"If you want to send a message, use Western Union"--an old Hollywood aphorism taken to heart by the creators of TERRORGRAM, a third-class horror anthology, in which visits from a sinister delivery boy set off three unimpressive fright featurettes.
The first tale, the cleverly titled "Heroine Overdose," is the most worthwhile, stuffed full of inside jokes on grade-Z movies. It depicts the world's worst director, Alan Smythee (Jerry Anderson). A drugged-up, toupee-plastered, jewelery-laden little chauvinist, he's plunged into the world of
his own sleazy scripts but with male and female roles reversed. The runty Smythee suffers harrassment from callous policewome...