1971’s Slaughter Hotel (which has a bunch of other titles) wasn’t very slaughter-riffic until the last five minutes. And it is quite a last five minutes. Our gloved maniac kills six people with a flail and then is repeatedly, and I mean repeatedly, shot. Also to this movies credit: lots and lots of nudity.

I think I will take this axe. But I will probably be back for the morning star, so keep it behind the counter for me.

One doesn’t see outfits like this anymore.

Excellent neck wear. And she lives.

If I were institutionalized, slaughter hotel would be my pick.

Also, I figured out how to link the smaller image with an embiggened one. All one needs to do is click.

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