The tyranist's thoughts
This is a pretty bad movie wrapped around a mediocre idea. It isn't as bad as some and was even periodically entertaining, but on the whole, it can be missed. Filmed partially in Spain, the soundtrack doesn't always match up with the picture. If this annoys you in any way, for God's sake, stay away. This is a slasher that is a weird kind of half breed. It seems to half fit within the small sorority house subgenre and half in the more generic slasher genre.
The puzzle thing at the beginning was kind of cool but after that there is nothing else to look forward to.

Rish's Reviews
It seems like there was a lot of nudity in this one. And a lot of it took place on campus, which I love. Plus, the villain used a chainsaw. It is virtually gone from my mind. I may have been very tired when I saw this one.
Back in the day, sometimes tyranist and I would rent a stack of horror movies and try and get through them all as soon as possible. By the third movie, I would have trouble remembering details and, usually, even staying awake. Recounting for others, and for this website, was a challenge--even doing Skulls was sometimes hard. And getting up the next morning? I won't even mention that. But the next time the opportunity presented itself, we would race each other to the Horror section, and load up again.
Unfortunately, those days are gone. I don't think they'll ever return. This page's days are numbered. But I'm glad I got to do it while I could. And this was a good thing while it lasted, much more of a pleasure for me than it was for you folks, I'm sure. It taught me a thing or two, and helped clarify a few things I already thought I knew. You know, it is always afterwards when you realize a day is never going to come again, and only rarely can you look around and say, "This is something special, at this moment," and raise your glass and say, "To right now."
Toast with me.
2005 Note: These words were written in late 1999, after I had moved hundreds of miles away from tyranist, and the area we had shared for most of our lives. Cut off from the people I knew, the ease of small town life, and the safety of the familiar, I wrote this review, saying almost nothing about the movie itself. I was immensely lonely, and felt very afraid of the future, not only of the Horror Film Compendium, but of . . . well, everything.
But here we are, five years later and counting. The site has had its ups and downs, has shined and grown, has come close to closing its html doors, and is still trucking along, impossible-to-find url or no. Someday I'd like to rent Pieces again, take notes on the sucker, and write something more professional about it. But until that day, this "review" will have to suffice.