None of the three playlets breaks barriers, and the writing's perfunctory, but the productions are good, the casting interesting.

You can tell everyone had their hearts in the right place with Body Bags, but the end product just doesn't really deliver the goods the way I was hoping it would.

It's easy to see why Body Bags was something of a clone of Tales from the Crypt. But as a standalone film, Body Bags is Carpenter at his funniest, as director, composer and in his rare appearance as a lead actor.

As a compilation, it's only a mediocre horror effort.