Bad luck runs in streaks, and it's best to nip negative fortune in the bud, before the downward spiral picks up momentum, which is a lesson learned the hard way by the hard-bounce heroine of Hellhole (1985). The gods of calamity should be happy enough when a young and fetchingly foxy gal comes home to discover her mother being murdered by a psycho scarf abuser. But no, misfortune does not end at being orphaned. Heap on physical trauma, a mental breakdown, commitment to a funny farm run by freaks and perverts, and don't forget the killer of the poor unfortunate's mother. He's tracking her down too, stacking the odds against happiness ever being anything more than a bad bet.