Prom Night IV: Deliver Us from Evil

I avoid putting the category under which a Hooptober film falls in the review. But I think here, it provides some context. This was the terrible 90’s sequel, and it wasn’t my first choice. The movie I had picked (The Rage: Carrie 2) left Tubi by the time I got around to it, and after much searching, this was the only replacement I could find. I had a perverse curiosity for Carrie 2. I knew to expect very, very little from Prom Night 4. If competence is hitting the target and incompetence aiming for the target and missing, Prom Night 4 is what you get when you intentionally fire the gun into the sky. You can criticize PN4 for its many, many, many shortcomings, but it would be like being angry that you’ve spent six months trying to get your dog to speak on command and it doesn’t, but you’re also expecting it to meow. You shouldn’t expect anything from this movie, because it is unwilling to understand what it needs to do to be good, or even enjoyably bad, in the first place. It’s the third sequel, and a direct to video one at that, in a D-level horror franchise several years after the 80’s horror boom had ended. Prom Night 4 is the corporeal shape of a tax write-off. If it were a color, even color blind people would find it dull. It is the unflavored wax lips in your Halloween bag. It is wallpapering your house with the exact same shade as the paint beneath it. I have put more energy into this review than they did into the movie, and more than it took from me to watch it. Let this stand as your warning. Hooptober 2022 movie #22/31