The Clowns are a glam rock band who dress in tight spandex, wear full KISS makeup and frizzy fright wigs and who, during their performances, employ fake-blood theatrics a la Ozzy & Alice.

No, wait. The horror hasn't started yet.

Someone dressed as one of the Clowns begins killing the band's female groupies.

(Since there seems to be a surplus of these nameless drug-addled nymphettes, we're not sure how - or why - anyone even notices their dwindling numbers.)

But soon an investigation is underway to find the real psycho. Could it be a Clown band member? A Clown wannabe? Just a wayward clown?

From the producer of the Christmas slasher To All a Good Night (1980) comes...this poorly made splatter mess.

The surprisingly workable story idea is unhinged by novice acting, cheap production values and a hollow finale.

Purely for slasher completists.