As far as I know, this is the first gay-themed slasher film, supporting the notion that people of all sexual orientations are entitled to crap of their own. Four gorgeous guys dress up for Halloween and attend a bacchanalian dance party where a mysterious (and extremely buff) killer serially decapitates guests with a scythe. Dressed in a devil costume and glimpsed mostly in shadow, he's a potent symbol of something or other, but writer-director Paul Etheredge-Ouzts isn't sure what. This isn't very good—the puritanical impulses of the slasher genre collide head-on with the sweet-butt requirements of gay exploitation flicks—but a gender studies major could have a field day with it. 85 min.