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It's fun, it's light, [but] it has a hard time when its tries to get heavy.

The movie's neither hopeful in contrived ways, nor hopeless in different contrived ways. Somehow it manages to be wonderful

It’s fine. It's literally the definition of a fine movie. You’ve seen it before, you know every beat and outcome before the characters even do. Only question is how much escapism you’re looking for.

Watching it is like watching the spectacle of a class clown at their best: you laugh at their jokes, instigate their defiance, and "ooooh" when they get in trouble.

I don't know what it is, but our favorite anti-heroine Angela can't stop killing teens and kids. Made one year later with the same writer-director team Michael A. Simpson and Fritz Gordon, 'Sleepaway Camp III: Teenage Wasteland' is more or less the same as Part II, but with more silly humor and gruesome over-the-top deaths. I don't know where Simpson and Gordon got off track with telling a cohesive story, but it was early on, because this third sequel is basically just a series of scenes in which Angela gets to kill.I'm not saying that it's a bad thing by any means, but it would have been nice to have some motivation other than Angela (Bruce Springsteen's sister Pamela Springsteen) getting annoyed or offended by something someone said. In the whole scheme of things, it doesn't really matter as long as we have our blood, guts, and laughs, right? Right, which is how this third film delivers.In fact, it delivers from the first minute or two up until the final moments of the movie, and never really lets up. A year has gone by since the events of the last film where a girl is traveling to a new camp, only to be forced off the road and killed by Angela, who assumes her identity to get back into the camp life and start killing again. There is a small difference in this summer camp than the other two we've previously seen, in that this particular camp is more of a social experiment of sorts with kids of all backgrounds, races, and economic situations are paired to live together so that they can learn to trust one another and become friends.This does not stop Angela from killing though, because she gets right to decapitations and impalements. It gets easier for Angela as the camp is split off into small groups, where the film becomes more of a montage of scenes where Angela goes kill for kill in each of the camps until a few people realize she is the killer. Whether it be an axe or an actual lawnmower, Angela seems to have no mercy with her victims and the amount of blood and screams she causes. There are moments where certain characters or things might show some resemblance to Angela's past, but nothing is really explained in full. Instead, this is just a chopping block of sorts for Angela to carry out her final goal and deed.Sticking with the siblings of famous people motif, Tracy Griffith, sister to Melanie Griffith shows up here for quite a bit, and has a secret of her own, which was fun to see again. 'Sleepaway Camp III: Teenage Wasteland' is still a fun movie, despite its flaws, and always delivers on the carnage and silly humor. Pamela still owns the Angela role in this sequel, giving it her odd charm and brutal chaotic side. Yes, part III could have been better, but at least we have enough guts to last till the next movie.

Teenage Wasteland certainly isn't as good as the first Sleepaway Camp, but it still has a lot to offer. Pamela Springsteen is back from the second Sleepaway Camp film and is just as funny and disturbing in her role, playing the mass killer Angela Baker as she ends up in yet another adventure, pretending to be one of her murder victims at Camp New Horizons.Camp New Horizons, "an experiment in sharing" as the elderly pair of camp counselors like to call it, is a summer camp where snobby suburb teens are residing in groups with tough city kids. Angela quickly starts her business, beginning with murdering the pervy old camp counselor Herman while he makes love with one of the teenage campers. As the body count builds up, Angela comes face to face with an old enemy, the cop who arrested her back in '83, officer Barney Whitmore.You can definitely see the era this was made in while watching it, unlike in the previous two. Angela's killings are unpredictable though, from giving a news reporter some highly corrosive Ajax cleaning powder and telling her it's cocaine to snort, to tying a snotty racist girl to a flagpole and dropping her to the ground. It's hard though to see Angela as the antagonist in this one, since she only kills the sleazy, bigoted and annoying people (save for the cop). The acting was great, the soundtrack was decent enough, and Teenage Wasteland is definitely a great addition to the Sleepaway Camp series.(One of the characters was named SnowBoy though, which I'll never understand).

