By the early 90s, horror was well past dead. Freddy's one-liners had worn disastrously thin. Jason was a worm-demon-thing. Jaws was swimming in the warm waters of the Caribbean. With expectations and standards at an all-time low, it was the perfect time for dumb films ripe with self-parody to flood the theaters. Enter Leprechaun, a truly terrible B-movie turned over night success thanks to more lame puns and gratuitous gore. The first film finds a young but still annoying Jennifer Aniston and friends battling an evil leprechaun that has been unleashed to punish anyone daring enough to steal his gold. The make-up and FX combined with the strong performance by Warwick Davis are really the only memorable elements in an otherwise average slasher. All of the expected gags are present, including but not limited to a Lucky Charms cereal box. Whereas the later entries in the series at least bring more interesting characters and wittier quips, the audience is left with no one to side with but the leprechaun in this first film stocked with boring and aggravating players. Still, one cant help but snicker at many of the intentionally terrible jokes, and there is something undeniably entertaining about watching an ugly, pissed off leprechaun wreak havoc on unsuspecting teens. It is a low-brow staple in the slasher genre and cant be missed!