You’re just not prepared for what Charles Phillip Moore has to offer you, the horror fan. Never have I seen such a bat shit insane, moronic horror movie that is so tough to digest, but goes down so well. “Demon Wind” is the epitome of bad low budget horror that seems to basically make it up as it goes along. By the time we reached the climax of the movie I literally just gave up trying to comprehend what I was watching and basically laugh my ass off at the sheer hideousness of it all.
A group of young college people travel to a haunted house, led by young Cory (Eric Larson) and his girlfriend Elaine (Francine LaPensee). It seems that Cory’s ancestors were murdered there and his father became insane after investigating the incident. What they find is an occult meeting-place populated by demon zombies waiting for the appearance of Satan, all the while Cory and his friends look for a way back home.
“Demon Wind” is a bonkers combination of “Evil Dead,” “House,” “Evil Dead II,” and “Night of the Demons” but with none of the wit, or creativity. So much of “Demon Wind” makes no sense that you’ll spend more time trying to figure out the list of inexplicable scenes and plot twists more than actually sit down and experience what’s unfolding. When it’s nonsensical it’s shockingly convoluted, referring a lot of junk about main character Cory’s grandmother having a book of spells, fighting off a cult of Satanic worshippers, giving Cory some kind of magical power, and never once indicating that Cory should have stayed away from the house.
There’s also a lot of goofy moments like the appearance of ghostly quaker children, a gas station diner that serves goat milk on its menu, a naked dream sequence, a victim of the demon zombies being turned in to a baby doll and then exploding, and the introduction of a character involving him karate kicking a beer can in to someone’s face. “Demon Wind” is an endless series of gaffs and baffling narrative points, that writer Charles Phillip Moore just seemed to cobble together anything and everything about monsters and demons that came to mind. If that’s not enough the cast’s performances vary from cardboard to comical, which isn’t too surprising considering the more the narrative develops, the more incoherent everything becomes.
For a movie with such a lush setting, “Demon Wind” could at least be a bare bones atmospheric chiller, but it fails to strike even the slightest spook, even botching attempts at jump scares. “Demon Wind” is so awful it’s watchable, and it’s one of those monstrosities from the nineties that have to be seen to be believed. Even then you descend in to denial that you ever bore witness to it.