Posed for Murder (1989) User Reviews

and so the '80's Slasher sub-genre ended not with a bang, but a whimper

[movieman_kev · 3/10 · 22 February 2009]

Laura (December 1982 Playboy Playmate of the month, Charlotte J. Helmkamp) is a model for a mens' magazine wishing to branch of to work as an actress in slasher horror films (I wonder why she played this part so well...) who's getting stalked by an overzealous ex-boyfriend with murderous tendencies in this apparently nonchalantly-written late '80's slasher flick. These type of films where just winding down at the time and this one didn't really bring anything at all new to the table to reinvigorate the dying genre (no pun intended) Aside from Helmkamp's admittedly spectacular body, I'd be hard pressed to name any other memorable part of this movie. Only for undiscriminating slasher fans, everyone else should steer clear.

Eye Candy: Charlotte J. Helmkamp is topless a few times

My Grade: D

Media Blasters DVD Extras: Original trailer for this film (with the words 'viewing copy' burnt it); and trailers for "the Incredibly Strange Creatures who stopped living and became mixed-up zombies", "the Hazing", "Somewhere, Tomorrow", "Rat Pfink & boo boo", "the Chilling", & "Faceless"

1 Easter Egg: go to the special features menu and move up to highlight 'Rare' to get a full-length feature audio commentary

Leg warmers, spandex and a killer...oh my!

[udar55 · 3/10 · 23 February 2011]

Nudie model Laura (Playboy Playmate Charlotte Helmkamp) finds herself being stalked as she tries to juggle her modeling career, fitness and try to break into low budget movies in NYC. Ah, such is life in the big city. This routine slasher comes from Brian Thomas Jones, who had previously given us the gooey REJUVENATRIX (1988). Not much is going on here and you will probably guess the killer within 15 minutes (hint: there are only two major characters). Lead Carl Fury (real name?) is also a producer on this and makes sure to work in some love scenes with the always nude Helmkamp. In terms of worth, the film does function nicely as a late 80s time capsule of New York City, with lots of nighttime exteriors. The film comes in one of those Rareflix box sets and there is a bonus hidden commentary on the disc with Media Blasters employees Dave Beinlich, William Hellfire, and Richard York. Beinlich has done tons of research on the players and filmmakers and even goes so far as to track down the locations like a totally 80s gym. Fun stuff that makes the movie infinitely more watchable.

They Made Tough Garbage Disposals In The 80's

[blurnieghey · 5/10 · 13 December 2020]

Pretty tedious stuff here, as pretty much anyone who has ever watched more than a couple whodunit flicks will figure out who the killer is within the first 30 minutes, after which you're just muttering "It's the............guy!" between yawns. A couple funny scenes, though. At the climax, she drops a 10" knife with brass knuckles for a handle into the sink and it lands, blade down, in the garbage disposal. The bad guy reaches in to grab it and she turns on the disposal which causes this large steel knife to get sucked down the drain like its chopped carrots or green beans. If that isn't stupid enough, the guy then puts his hand into the disposal to fetch it out and gets his hand messed up, while not even getting the knife out. Later, she manages to push the guy (who had to weigh at least 75 pounds more than her) into a full bathtub and then throws a running hairdryer at him, which he could have easily caught or just thrown out of the water before he gets electrocuted but, instead, just sits there and lets himself get fried. Apparently, the killer just liked to kill but wasn't big on self-preservation. All that aside, the leading lady sports some hearty chest meat, and you get to see it a few times while one gets the feeling this movie really wasn't meant to be taken all that seriously. It's watchable, dumb stuff, emphasis on the DUMB.

It's not terrible

[lazarillo · 29 August 2010]

This movie,which once peered from many a rack at many a VHS-rental store in the late 80's/early 90's (perhaps because no one ever rented it), has been resurrected recently on DVD thanks to Rare Flix and Media Blasters (perhaps some flicks are rare these days for a reason). It's not really a slasher movie, but more of a stalker movie along the lines of other 80's stalker flicks like "The Seduction", "Thief of Hearts", "Lady Beware", or "Party Line" (the latter of which I was once treated to a private screening of--because I was the only one in the theater). It was also an early direct-to-video/direct-to-late-night-cable "erotic thriller" and by the standards of THAT dismal genre it's actually not bad.

The heroine of the movie is a sexy men's magazine nude centerfold played by an, um, sexy men's magazine nude centerfold, Charlotte Helmkamp (at least she didn't have to stretch herself too much), who is being stalked by an obsessed fan. There are a lot of shots of her posing nude or in a various states of undress. On the other hand, there are also a lot of shots of the 'roided-up meatheads at the gym where she works out, so this might also appeal to all the "metro-sexuals" circa 1989. Personally,I have hard time getting nostalgic about the year 1989--1984-1986 certainly for personal reasons, and 1991-1992 were real water-shed years in movies and music--but 1989, ehhh.

But that leads me to the music in this movie. If I end in up hell, this is the kind of thing they will probably be playing (but without the visuals of Helmkamp getting naked). This movie does have a few things going for it. Helmkamp, at least, is a believable stalking victim (in a lot of later 90's movies, she herself no doubt would have been the crazed stalker). It's also certainly not the worst performance by a former Playboy Playmate. (This was in the days before Jenny McCarthy and Pamela Anderson-Lee-Michaels-Rock). This not the worthiest choice for a DVD release perhaps, but it's not terrible.

