Not bad for its type. But the type is the college-kid elimination derby, set this time at a weekend party on an isolated island estate. "It's just like an Agatha Christie," remarks one of the guests. Or to be specific, quite a lot like And Then There Were None (or Ten Little Indians). The characterizations of roistering collegians are done with considerable accuracy, and with no great sympathy: all the better for when the killing starts. But the plotting gets too much into the spirit of the titular holiday — of whoopee cushions and exploding cigars — and it very soon loses our trust. With Deborah Foreman, Ken Olandt, Amy Steel, and Thomas F. Wilson; directed by Fred Walton. (1986) — Duncan Shepherd
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