The Roommates

USA, 1973  

Which will die in the summer of '73?

** 1/2 ​   

Directed by: Arthur Marks

Starring:  Marki Bey, Pat Woodell, Roberta Collins, Laurie Rose, David Moses, Ken Scott, Kipp Whitman, Christina Hart, Gary Warren Mascaro, David Ankrum, Al Cole, John Durren, John Morgan Evans, Dexter Freeman 

Choice dialogue:  “Lake Arrowhead won’t be the same when we’re through with it.” 

Slasher Trash with Panache?

Review: JA Kerswell

Sexploitation and proto-slasher meet head-on again in Arthur Marks’ THE ROOMMATES. Four nubile college students spend their break at a lakeside resort and summer camp, where they party, have sex and dodge a knife-wielding killer in a black dress. Whilst the thriller elements definitely take a backseat to the titillation and situation comedy, the film is somewhat a bridge between the shockers of the 60s - specifically PSYCHO (1960) - and the sun, lake, fornication and violent death of early 80s slashers.
 
Carla (Marki Bey) is an anthropology student who says things like: “I do find the study of man very stimulating” and tends to take sexist comments as a compliment. Her friends and roommates are Heather (Pat Woodell), Beth (Roberta Collins) and Brea (Laurie Rose). All young co-eds navigating college life in the early 1970s (although all of the actresses were in their mid-late 20s when they made this). The film takes a somewhat vignette approach during its first half, with seemingly unrelated conversations and situations for either comedic effect or to provide the principal cast a chance to opine on the issues of the day. They touch on women’s liberation whilst reclining in their bikinis on a beach, with Beth telling Carla: “I don’t want to be equal. Who wants to compete with men? I have a hard enough time competing with women!” Whereas Heather tells Brea of her concerns about the environment whilst topless in the communal shower: “We shouldn’t rape the landscape”; to which Brea responds: “I don’t want to rape anyone … I’m more into satin sheets and dry martinis!”
 
The four discuss their plans for the summer, with them all either holidaying or working summer jobs around Lake Arrowhead. Before they go they have a ‘far out’ party with the medical students at the college that one of them describes as an “orgy” - but mostly consists of again small comedic vignettes, a topless game of doctors and nurses and drunk chess. 

Once at the lake, Heather visits her childhood vacation home and is joined by her younger cousin Paula (Christina Hart). There they find a mysterious, but handsome drifter, Don (Kipp Whitman), who Heather begrudgingly offers handyman work to. Whilst the other women begin to start their pursuits of sexual adventure and summer fun, Paula begins a tentative romantic relationship with Arnie (Gary Mascaro) the shy and socially awkward teenage son of the local motel owner. Arnie is desperate to escape the constant criticism of his mother (Barbara Fuller) and the arguing with his father (Ken Scott) (who is having an on-off affair with Heather). Soon, somebody in a black dress and carrying a knife is prowling the woods searching for nubile co-ed flesh. Believe me, you don’t need to be Sherlock Holmes to figure this one out …
 
THE ROOMMATES operates in its own groovy universe. Like the teen sex comedies of the 1980s it’s a wild exaggeration; displaying a sun-kissed, hot-pant fantasy summer of 1973. Nobody acts like a real person. One night two of the women are chased around their house by the killer with a knife, but it’s forgotten in the morning. A co-ed is shot dead whilst waterskiing (!) and another is knifed to death in the woods, but it’s soon back to flirting, sexcapades and margaritas. The thriller elements are largely superficial, but the lakeside and summer camp setting is surprisingly prescient of Sean S. Cunningham’s later FRIDAY THE 13TH (1980). Cunningham was moving in the world of sexploitation in the early 1970s, so it is very possible that THE ROOMMATES provided a glimmer of inspiration for the setting of that film. However, the grim and unsettling THE LAST HOUSE ON THE LEFT (1972), which he produced with Wes Craven directing the year before, is the polar opposite of this movie. 

THE ROOMMATES juggles the sex fantasies of men (in one sequence Brea seduces a teenage boy she is a camp counsellor for) with the idea that these are liberated women in charge of their own destinies - knife-wielding killer notwithstanding. Of course, the script was written by men - Marks and John Durren - and it’s hard to swallow some of the dialogue the women have to say. Given some of their stiff line deliveries, it seems they weren’t that convinced, either. Yet, other times the actresses seem to be revelling in it all - especially as the film heats up. And it’s worth pointing out that men don’t get let off that easily either - with most of them painted as creeps and letches. It’s difficult not to get caught up in the giddy polyester zaniness of it all.
 

Press advert for Arthur Mark's 1973 proto-slasher and sexploitation mashup THE ROOMMATES.

BODY COUNT 6: 
Female 3 / Male 3

  1. Female is stabbed to death
  2. Female is shot dead
  3. Male ​is shot dead
  4. Male is shot dead
  5. Female is shot dead
  6. Male is shot dead



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