Nomination Year: 1992
SYNOPSIS: A class of dream-research students and their professor travel to a remote cabin in order to conduct their experiments on nightmares. They discover to their horror that the professor has turned evil, and, with the help of his grotesque, Igor-like assistant, is killing them off one by one. Add to this some weird goings-on at the cabin -- strange, supernatural entities like zombies, ghosts, and goblins -- and it all seems like a nightmare. Well, it is. In every sense of the word.
- "Let's Up The Rating To 'R'"
Whose "Nightwish" Is This? The Director's?
Running from a zombie, our heroine pulls a "Scottie" and slams her head into a crossbeam. Suddenly, she's having this weird, masturbatory dream-within-a-dream (within-a-dream?) experience. A strange, green mist descends on her as she lies there, and she begins to undress and fondle herself, breasts exposed, writhing in self-indulgent pleasure. (Really, now, don't you think there might be a better time for this?) After a few minutes of this, one of her recently-killed friends -- a gorgeous blonde in a see-through top -- appears to her and asks, incongrously:
"You're not gonna suck that icky thing, are you?"
I don't know and I don't wanna know.
- Crummiest Ending
Wake Up and Smell the Sequel
All the other cast members have been killed and are now zombies out to get the one surviving girl. She barely escapes in a van. But, as she's driving away, a green, glowing tentacle snakes out from the back seat and chokes her to death. But wait!
She wakes up. Her fellow students and professor help her out of the sensory-deprivation tank. It was all a dream. The professor congratulates her for having manifested the most vivid, complex "guided dream" he's ever seen. She's understandably upset and will have none of it. She quits the program and advises the others to do the same before it's too late. But wait!
As she opens the door to the lab, there's another door behind it. And another behind that. And another. Behind the last door she sees herself dead and hanging on a wall. The door slams shut on her as "Igor" locks it behind her and merrily walks away. "I thought this was my dream," she whines. Nope, it's the audience's worst nightmare.
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