For this third sequel to Charles Band's pointless but modestly successful Gremlins rip-off, the writers ignored the previous two installments and brought back the character of Jonathan Graves (Peter Liapis) from the original film, though inexplicably transforming him from a naïve dropout occultist to a streetwise cop. He is forced to do battle with his former girlfriend Alexandra (Stacie Randall), who has escaped from an asylum and is busily conducting human sacrifices in order to summon a demon once created by Jonathan's Satanic dabblings. The title creeps are shoved even further to the background than the previous chapters -- not a bad thing, really, since the effects department still hasn't managed to make them look like anything but inarticulate latex puppets covered in goo. Sadly, what's left is a tired cop-vs.-serial-killer scenario that's even less convincing than the monsters themselves. Z-movie journeyman (and Roger Corman favorite) Jim Wynorski injects the usual dose of titillation and B-movie in-jokes, with the expected results.