Don’t Open Till Christmas (1984)
Cookie-cutter 80s slasher Don’t Open Till Christmas is the story of a string of murders exclusively involving victims dressed in Santa suits. Scotland Yard catches on to the fact that someone really does not like Christmas, and they pursue knowing they have a seasonal serial killer on their hands. From there the story progresses in typical slasher fashion.
Although this film is in no way a revolutionary take on the genre, it is still a fun entry. All individual elements tend to match the onslaught of generic 80s slashers: the gore effects are cheesy and over-the-top, the acting is absurd, and the directing is terrible. The first half of the story is very linear and easy-to-follow, but then something goes wrong. A drawn-out middle scene in the film is one of the most nonsensical, nonlinear, and generally confusing scenes I’ve ever witnessed in a slasher. However, when the confusion dies down, the conclusion is enjoyable enough to make up for it.
As a whole, the film is certainly an amusing holiday horror watch. Nevertheless, I don’t give it a very high rating because it is a middle-of-the-road slasher. By that I mean that there is nothing groundbreaking that puts it above the rest, and it is not absurd enough to be rated on ‘so bad it’s good’ merit. But if you can get your hands on a copy and are looking for a Christmas horror film, give it a shot.