In 1986, shortly after teen roller derby girl, Staci, is moved to a small town to salvage her future, a parasitic alien race crash lands in the woods and possess her High School's Varsity Cheerleaders. Now it's up to Staci, the town's bad boy, Dean, and their grandparents to save the school, their town, and the world.

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A cabaret-style production featuring sexy cheerleaders, rebellious youth, evil aliens, 80s music, cabaret dance numbers and puppets!
 

Theatre Reviews 

 

Varsity Cheerleader Werewolves Live From Outer Space started out as a movie, with a passably professional trailer starring Daniel Baldwin.  That surviving video holds almost no trace of the rollicking charms or improvisatory swagger currently thrilling Funhouse Lounge audiences.By shoehorning a feature-length screenplay into little more than an hour and making the most of an effects budget likely below two digits-laser pointer, Silly String and a moth-eaten cat puppet inventively serving as our cabaret CGI- Steve Coker sidesteps both the deadening rhythms of dated sci-fi pastiche and the high-camp artifice ordinarily infecting modern musical comedy.With successive blink-and-you'll-miss-them scenes, the continually engaging and mobile performers stick each wry aside and own every cornball bit of exposition.There's a two-fisted physicality empowering slapstick set pieces and heightening the violent flourish or eroticized assault. Punches connect, stripteases arouse and Bananarama synth riffs impart a genuinely disturbing malevolence.The project couldn't possibly have achieved such heights as a motion picture, but that doesn't mean a sequel's not deserved.​ by Jay Horton, Willamette Week, April 10th 2013



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TROUBLED TEEN Staci has just moved to a small Washington town to live with her folksy sheriff's deputy of a father—from there, Varsity Cheerleader Werewolves Live from Outer Space dishes out a host of campy tongue-in-cheek tropes that echo Twilight, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, and '80s B-movie sci-fi romps. This is not high theater, true. The show started off as an enhanced read-through for director Steve Coker's film script that he fleshed out with actors and sound effects, which grew into the cabaret-style production it is now.The production played to a packed crowd in January at the Rialto's basement bar, the Jack London, and now it's back for a one-off night and a longer run planned for April at the Funhouse Lounge. And basically Varsity Cheerleader is perfect bar theater—it's clumsy and likeable and full of opportunities to drunkenly cheer (I can only assume this since I saw a dress rehearsal at an elementary school, which is a very dissonant place to see cheerleaders in lingerie). The shenanigans are held together by a great straight-faced performance by Brooke Totman as Staci, and there are a lot of shenanigans: stripping cheerleaders, scooter-riding bad boys, hillbillies, a creepy puppet cat, and an Amazonian alien commander. With Varsity Cheerleader's 70 minutes of fun goof, it's way more bang than you'd normally get at a bar for five bucks. by Courtney Ferguson, Portland Mercury. March 27th, 2013.

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