A bad, interminable, cheaply made flick, this is a damn near worthless excuse for a horror movie. I'm not even sure why I'm bothering with this review. The only conceivable point of interest is Burt Young (ROCKY), here wisely hiding behind the name "John Harris," who plays the addle-brained dwarf Gimpy, sporting what looks like cigarette burns on his face.Somebody or something is killing people at a carnival... who could it be? Who cares? It actually took a while before I realized there was supposed to be a certain amount of suspense regarding the killer's identity. It's not that I knew who did it--the mystery aspect is so poorly executed that I just didn't care. The movie is a tedious talkathon, interrupted roughly every twenty minutes by a laughably fake-looking murder scene; the gore effects are absolutely terrible, and not in a campy-enjoyable way, either. The closest thing to a high point occurs when one of the characters tears open a teddy bear and the darn thing's intestines fall out--a daffy bit of surrealism that never gets explained.
CARNIVAL OF BLOOD is, above all, dull, dull, dull; the film fails altogether to create suspense or chills, though I'm sure they were trying. This movie is so tepid it's basically inert.Recommended for insomniacs only.