I had a time a few months back where I showed my most of the genre films that I love and I was kinda scared of watching Dr.Giggles, not that its a bad film.I think that Larry Blake did a good job of weird killer who a dentist groupie but did little aside washed out flashbacks and Crazy houses to flesh out his character and was Dr.Giggles torn between School loans or murder. Dr. Giggles was something to at least keep alive and watching in my age, it comes across like a full length Tales from the Crypt episode. In All things Crypt, the first two features Demon knight and Bordello of Blood where great, but be aware there is a Film called Rituals and just was a Tim Curry shitfest where they slapped on a Cryptkeeper intro to dupe in viewers. Would I be going off topic if I mentioned that the Tale from the Darkside Film was a letdown, Deborah Harry was one draws for the film and even then I could not put a finger on the sole source of letdown and it had little to do the lack of violence.
The Ice Cream Man with Client Howard in a starring role just as brilliant as Evilspeak, a carrie knockoff which Clint is just less lumpy headed in his younger years. Ice Cream Man was a tale of Lumpy Head over the topping himself in a role of Pied Piper all the while suffering dayglo flashbacks which made good use of fish eye lens and bad puns. I won't explain them any further for now, I just urge you to watch them both.
Much can be learned for the 90's, just like Full Moon films. If people just stop making derivative bullshit, Saw and its many bastards to any J-horror remake that tends to star someone that makes you say "what ever happened to?" also I have to say just because you have dyed hair and tattoos that does not give you the right to make horror Films, Troma had flooded the market on punks and freaks, it spawned a low class of genre fans and choking the life and plots out of Troma for years and there is no end in sight. To many dolts with camcorders can make a horror film like Filthy Mcnasty and not enough Filmmakers with Vision like Damian Packard, Reflections of Evil is not horror but a flat out mindfuck.
Did I make my point?