Annie (Tanya Dempsey) flees her abusive boyfriend and goes to stay with her girlfriends Stevie (Debbie Rochon) and Rose (Tina Krause) who are making a documentary on witches. One night, they get drunk and decide to practice a little witchcraft for shits and giggles. By doing so, they accidentally summon a witch named Lilith (Brinke Stevens) who appears from out of their shower and sets out to torment the three friends.
The fact that this stars Rochon, Krause, and Stevens, three of the greatest B-Movie Scream Queens of all time, automatically makes Witchouse 3: Demon Fire the best film in the trilogy. It’s not great by any means, and it could’ve used a little bit more T & A (only Krause has nude scenes), but it’s head and shoulders better than its predecessors.
Like Witchouse: Blood Coven, this doesn’t really connect back to the original. I guess they were going for a Witchcraft kind of thing by giving the series only a loose sense of continuity. (The only real theme is that they all feature witches named Lilith.) Although it was directed by Blood Coven’s J.R. Bookwalter, Demon Fire closely resembles a David DeCoteau movie as it’s about a bunch of hot babes in a house fighting the supernatural. It only really starts to fall apart towards the end when Bookwalter tries to pull the rug out from under us with a totally unnecessary “surprise” twist in the third act. It doesn’t exactly work and sort of negates some of the stuff we’ve previously seen.
At least the ladies make it worth watching. Krause is particularly entertaining when she’s off on her own, being goofy, muttering to herself, and singing into her toothbrush. Stevens is a bit underutilized as the ghost witch, but she at least looks like she’s having fun chewing the scenery and hamming it up. Rochon is awesome as always as the sassy documentarian who gets the best line of the movie when she tells Dempsey, “It looks like you fell down a flight of abusive boyfriends!”
AKA: Demon Fire.
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