A bunch of friends sneak into a haunted house amusement after hours and make fun of all the cheesy props. They then perform a black magic incantation and awaken a bunch of cheap hand puppets… I mean… monsters. Flash forward ten years later. Two gal pals move into an apartment together and invite their boyfriends over for a party. It’s not long before the Demonoids crash the party and chomp their way through the guest list. From there, they set their sights on terrorizing a dimwitted security guard.
Demonoids from Hell is, of course, Dustin (Stale Popcorn and Sticky Floors) Ferguson’s riff on the ‘80s cult classic, Ghoulies. There’s even a Demonoid in the toilet scene. Unfortunately, unlike Ghoulies, the Demonoids talk and crack jokes and frankly, none of it is very funny. (Maybe that was a tip of the hat to Ghoulies 4?) The attack scenes are weak too and the gore, aside from a scene where some fingers are chomped off, is lightweight.
The good news is it’s less than an hour long. Even then, there’s still padding in the form of a horror movie hostess (Malovia’s Movie Matinee) popping up for intros and intermission breaks, pointless news report scenes, and an obscenely long end credits sequence.
The fractured narrative is probably the oddest thing about it. The opening sequence looks like it was actually filmed ten years prior, and the stuff with the coeds feels like it should’ve been much longer. Also, the security guard’s stuff feels like scenes from a prospective sequel. Like most of Ferguson’s movies, it comes off feeling like it was cobbled together. At least this time, the flick has some charm, and it moves at a reasonable clip. You can say a lot about Demonoids from Hell, but I’ve certainly seen worse Ferguson films this year, that’s for sure.
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