Shallow Grave (1987) – Richard Styles.

During a rowdy road trip to Fort Lauderdale one of the 4 excitable college friends witnesses a sheriff coldly ice his squeeze, which escalates into a desperate race for survival in mostly watchable 80s backwoods thriller Shallow Grave. Once the girls hit the sweltering Georgia heat, the action boils over into horror cliché, but the lively lasses prove amiable enough, plus their vibrantly 80s fashions are delightful. Talking of visual delights, vampy, utterly scrumptious brunette bombshell Donna Baltron being one of the horny High School screamers ruthlessly pursued by the increasingly deranged cop is a MAJOR B-movie bonus.

A largely routine pseudo-slasher, but certainly proficient, Shallow Grave's relative obscurity is understandable, but not entirely deserved. As a great admirer of Baltron I was more than happy to check it out, as she brought her signature sauciness to the first act, but shallow Grave is an apt moniker, since the thrills lack depth, and just once, it would have been exhilarating if the snarky cop actually believed the protagonists story right off the bat! Psycho cop Dean (Tony March) was crudely erotic in his conspicuously sweaty Chest Rockwell stylings, and the director noticeably picks up the slasher slack in the final act.