Halloween with “Horror U,” a Halloween-ready celebration of 31 killer fright flicks set on (or around) college campuses. Your professor scare-meritus for today’s entry is Mike “McBeardo” McPadden–author of Heavy Metal Movies: Guitar Barbarians, Mutant Bimbos, & Cult Zombies Amok in the 666 Most Ear- and Eye-Ripping Big Scream Films Ever! (Bazillion Points, 2014)
Sorority Babes in the Slimeball Bowl-O-Rama makes good on its title, delivering Delta Delta Delta sisters paddling pledges aplenty, a bowling alley inside a shopping mall (in the event that the high hair and grotesque fashions don’t constantly remind you it’s the 1980s), and a “slimeball” in the form of a grinning, devil-eared, foul-mouthed rubber puppet called The Imp.
Few films can boast “having it all”; SBITSBOR unquestionably has all that, along with horny frat dudes, a haunted bowling trophy, slapstick catfights, sorority shower action, and the era’s foremost trio of fright flick scream queens: Linnea Quigley, Michelle Bauer, and Brinke Stevens. Plus, really, we can’t oversell The Imp.
When beer, slasher movies, and nudie mags leave a trio of dorky college buddies high and dry, they sneak of to spy on the Tri-Delts. Just their luck (and ours, too), it’s freshman initiation night, which entails copious peeped-on spanking, whipped cream as a weapon, and post-ritual soap-ups and scrub-downs.
The sisters bust the bros and dispatch them to steal a sacred trophy from the nearby Bowl-O-Rama. Upon the mission nearly being accomplished, the prize cracks open, and out pops The Imp, fomenting chaos everywhere in the voice of L.A. garage punk legend Dukey Flyswatter.
In 1988, Sorority Babes in the Slimeball Bowl-O-Rama actually played theaters (on a double bill with Galactic Gigolo), before generating a cult following on VHS, and becoming a trash-flick generational touchstone via repeated ’90s airings on the cable movie series USA Up All Night.
Director David DeCoteau began his career overseeing adults-only productions (many of them with no chicks in the cast—weird, huh?). After the heavy metal mess Dreamaniac (1985) and the post-nuke nonsense Creepozoids (1986), Sorority Babes in the Slimeball Bowl-O-Rama launched DeCoteau as one of cheapo horror’s all-time most prolific filmmakers (and, wow, is he ever still at it). For that alone, this crackpot campus B-movie earns a T&A-plus. Take a look at his sorority-baiting masterpiece…