This third installment of the Sleepaway Camp series attempts to amp up the humor, nudity, and body count to make up for its lack of fresh ideas, but, oddly, the component most slasher movie fans will be eagerly expecting is dialed way down.By far the least splattery chapter of the franchise, Teenage Wasteland provides the teenagers and the wasteland, but doesn't deliver the gore goods nearly often enough, and despite a few novel methods of dispatch, most of the anticipated carnage occurs off-screen. That approach would work fine if this wasn't a sequel to a charmingly seedy snuff film about a series of brutal murders committed by a pubescent female psychopath with a penis. But, since the film-makers should have been keenly aware that the main reason genre devotees are even showing up for round three is to see what gruesome tidings are in store this time out, the dearth of high-impact gross-out gags seriously hinders the film."Tame" is probably the wrong word to describe a movie that features characters being crushed in the compactor of a trash truck, snorting cleaning products that have been passed off as cocaine, getting their heads run over by lawn mowers, having firecrackers explode inside their nostrils, and getting their arms torn off at the roots. However, stripped of the genre's version of a money shot, most of these sequences ultimately fall flat, and what we're left with is a shining example of impressively crappy cinema that's nowhere near as fun to watch as it should be.The film follows the continuing saga of Angela, who starts our journey off by killing an inner city teenager and stealing her identity so she can attend the rejuvenated Camp Rolling Hills in the dead girl's place. Once she's back in her element, our feisty murderess gets right down to business and racks up a roster of victims that handily matches if not exceeds the overachieving final tally of Sleepaway Camp II. Her adversaries for this installment include lecherous and lazy camp counselors, the police officer father of one of the previous film's casualties, and of course the usual bevy of pricelessly one-dimensional teenage archetypes.Despite the relatively restrained level of bloodshed, there's enough naked flesh on display to rival the amount showcased in the franchise up to this point, and the same brand of sophomoric humor prevalent in the first two Camps is peppered in throughout, so the sleazy tone is at least consistent with the rest of the series. Unfortunately, none of the jokes are particularly funny and some of Angela's one-liners are real groaners, so this aspect of the movie is ultimately pretty lame in comparison to its occasionally witty predecessors (unless of course you like the idea of Angela recording an a cappella rap song to inform a stereotypical urban youth that she's about to kill him).In fact, the most amusing moment in this film isn't even from the script; it's the visible displeasure displayed by the buxom lass called upon for a sex scene with Michael J. Pollard, who's easily thirty years her senior here and looks every bit like it. Though the dubbed-in sound effects suggest that she's in the throes of ecstasy, the poor actress actually appears to be repulsed by Pollard's kisses, and movements that are supposed to be writhing come-hither gestures look more like desperate attempts to have as little physical contact with the aged actor as possible.I'm not honestly trying to take this film more seriously than it warrants, and you can feel free to read my review of Unhappy Campers if you have any doubts about my sincere love for endearingly awful movies like this. But while Teenage Wasteland is assuredly cut from the same cloth as part II (judging by the recycled wardrobe, props, and sets all over the place, I'm guessing they were shot at the exact same time) this third act simply isn't quite as satisfying as the rest of the series that spawned it.Still, if you enjoyed your last visit to Camp Rolling Hills, you'll probably deem this trip a worthy enough use of 80 minutes too. It's just disappointing that the film-makers apparently used up all their stage blood before they got around to finishing the trilogy.

Angela murders some New York City girl and steals her identity in order to attend Camp New Horizons where spoiled rich kids are mixed up with some of the underprivileged for some bizarre 'experiment in sharing'.It's a perfect ground for Angela to kill as many teenagers as she can."Sleepaway Camp III:Teenage Wasteland" is extremely fun slasher comedy with some very entertaining characters and pretty high body count.The killings including the lawnmower and the flagpole deaths are violent and creative.Several characters for example Michael J.Pollard are truly weird and memorable.If you enjoyed "Sleepaway Camp" and "Sleepaway Camp II:Unhappy Campers" you can't go wrong with this silly but enjoyable kill fest.8 slashed teens out of 10.