Heidi M. Gregg

Heidi M. Gregg popped up in The Nostril Picker back in ’93, and honestly, it’s one of those trashy horror flicks that lives and dies by pure weirdness. The movie follows this loner dude—he’s not exactly winning any popularity contests—who gets bullied and mocked, until one day he bumps into this sketchy old lady (witch? fortune teller? who knows, but she’s straight outta creepy central casting). She gives him the power to shape-shift, except, you know, with a twist: he can turn into a teenage girl. Already bizarre, right? So, this dude starts using his new “talent” to infiltrate a local high school. He pretends to be one of the students, blending in with the crowd, but his motives are way off. He’s not making friends or studying for finals—nah, he wants revenge on all the people who made his life miserable. As you might expect, things spiral out of control pretty fast. There’s a body count, some really weird kill scenes, and more than a few moments that’ll make you wonder who green-lit this thing in the first place. Heidi M. Gregg’s role fits right into this offbeat, sleazy horror universe—she’s got this presence that’s both memorable and just a bit unsettling. The whole movie has this low-budget VHS-era vibe, like something you’d find hidden at the back of the video rental store, daring you to watch. It’s messed up, campy, and just the right amount of gross. Not exactly Oscar material, but hey, it’s got a cult following for a reason.