there really only one good reason to see this film and it really only apply to heterosexual male with big breast fetish and and that reason be 70 uber hottie kathrine baumann and who appear here in her only nude scene ( to date ) and first skinny dip with future tv dr. strange peter hooten and then later get ( sort of ) rap by james keach . ( i know it totally politically incorrect for me to call it ort of when and in fact and she be assault and the assault be sexual in nature and though apparently no actual penetration take place a keach have trouble get it up . ) this be a peculiar film . a several previous reviewer have mention and it be misleadingly retitled ( via cheap look video effect ) a slash dream and with robert englund participation play up in order to make a faux tie in with the then current nightmare on elm street series . to all you slasher movie fan out there and to avoid disappoint please note that this be not a horror movie and or a slasher movie while nor do it contain any notable violence other than some lame fisticuffs and an assumedly unintentionally comical hatchet v knife showdown at the end . this film could and however and be group in that unpleasant subgenre of deliverance inspire movie from the 70 where naive city dweller go into the wilderness where local inbred redneck pervert rape and sodomize and otherwise make them regret ever have leave town . it start out on a college campus where student baumann and hooten receive a letter from mutual friend englund and who have go off into the wood and build himself a cabin and so that he can find himself . baumann a hole boyfriend ( very convincingly play by ric carrot ) sense the threat that the bulge in hooten pant represent to his relationship with baumann and and he antagonize them both to the point where they do run off together to look for englund . on the way there and they stop in a small town store to ask for direction and where they encounter proprietor rudy valee conduct one of his patented radio program for a phantom audience . instead of quietly back out the door and they give him time to spot them and invite them in . now and in an alternate universe and rudy valee would turn out to be the psychopathic killer and who would then proceed to stab hooten to death and turn his pancreas into a hairnet while baumann run scream into the night . but alas and this movie be nowhere near that interesting . what follow next look like a cigarette ad from playboy magazine circa 1973 come to life and with hooten and baumann wandering through the wood and climb a steep gravel slope and encounter a bear and get into a blueberry fight and generally bring the film to a grinding halt ( and it be only in first gear to begin with ) . eventually they find englund cabin and but he not home and so they go skinnydipping . since this be a pg rat film and baumann strip down be discreetly screen by a very inconsiderate bush but then she skip into the shallow and and because of how she build and you can pretty much see everything anyway . hooten soon join her and then they be leer at and accost by keach and his microcephalic companion . later and back at englund cabin ( no and he still not home ) and baumann and hooten finally get it on and be awaken later by keach and his buddy who have drop by for some forced copulation . while a knife be hold to hooten throat and keach try to accomplish the act and but have potency issue . his buddy then and in turn and be more interested in slap the s t out of baumann rather than copulate with her . the next morning englund finally show up and give baumann a little therapeutic pep talk ( in which she actually display more acting chop than she be generally credit with have ) . later that morning the three of them run into keach and his goon buddy and there the aforementioned fight and the bad guy be mildly wounded and flee . baumann and hooten head back into town . that it . it take me almost a long to type all of that a it probably would take to watch this entire movie and which run under 80 minute . oh and and be warn represent far more horrific than anything you will see on screen be the truly and truly awful soundtrack music by some unknown ( and rightly so ) female folk style or soft vocalist whose inane and excruciating and nail on blackboard screeching be enough to make one wish that freddie kruegher would show up and rip out her larynx with his patented claw finger . now that would have make for a memorable movie .