Out of The Dark (1985) – Michael Schroeder.

'Nobody can handle nipples like Bobo!'

From the anxiously sleazy phone caller, intoning greasily that he, Bobo, is some kind of gifted nipple sensei, Out of The Dark suggests more saucy grist than the routine 80s slasher snoozer, wherein another doofus in a mask, makes calls that boringly have absolutely NOTHING to do with nipples at all!!!??? Much like the nutbags in New Year's Evil and, perhaps, Hide and go Shriek, Bobo is a memorably odd fish, an oily nip freak, and much more besides, and the lively backdrop of a phone sex service provides a pleasingly muckier milieu. The starry cast is rather special, generously blessed with Bud Cort, Paul Bartel, Karen Black, and featuring another delectable turn from the exquisite Starr Andreeff. The first act is pretty darn stonking, delivering some righteous sleaze and playful death-dealing from tweaked tit terrorizer Bobo. Out of The Dark is undeniably a bit flabby around the middle, its over-reliance on stock thriller tropes aren't especially fascinating, but Out of The Dark man's up about the time Bartel does his singular shtick, and batso-bonkers Boob-master Bobo certainly puts on a good show in the sock 'em finale. I remember it being bloodier, but overall Out of The Dark is a fun watch, remaining a perky teat for avid 80s horror addicts.