By Caroline Meuser
When a Saturday Night Live director decides to make a horror film, the finished product is bound to be one-of-a-kind. Now having learned this detail of James Signorelli’s background, I can certainly understand what drove the creation of his ridiculous film Elvira, Mistress of the Dark. How a videotape copy wound up in my living room as a child, however, remains a mystery. I remember forcing my friends to watch it when they came over for slumber parties, and they left the next morning mildly horrified that their friend was a psycho. As I quoted every other line while watching it last weekend, their assumptions were confirmed.