Cameron (Scott Curtis) is a nice young boy with a very active imagination. He also has telekinetic powers that cause his father and a mysterious doctor to subject him to some rather unorthodox experiments. When Cameron's father is killed unexpectedly in a household 'accident', he's sent off to live with his mother and her abusive prima donna boyfriend.

When his mother's boyfriend chases Cameron into the closet then has his eyes sucked out of his head and flies thirty feet through the window and then down into the street below, it becomes obvious that maybe Cameron's powers aren't manifesting the way that everyone had hoped that they would. It seems that our young hero is able to somehow summon an evil demon who is in turn trying control him and taking physical form in Cameron's closet (thus the clever name for the film).

Cameron's mother enlists the aid of a down on his luck police officer and his lovely lady shrink friend to help her save her son from the clutches of the demon that is living in his closet , but is Cameron now controlling the demon or is it now controlling him?

To put it frankly, who cares. By the time you get about fifteen minutes into it you just won't give a damn about what happens to anyone in this film. The plot meanders and goes nowhere and while there have been more than one or two creepy possessed kid films that have worked on a few different levels, sadly (and I use that term with the utmost conviction) Cameron's Closet is really not one of them. This film seems to borrow more from Exorcist II: The Heretic (a poor choice to borrow from, if you ask me) than it does from its more effective predecessor, what with the influence of science intertwined with the supernatural aspect of the film. Cinematography, while competent in the fact that it is all in focus and the camera does capture the action, is rather dull looking and doesn't do much to make the monotonous script any better.

The only reason to watch the film would be to chuckle over a couple of bizarre gore and make up effects that happen almost every time someone ventures into the closet. The highlight is the death of the cranky boyfriend but there are a few other doozies in there, as well as a truly unusual shower scene in which the demon, through Cameron, makes his mother smooch with her own brother. Given this, the movie does have a certain 'bizarro' factor going for it that might appeal to the seriously diehard bad movie fans – but be forewarned, Cameron's Closet isn't 'so bad it's good' material, it's just 'bad material' period.

Video:

Like many low budget eighties films, Cameron's Closet has a very soft look to it that does it more harm than good. This gives the film a slightly fuzzy look, which in turn makes the entire thing look a bit washed out. Print damage on the 1.33.1 fullframe image is minimal and while there is some grain, it isn't overwhelming or too distracting. Some of the darker scenes look gray rather than black, though flesh tones look pretty accurate. All in all, this transfer is acceptable but not exactly top notch material.