It's not great by any means, but it's a pretty good movie that didn't leave me filled with regret for investing time in it.

A movie that not only functions as a solid scarefest but a razor-sharp satire.

All of these films share one commonality, that being a kind of emotional center that humanizes a cast of monsters.

It's simply great fun, a winsome film and an occasionally over-the-top luxury fantasy that never flags.

It seems that After Dark decided to distribute a film that was in that "so bad it's funny" category, worthy of MST3K-style commentary throughout. In fact, that's really the only way I'd recommend watching this film, because anything else will lead to utter disappointment. This movie starts off featuring Ellen, a woman who receives an African mask of a fertility deity she ordered to help her and her husband with their sex life, only it looks nothing like what she expected—a all-too- classic devil/demon looking face, which she insists leads to an actual demon taking over her body and mind (and haunting her dreams). Her husband, Bill (an Antonio Banderas knock-off), is driving her to have her committed to a mental hospital, when the car runs out of gas in a remote location. He goes off to get more gas, leaving her alone to see that this demon is in the woods where the car stalled and is actually after her. It pursues her to a house where four young adults are having a small party, and people start dying.There's so much I wasn't expecting from this film (due to the level of professional cinema making I've come to expect from the movies distributed by After Dark) that I was already disappointed three minutes in. The camera quality is no better than a mid-grade porno and the acting and scriptwriting are no better. There's pretty much no exposition whatsoever—no character building to see Ellen's decline from a simple married woman to a possessed psychotic/schizophrenic, so don't expect to feel any sort of connection or sympathy for her...or any other character, for that matter. The editing, the blood-and-gore effects, the music—it's all pretty cheap. Even the demon mask itself looks like a cheap plastic mask you could find in any Halloween or general costume shop with a "Made in Taiwan" sticker on the back.Even the "twist" an hour in is something I saw coming...but, admittedly, the second twist a short while later was sort of a saving grace for the film (if you can even think of it that way). In fact, the last 15-or-so minutes had me reminiscing a little of "Evil Dead." Perhaps that's the sort of cheesy, hokey mood of horror film making these people were out to accomplish. It's just about as cheap, if you factor in the difference of years between the two films. So, if you're really in the mood to watch something that's so bad that's it becomes all too easy to make fun of it during the entire ride, you could give "Nightmare Man" a try. There might be better films to suit that style of MST3K "horror," but I don't normally go in for such flicks myself, to be honest. Of course, if you're looking for an actually well-made scary movie to truly unsettle and disturb you, avoid this like the plague.

Troubled and mentally unstable Ellen Morris (a solid and sympathetic performance by Blythe Metz) is being stalked by an evil and deadly demonic being known as the Nightmare Man (a genuinely creepy portrayal by Aaron Sherry). Ellen seeks shelter at a cabin in the isolated woods where two young adult couples are staying. Naturally, the Nightmare Man comes after all of them. Writer/director Rolfe Kanefsky ably crafts a dandy and dynamic blend of in-your-face visceral horror, wickedly amusing dark sarcastic humor, cheerfully nasty splatter, and truly enticing titillation; he keeps the pace brisk swift and constant throughout, builds a considerable amount of suspense, relates the simple, yet effective and engrossing premise in an admirably snappy and straightforward manner, delivers a few nifty plot twists, makes excellent and unsettling use of the remote nocturnal sylvan setting, and further spices things up with some yummy female nudity and a handy helping of graphic gore. Moreover, the game and attractive cast really sink their teeth into the fun material: Metz makes for an appealing heroine, the always sexy and vibrant Tiffany Shepis nearly steals the whole show with her delightfully sassy'n'spunky portrayal of the brash and resolute Mia, plus there are fine turns by Luciano Szafir as Ellen's duplicitous husband William, James Ferris as the practical, take-charge Jack, Hanna Putnam as the sweet Trinity, and Jack Sway as the boyish Ed. Paul Deng's slick and lively cinematography gives the picture an extra invigorating adrenaline rush with its whiplash pans and vertiginous Steadicam work. Christopher Farrell's robust and shivery score hits the spine-tingling spot. A very worthwhile and enjoyable fright feature.

Ellen (Blythe Metz) orders an African hand-carved mask from Rome to resolve her fertility problem with her husband William (Luciano Szafir). After receiving a wrong mask, Ellen insists that the demon Nightmare Man is attacking her and she needs pills to keep him under control inside her, but the doctors diagnose her as paranoid schizophrenic. On the way to be committed in the remote Devonshine Institute, the car runs out of gas and Bill leaves Ellen in the car while he walks to a gas station 10 miles away. Ellen is attacked by the Nightmare Man but she escapes through the woods, reaching the house of Mia (Tiffany Shepis) that is receiving her boyfriend Ed (Jack Sway) and the friends Trinity (Hanna Putnam) and her fiancé Jack (James Ferris). They shelter her and call Bill that tells them about the delusional state of Ellen, and they do not call the police. Sooner they discover that the deadly Nightmare Man is outside threatening their lives and they realize that Ellen was telling the truth."Nightmare Man" is a good low-budget slash movie with many twists in the story. There are many bad reviews in IMDb but I liked this movie, maybe because I do not read reviews before watching the movie and writing mine. Unfortunately Rolfe Kanefsky should research before writing – he would discover that Brazil does not produce tequila and this drink is imported usually from Mexico. Therefore his reference to "Brazilian tequila" is absolutely wrong and does not exist; next time, try to use Brazilian "cachaça". My vote is seven.Title (Brazil): Not Available

8 Films to Die for...I've had it with you. One stinker after another. Oh, yeah, there were a few decent movies (Grave Dancers, Unrest)but that has changed. One horribly bad bomb after another. Again, money well spent on DVD cover art and fake four star reviews and that's it!! The production values on this stinker didn't even meet that of a porn movie's. The women cast members were strictly placed in it for T & A reasons. The guy who played the husband must of had something to do with financing this movie, because there was no other reason for him to be in it. He had the range of a plastic action figure. I will make a solemn promise, to never, ever, buy or rent another 8 Films to Die For flick. To me, they have reached the point of no return (like Full Moon.) Shame on them.