Tongue in cheek

[nick121235 · 6/10 · 6 September 2019]

Apparently i'd seen this film before but remembered nothing from it. Pretty telling. This movie really isn't that bad though, it's exactly what you'd expect- a lot of cheesiness, intentional and unintentional comedy, bad dialogue, and an excess of naked women and exercise montages. It's surprisingly light on the gore however. In fact, this isn't exactly a slasher although it was marketed as one; really more of a thriller/suspense and a dark comedy making fun of the then recent trends in horror films. Lots and lots of poking fun at horror tropes and all the different Hollywood types. The fact that it's tongue in cheek makes it a lot more palatable, and it's a fun watch. I'd probably do it a third time, even. Despite the comedy the plot is still engaging with lots of twists and turns and red herrings. Guessing who the murderer is is a blast. But don't watch for the kill scenes, watch for the over the top cheesiness and nudity, and of course that 80s look and feel. A bad late 80s classic. 6/10

Look at naked women and die

[Woodyanders · 8/10 · 17 October 2008]

Perky aspiring actress and men's magazine nude centerfold girl Laura Shea (a solid and sympathetic portrayal by delectable brunette beauty Charlotte J. Helmkamp, who was "Playboy"'s December 1982 Playmate of the Month) gets terrorized by a deranged psycho killer who brutally butchers various friends and acquaintances. Director Brian Thomas Jones really pours on the blood with the grisly murder set pieces and certainly doesn't skimp on the tasty bare distaff skin (Helmkamp shows off her fabulously voluptuous body in a couple of much-appreciated lengthy nude scenes). Better yet, half the guys in this movie are leering degenerate perverts who are just begging to be bumped off; my personal favorite is the disgusting sleazy health spa janitor who tries to get an eyeful of Laura while she's relaxing in a steam bath (guess what happens to this slimy jerk? Yep, he winds up having his throat sliced wide open!). Adding to the already delicious cheese factor are a few sweaty workout montages, a soundtrack that's loaded with roaring 80's rock tunes (the incredible ending credits theme song is especially sidesplitting!), Tom Marolda's tacky pounding syncopated synthesizer score, the inconclusive "it ain't over yet!" sequel set-up ending, and the inevitable shaky hand-held camera shots done from the point of view of Laura's unwanted sicko admirer. The game cast give generally acceptable performances: Carl Fury as hunky bodybuilder Rick Thompson, Rick Gianasi as helpful by-the-book homicide Detective Barnes, Michael Merrins as Laura's creepy stalker ex-boyfriend Danny, Terri Brennan as Laura's sweet gal pal Terry, William Beckworth as smarmy men's magazine publisher Clifford Devereaux, and Gregory Sullivan as affable health club employee Champ. Special kudos are in order for Roy MacArthur, who contributes a hilarious turn as pretentious hack schlock fright flick director Serge LaRue. A nice serving of vintage 80's straight-to-video trash.

STAR 82

[nogodnomasters · 7/10 · 28 May 2019]

Playboy playmate (Dec. 1982) Charlotte Helmkamp best known for her role in Frankenhooker plays an actress in this movie, most likely because she can't be one. She is Trill magazine's "Thrill of the Month" who was chosen as their "Thrill of the Year." The centerfold model works out at the gym, where she demonstrates her ability to swim. In real life Charlotte was on the junior Olympic swim team. In addition to the gym, she tries out for scream queen roles, and is hounded by an ex-boyfriend who has just gotten out of prison. The guy was a bit creepy which gave the movie that "Star 80" feel.

The men around Charlotte die and she gets a call from the killer. If he can't have her, no one will. While the movie is a who-dun-it there isn't a lot of characters to choice from Scooby-doo. Good 80's pop-rock soundtrack.

Sex and nudity (just Charlotte)

She looks great, but the movie plods along

[lor_ · 10 April 2023]

My review was written in May 1989 after a Cannes Film Festival Market screening.

Competently executed but unexciting, "Posed for Murder" is a slasher thriller that might generate decent video sales on the basis of its attractive leading lady and exploitable genre content.

Charlotte Helmkamp, who posed for Playboy magazine using the moniker Charlotte Kemp, doesn't stray too far in her role here as a buxom model for Thrill magazine, trying to get a lead role in a horror picture called "Meat Cleavers from Mars".

A nut is stalking her, killing her friends and acquaintances one by one.

Prime suspects include ex-boyfriend Michael Merrings, just out of jail, and new boyfriend Carl Fury. Cop on the case is another hunk, Rick Gianasi.

Director Brian T. Jones enjoys the many in-jokes and knowing references here. Unfortunately, little suspense is generated, cast gives extremely bland (and boring) line readings and final-reel payoff is unconvincing. Casting of co-producer Carl Fury in the male lead smacks of a vanity production.

Helmkamp is definitely an eyeful, but needs to work long and hard on her acting. Bob Paone's lensing is pro.