The House on
Sorority Row
Produced by Film Ventures International, 1983. DVD by Elite Entertainment, Inc., 2002. Written and directed by Mark Rosman. Music by Richard H. Band.
Starring Kathryn McNeil, Lois Kelso Hunt as "Mrs. Dorothy Slater" and Carlos Sério as "Eric."

     By Stephen Pytak 
     It starts off like your average, ordinary co-ed 
slasher film. 
But it quickly redeems itself.
A bunch of college seniors want to hold a graduation party at their sorority house.
The house mother, "Mrs. Slater," says no.
They clash. A gun goes off. The house mother ends up in the pool. And the band arrives for the party.
Instead of calling an ambulance and the police, the girls use towels to sink the mother in the pool, greet the band and get the party started.
Soon, the girls start disappearing.
One by one, they're stalked and stabbed by a killer whose face is hidden.
At first, we're led to believe it's the house mother. But then the mother's body pops out of the rafters, stiff, cold and very dead.
This puts the remaining girls in a predicament.
While the band is still rockin' the house, they have to hide the old woman's body.
Oh, and they still have to deal with a killer, whose identity is unknown.
The third act is really something special.
It reminded me a bit of "Black Christmas (1974)," but I got a bigger jolt this time.
The poster for this flick isn't too engaging. It's just a painting of a half-naked chick by a window. Yawn.
The only reason I gave the film a shot was because Elite Entertainment, a trusted name in horror, released it on DVD. I picked it up at a Borders. Glad I did.
The film boasts some pretty good performances.
The lead girl is played by Philadelphia native Kate McNeil, who went on to appear in such films as Van Damme's "Sudden Death (1995)" and the Samuel Jackson flick "The Caveman's Valentine (2001)."
The killer may not be the most original. But how the role is executed is rather interesting.
The credit here goes to the director, Mark Rosman, who I've honestly never heard of until I saw his name at the top of the opening credits.
The killer's face is only glimpsed for a heartbeat. But that glimpse still stays with me. It's quite an impression.
There's also a bit of nudity for all you perverts out there.
Copyright 2008 by Stephen Pytak