God, I love finding good so-bad-it's-good movies that I've never seen. Bonus if it's a slasher from the 1980s. There are so many great little bits in this movie. Things that stick out: the obviously for-real counter lady at the grocery store, seemingly reading from the script in front of her and then looking directly at the camera at the end of the scene; the ridiculously modulated voice of the killer and his constant cackling that honestly sounds like how I'd imagine Satan himself would sound like if he laughed; the idiocy of the title weapon, forcing a doctor to weakly explain that people were dying from loss of blood; the abundance of naked boobies; the hyper-freakout of the biker chick when she's worried about friends being gone for just a few minutes; the way the redneck wife authentically yanks her daughter off the ground by one arm; the fact that the town doctor likes to wear denim jackets and sleeveless shirts in lieu of whites.
I could go on and on. This is bad movie gold and I'm pissed no one's ever told me to watch it before now.
[watched on a laptop in a barn. nothing defeats the Six Weeks!]