Eight classic monsters fight to the death in an explosive wrestling tournament set inside an abandoned and cursed graveyard.
This movie is something of a mystery. It seems to be quite bad and has virtually no plot. Yet, being fully aware of that, it never takes itself very seriously and is therefore somewhat enjoyable. It certainly was not as bad as I expected and not nearly as bad as it could have been.
The real mystery is how they were able to sign on such a cast. Kevin Nash, Herb Dean and Jimmy Hart give it a sense of authentic wrestling or fighting. I did not even realize Hart was still alive. Then you have Dave Foley, horror veteran Art Hindle, and some voiceovers from Lance Henriksen that are a cross between him playing God and being the narrator from "Mortal Kombat". (The script is no stranger to video games -- a reference to King Hippo from "Punch Out" is thrown in.) Is the movie good? Heck no. But it is bad in a way where it appears almost intentional... and therefore more tolerable than other films being released these days. Certainly better than anything Charles Band has been associated with in a long time.
