Year: 1986
Director: Steve Miner
Cast: William Katt, George Wendt
The first horror movie I watched in years after An American Werewolf in London and the reason I didn't watch another one for years after following weeks of nightmares. Probably not the scariest horror movie ever made, but certainly so in a room full of teenagers as I was at the time.

A horror writer (Katt) on the verge of cracking up after divorce, memories of Vietnam and his son's disappearance, moves into the mansion his aunt hanged herself. There's never any real explanation for the haunting apart from the aunt that I remember, but the plot twists and turns around his ex wife - who turns into one of the most hideous beasts in the history of horror films, sexy neighbour and an old friend from Vietnam who he left injured in the hands of the Viet Cong to be tortured and murdered instead of mercy killing him.

The bedroom closet becomes home to an unbelievable monster and a portal to time and place of his Vietnam experience, the bathroom cabinet mirror becomes a portal to a high cliff overlooking an ocean, and he must ultimately stand up to his old friend Roger who swore he'd get revenge as the VC dragged him off and get his son back at the same time.

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