More high heels, legwarmers, big hair, and high cut leotards and swimsuits... ...and I story I actually liked. Death Spa is a fun and entertaining hour and a half for those of us that like ghost stories, 80s pop tunes, and sweaty bodies.

"Death Spa" is a film that unfortunately falls far short of expectations, delivering a frustratingly poor experience despite its intriguing premise. Set in a high-tech health club where deadly accidents start occurring, the movie attempts to blend horror with a techno-thriller vibe but fails miserably on almost every front. The plot is thin and predictable, relying heavily on clichés and uninspired twists that add little suspense or originality. The characters are one-dimensional and lack any real development, making it difficult to care about their fates. The acting is wooden and unconvincing, which only amplifies the film’s overall lack of engagement. Technically, the movie suffers from dated special effects that come across as cheesy rather than charming, and the pacing is uneven, dragging in some parts while rushing through others. The soundtrack, while occasionally catchy, cannot compensate for the film’s many shortcomings. "Death Spa" might hold some nostalgic value for fans of 80s B-movies, but for most viewers, it is a tedious and forgettable watch. It’s a film that could have been an entertaining cult classic but instead ends up as a disappointing misfire.

I can't give it too high of points because of how goddamn ridiculous it is, but I mean, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't having fun with it. It's the perfect shlocky movie to have on at a party with a few beers.

It’s 80’s cheese that I really wanted to like more than I did.

You really can't take this film seriously. If you do, you are doomed. Doomed. It is ridiculous and 80's excess to its extreme. You do, however, learn a lot about Captain Kirk's son, though.