Sorry, this movie sucks

Just perfect...

The first must-see film of the year.

There's no way I can possibly love it entirely but I just think its ridiculously bad, but enjoyable at the same time.

Some wack job out there is killing Santa's, so it's up to good ol' Scotland Yard to catch this maniac, who's killing with consistency, one such incident, blowing a Santa away, with a barrel to the open mouth way. This is a shoddy made film, slapdash, with nothing going for it, except a high Santa count. This thriller, throws in a few suspects, where it has us highly believe it could be the chief, (Piece's killer, Edward Purdom) and it does that, especially if you've seen Pieces. The blood is so fake (check out the sex booth scene), and some of the acting is laughable. White Fire's Belinda Mayne who's father was a victim, has a warm spot for Purdom, and it was interesting to see how far this would go, or hope it would go. Suspect, journalist hound, Alan Lake, is again a pleasure to watch. This is a bad movie, which incidentally came out, virtually the same time as Silent Night Deadly Night, which is fine film making, when compared to this mess, which I admit it's explosive ending one would say, was impressively unexpected, as is none of the rest of this film. An eerie touch here, is hearing the tune, Silent Night Holy Night, played on an accordian, in bits, throughout. What a mess, with endless bodies, a nude bloodied one, the camera favors up close, for our visual enjoyment.

A film I acquired in the 50-pack Drive-in collection. The movie is not remotely interesting, not "horrific", not anything but a waste of time and film. It's nothing more than a crappy excuse to put boobs on film in what is supposedly a "scary Christmas" type of horror film. Basically it's a real yawn and eye-roller.A guy goes around killing Santa Clauses while girls flash their boobs on film. This might appeal to some but the film does not appeal to me.Like all films, you will have to watch the film for yourself to know if you will like it or not. I will not recommend this film to anyone - I recommend to find a better "scary Christmas" flick than this drab, flat trash.1/10

I don't know from what should I start, so maybe I'll give you a small description about what I saw. This film is like:... oh, someone killed Santa, oh, and another, oh, those few more, oh, there were tits, someone killed Santa?, he's chasing him, oh, he killed Santa - and so on, so on... So, as you see there is no suspense in this cheap, boring slasher movie. There's even no snow or any Christmas atmosphere, which we know from pictures like "Black Christmas" or "Silent Night, Deadly Night". There are few quite bloody murder scenes and that's all. Ah, I forgot to say that they are really funny (those scenes, I mean). Maybe those laughs will make some people watch this one, but I do not recommend.

If seasonal slashers such as Black Christmas, Christmas Evil, and Silent Night Deadly Night are to be believed, Christmas isn't really the season for 'peace on Earth and good will to all men'—it's the time of year you're most likely to end up hacked into cubes by a maniac with an axe.Usually, a cinematic Yuletide killer is fairly easy to spot (hint: he's the one in a scruffy, blood-soaked Santa suit, clutching an axe), but UK horror Don't Open 'Til Christmas bucks this trend: in this film, it's those that are dressed as good old St. Nick that wind up dead, victims of an escaped loony with an extreme hatred of jolly old men with big white beards!A sleazy, low-budget slasher from exploitation producer Dick Randall and sexploitation scribe Derek Ford, 'Don't Open...' stars Edmund Purdom as a New Scotland Yard Inspector hunting for a serial killer who has left a trail of dead 'Santas' all over London (including a 'roast' Santa, 'shish-kebab' Santa, 'machete-in-the-face' Santa, and 'bloody-stump-where-his penis-used-to-be' Santa). Given its exploitation pedigree, this tawdry tale should be a terrific slice of thoroughly tasteless entertainment, but thanks to some of the worst acting, weak direction, and cheap gore effects in slasher movie history, the film only succeeds in being extremely tedious.'Don't Open...' never really finds its feet, faltering during the opening scene, in which a couple canoodling in the back seat of a car are unconvincingly stabbed (with a retractable knife presumably purchased from the local joke shop). The film then stumbles chaotically from one dreadful moment to another, subjecting viewers to lots of unconvincing gore FX, a pointless tour of a wax museum, an even more pointless cameo from beautiful British scream queen Caroline Munro, and some hilariously bad dialogue ("they'll think we're a couple of gays"; "it'll make your nip-nips stick out"), until an unintentionally funny 'explosive' finale ends the film rather abruptly.On a positive note, there is some welcome gratuitous nudity from softcore star Pat Astley and a surprisingly repugnant scene where the killer torments an abducted peep-show stripper, but it just isn't enough to prevent this from being a dud.