BA_Harrison Nicolas De Toth and Rawley Valverde play Skip and Ronnie, a pair of college football players who, along with thousands of other like-minded youngsters, head to the beach for spring break in search of sun, sea, sand and sex. The pair's fun is interrupted, however, when they get on the wrong side of the town's local biker gang, and a mysterious killer begins to bump off the Easter revellers in truly shocking style.Hiding behind the pseudonym Harry Kirkpatrick and shooting on location in Fort Lauderdale with an all-American cast, Italian horror director Umberto Lenzi is clearly intending to pass off this 80s slasher as a product of the US of A; to complete the illusion, he sets his sexy spring break shenanigans and murderous mayhem to a suitably loud hair metal soundtrack (he's not fooling me though: with a Claudio Simonetti score that sounds like leftovers from the Demons and Phenomena soundtracks, a really silly motorcycle that electrocutes its pillion passengers, and a daft denouement that could have come straight out of a giallo, this film's Italian origins seem only too apparent).Whenever Lenzi's attention is focused on either the wild antics of the sex-mad teens (wet t-shirt competitions, drunken zany pranks etc.,) or the gruesome activities of the psycho killer (best death: the roasting of a young woman in front of an open incinerator), Welcome To Spring Break is reasonably enjoyable trashy fare. Sadly, the plot frequently wanders into territory far less likely to entertain, the business with the bikers soon getting tiresome and a ridiculous sub-plot about the town's corrupt officials (which sees John Saxon slumming it as a sleazy sheriff) only serving to add to the tedium.All in all, this is a pretty uneven effort, one for those who have already seen the slasher classics and wish to explore lesser known examples of the genre, or who simply enjoy their 80s horror extra cheesy.4.5 out of 10, rounded up to 5 for all those lovely, big-haired, 80s beach babes.

udar55 Perpetually depressed Spring Breaker Skip (Nicolas De Toth) heads to Florida with his buddy to try and forget blowing the biggest football game of his college career. Too bad for him everyone in Miami not only saw the game, but recognizes him on the spot. As if feeling like a social pariah in the 80s isn't bad enough, there is also a killer cruising around the beach on a motorcycle killing any immoral party animals. Sheriff Strycher (John Saxon) thought he just witnessed the killer be executed by the State but now it looks like he will have to work some more. Meanwhile, Skip teams up with bartender Gail (Sarah Buxton), whose sister was murdered by the alleged killer, to do their own detective work.More 80s Italian Florida-filmed madness. This one easily trumps stuff like Miami HORROR because 1) it is an amazing time capsule of 80s spring break and 2) it isn't boring! Sure, you will know who the killer is within 30 minutes and their motives are questionable (are pulling practical jokes or hitchhiking really death worthy sins?), but it is hardly the worst slasher of the decade. Director Umberto Lenzi doesn't seem too bothered with details (how is it that Saxon shows up right before a fight anywhere in the county), but the electrocution murders are well staged. He delivered another beach themed flick the following year with HITCHER IN THE DARK. Amazingly, leads Buxton and De Toth both went on to have successful careers after this. She has done tons of work on soap operas and he - hold onto your seats - edited T3, LIVE FREE OR DIE HARD and WOLVERINE! No doubt working with Lenzi shaped their young minds. Co-starring Michael Parks and Lance LeGault.

Coventry Here in his attempt to shamelessly imitate the success of American teen slasher-movies, veteran Italian director Umberto Lenzi bids you welcome to a lot more than just Spring Break! Welcome to clichéd situations and ridiculous stereotypes! Welcome to cheesy gore and gratuitous nudity! Welcome to zero tension and maximum nonsense! Welcome to horrible rock music and awful dialogs! In short, welcome to the glorious and wonderfully entertaining world of 80's horror film-making! The overall quality level of this movie may very well be less than mediocre, but it guarantees a damn good time and I wouldn't hesitate to recommend it to tolerant fans of the genre. Some people and websites describe "Welcome to Spring Break" as a Giallo, but that's probably just because its director is Italian and maybe even because the DVD-cover proudly depicts the image of a maniacal killer wearing a pitch black motorcycle helmet (which was one of the favorite disguises of Giallo-killers), but it's actually a full-blooded and prototypic slasher in the trend of "Friday the 13th", "Happy Birthday To Me", "April Fool's Day" and other so-called holiday-themed splatter junk. The simpler the concept; the better. Unleash a killer – preferably one with an eerie disguise who likes his murders gruesome – among a group of stupid, drunken and hormone-laden teenagers in sunny, beach area. Try and raise confusion by suggesting the killer may be the vengeful reincarnation of a wrongfully executed biker, cast the almighty John Saxon as a sadistically corrupt cop, throw in some totally random images of a wet T-shirt contest and you got yourself the true definition of an 80's guilty pleasure. If you've seen a few movies like this, it shouldn't be too difficult to guess the maniac's identity quite early in the film already, but at least Umberto Lenzi's efforts to provide red herrings are admirable. The maniac's favorite method is interesting as well, as you don't see a mobile electric chair too often. The acting performances are mostly atrocious, with the exception of the aforementioned John Saxon and Michael Parks ("From Dusk Till Dawn", "Planet Terror") as the alcoholic doctor. There are a lot of things wrong with this film, but why bother getting annoyed over them? The girls are beautiful, the boys are dorks, the killer is cool and John Saxon is the man!

