Drowning Season (1983)

“He’s the lifeguard from Hell… and you’re out of breath.” The summer camp prank went too far, and the lifeguard never surfaced. Now he’s back, dripping wet and ready to pull his victims under for good. Whether it’s the pool, the shower, or the lake, The Lifeguard makes sure no one escapes his whistle of doom. Don’t swim after dark—he’s waiting in the deep. Rated R – drowning deaths, aquatic horror, and more waterlogged corpses than you can stomach. "A disgusting, artless drowner...A cruel film that offers teen-age girls in peril, as well as a gruesome Antagonist. Only for sickies." – Gene Sickle "Drowning Season is neither tense nor frightening (although, to be fair, it is at times creepy and atmospheric, due in part to budgetary limitations that led to a low-key style)." – Jimmy Shmuckatelli "The crude technique of the director borrows whatever sophistication it has from After Hours' precise and elegant point-of-view shots of the killer." – Dave "Just Dave" Curr