The film is pretty uneven, but it's all the insanity in spurts that makes this a winner and another fine example of how all those low budget horror flicks in the eighties really stand apart. Much of it feels like a spin-off of Taboo, with Tyrell leering over her nephew at every moment. Svenson is indeed hilarious as the homophobe. You almost expect him to go all Chris Cooper in American Beauty and start making out with the lead. This is the kind of weird flick that would fit perfectly in the Code Red library. Hopefully we get it soon.
What's with the titles? Whether you're calling it Butcher, Baker, Nightmare Maker or Night Warning, neither really make much sense at all in context with the story.
Can't argue with a confident man.