lost-in-limbo The leader of the biker gang "The Demons" is convicted for murder and is electrocuted in the electric chair. Before he dies, he yells that he'll take revenge on the town. But the beach community main focus for now is the truck load of college students making their way there for "Spring break". Although, things turn bad when the biker's body is now missing from its grave and a serial killer biker has hit the scene and is killing teenagers. This leaves a depressingly good-guy collage football player and a barmaid to figure out who's behind the killings, while the authorities try to cover it up so it doesn't spoil business.SPRING BREAK! Time to riot and be completely idiotic! When watching this, I was thinking that I was going to get mostly a slasher film, but Umberto Lenzi (who's going by Harry Kirkpatrick for the occasion) seemed more occupied with the pointlessly low-brow partying. I thought this aspect would be more in the background, but instead it came to the forefront. This costs the mystery element of the story with Porky's-Revenge of the Nerds II antics winning out.This low-budget, b-grade effort is pretty much a loudly obnoxious copy and paste slasher/goofball item that recycles the usual stereotypes, clichés and red herrings with less than desirable results. These tools are laid on thick… very thick. This goes for the token characters, which the camera seems to follow about. You got the thief, prankster, misguided girl conning older men out of their doe, loud-mouth lout, peeping tom, sex-crazed dope, mopey football player, trouble makers (bikers here), Rev.'s skank daughter and the list just goes on… and on. Random characters simply come and go in a stereotypical mish mash. I don't mind this, if it didn't uninterestingly drag, which I found it to do. These certain aspects and gimmicks involving these different characters do get tired, like the thief constantly stealing money and everyone believing the prankster's gags. In no time you're thinking how can they keep on falling for it? Everything about this side of the story was so heavy handed, predictable and one-dimensional in its build-up that when it came to "who-dunnit" slasher development it just falls flat on its back.The cardboard premise is chocker block with possibilities as it goes all over the place in what it wants to be and a tepidly dismal script offers very little help. The red herrings are poorly justified and unbelievable that you can see who it is miles before it's even revealed and there are coincidences' too many. Lenzi's statically lazy direction can hardly raise an ounce of sweat with weak attempts of suspense, but there are few effective touches amongst the dross and his pacing is quite stable. Make-up special effects are tolerable enough, but the gore is pretty much missing, as most of the violence involves victims being burnt to a crisp after being electrocuted by the killer/or bike. Yep, bike! They are quite original, but still these buzzing jolts are weakly handled and simply risible in the execution of the deaths. Most of the time he just happens to be there, just like many of the other characters. So there's a high suspension of disbelief needed. The smashingly uproarious rock score by Claidio Simonetti sticks in many heavy metal cues with plenty of impact and with the guidance of some striking cinematography works its way in.The acting throughout is mainly poor. Gladly the capable presence of John Saxon shines through. His snarlingly hard-ass and slimly performance as the police chief adds much needed class to the rest of the fumbling performances. Michael Parks is features briefly in an amusing alcoholically twitchy doctor/coroner and Lance LeGault scornfully chews up the scenery as the priest. Nicolas De Toth makes for a sluggishly vapid heroine and the foxy Sarah Buxton's fine performance adds the much need sparks in their pairing."Welcome to Spring Break" is averagely plain, which in the final product I didn't find to be as fun as it could have been. More mindless fodder to an overpopulated trend.