Word: slashers
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...Carlin and Klein, Leno has a sharp eye for the idiocies of everyday life. In an agitated, high-pitched voice that could pierce the din of the loudest bar, he takes off after everything from convenience stores (where "$20,000 worth of cameras protect $20 worth of Twinkies") to slasher movies ("Woman opens the refrigerator, gets hit in the face with an ax. There's a common household accident, huh?"). Leno's P.G.-rated material is witty, accessible and firmly anchored in bedrock middle America. "I'm hopelessly American," he confesses. "If something doesn't come in a Styrofoam...
...content with somewhat less grisly fare, like the immensely successful Friday the 13th series. The ease with which minors can rent and watch such nightmarish visions has alarmed parent organizations around the country. These groups contend that while sexually provocative movies usually carry at least an R rating, "slasher" films containing explicit violence are often unrated and available to youngsters...
...often used it to cut them up. In 1974 he barely won re- election to the Senate over Dr. William Roy, a Topeka obstetrician, in one of the nastiest campaigns in Kansas history. Says Roy, who shares Dole's flair for vindictive rhetoric: "He was a slasher and a cutter. You almost felt he cut for the pleasure of cutting." Recalling how Dole ranted about "Democrat wars" when he was Gerald Ford's vice-presidential running mate, some analysts still argue that his hot and highly partisan style may have cost the G.O.P. the White House...
...dialogue is spiced with occasional shots of black humor, all based on our exclusive knowledge that behind the smiling stepdad exterior lurks a raging psycho. Family Number Two is struggling for a reconciliation, and the Stepfather suggests, "C'mon, honey let's bury the hatchet." Gulp. But all you slasher-thrasher fans out there be warned. The Stepfather would rank low on Joe-Bob Briggs boobs'n'blood scale; this is suspense you bozos: protracted anticipation laced with adrenaline, not gory gratification every six and a half minutes, Friday the 13th-style...
...hush fell upon the hallway. Slowly, slowly, the scarred door swung open. Dave stood still, like a slasher-flick teenybopper about to get the axe. Destruction had ceased to be a good thing...