To All A Goodnight (1980) review
It’s one of those films that you always find on ‘Top Whatever Greatest Christmas Horror Films’ lists, and with a title like To All A Goodnight, you instantly expect something a little more serious than Jack Frost and a little more creepy than the likes of Christmas Evil and so on.
The story unfolds during Christmas break at the Calvin Finishing School for Girls – the perfect setting for a festive horror no doubt, and a little reminiscent of Black Christmas. Sadly the similarities end there. The girls at the house are nothing short of sex-mad nymphos and they drug their housemother (as you do) and invite a group of boys over. No guesses why. Of course, the house has a twisted past with a girl killed just a few Christmases prior when her initiation went awry. Swiftly, the debauchery begins, with the vast majority of the girls slotting nicely into the archetypal ‘bitchy girl who has sex’ character. A killer in a Santa Claus costume works their way around the house killing off the teens and seeking bloody, and quite gruesome, vengeance for the girl.
The girls and their lovers fall like flies, with some rather inventive kills, including death by airplane propeller, decapitation and a fair few throat slashes. Though the idea of a murderous Santa Claus might make you go; “seen it all before!” and “done to death”. It only had been done once before with the better known Christmas Evil. Though I must say, the killer Santa in this is much more eerie than its counterpart in Christmas Evil, with a rosy-cheeked and creepily friendly Santa mask.