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“Late in the dire college slasher flick Sorority Row, the killer takes some time away from impaling hateful victims to explain why the world will be a better place without all the awful people who didn’t survive the movie. And you know what? The psychopath has a point. Nobody in Sorority Row has a shred of decency–it’s like the school from The Rules Of Attraction with a lobotomy and a botched boob job–so the maniac in the black robe can’t help but emerge as the sole sympathetic character by bumping off soulless sorority sisters one by one, mercifully putting an end to annoyingly glib one-liners about the joys of “roofie sex” and putting “hos before bros.” Sorority Row might be utterly lacking in suspense, surprises, and wit, but nobody can say it doesn’t have a hero.”
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From Elvis to the rpesent in six minutes.