Susan Tyrrell in Night Warning

[MrMidwest]

She is pure crazy juice in this film. Some of her facial contortions would make Jim Carrey jealous.

Night Warning

[Phyllis Rogers Stone]

Cuh-razy!

[MrMidwest]

"Here, Tyrell’s deliciously over-the-top psycho act is real shotgun-to-a-knifefight stuff, pitched way above the rest of the film, and you could feel the whole audience come to attention like a pack of dogs all hearing the same high-pitched whistle every time she came on screen.

She oozes incestous lust for her nephew (Jimmy McNichol) and flirts like a schoolgirl, pouting sullenly like a child one moment and exploding in sudden rage the next.  And, in one of those actor improv moments that cracks a movie in half so the good stuff can ooze out, can’t help but lick spilt milk off her nephew’s neck as he’s drifting into drugged unconscious. By the end of the movie, in full crazypants mode, she’s physically transformed.  She wanders around the film with a neck-jutting, eye-bulging old lady walk that resembles nothing so much as a murderous E.T. -- waddle, waddle, stab.  Waddle, waddle, stab."
Cinefamily’s Video Nasties #1: NIGHT WARNING

[Playbilly]

A Goddess!