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Drained of Dread: Abraham’s Boys Offers a Tepid Take on the Van Helsing Curse

05 Wednesday Nov 2025

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Joe Hill’s short story Abraham’s Boys offered a quietly haunting coda to the Dracula mythos — a modern Gothic in miniature, soaked in melancholy and generational trauma. Unfortunately, this Shudder-exclusive adaptation struggles to translate that restrained power to the screen. What emerges is a film that mistakes heavy exposition for emotional weight and loses the eerie ambiguity that made Hill’s prose hang in the air.

Set in the American Midwest, the film imagines Abraham Van Helsing as a broken patriarch trying to protect his sons, Max and Rudy, from the supernatural horrors he once fought. It’s a bold premise — relocating Stoker’s world from the fog of Europe to the dust and decay of small-town America — but in doing so, the film sheds the very atmosphere that defined the Gothic. The Midwest may hold its ghosts, but here it feels oddly sterile, a backdrop devoid of menace or mystique.

Even more jarring is the notion that Van Helsing, once defined by faith and obsession, would settle down with Mina Harker and start a family. The choice feels not only implausible but thematically tone-deaf, undercutting the tragic consequences of their shared history. The result is a domestic melodrama stitched awkwardly to a monster myth that deserved grander treatment.

There are flashes of something worthwhile — the strained father-son dynamic occasionally hints at the emotional brutality Hill conjured in his story, and the film’s final moments attempt to reclaim some of its literary melancholy. But it’s too little, too late. Abraham’s Boys: A Dracula Story is a gothic without a heart, a reimagining that leaves both the horror and the humanity of its lineage drained.

The Prognosis:

A well-intentioned expansion of Joe Hill’s world that fails to capture his haunting tone or Stoker’s legacy. The bloodline runs thin.

  • Saul Muerte

Abraham’s Boys: A Dracula Story will be streaming on Shudder from Thurs 6th Nov.

Vampire in Brooklyn — When Fangs Meet Farce and Nobody Wins

26 Sunday Oct 2025

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When Vampire in Brooklyn (1995) first hit cinemas, it seemed like a sure thing. Eddie Murphy, still one of Hollywood’s biggest stars, teaming up with horror maestro Wes Craven — fresh off New Nightmare and on the cusp of Scream — for a supernatural horror-comedy that promised both chills and laughs. On paper, it sounded like a bloody good time. In execution, however, it became a messy, tone-deaf experiment caught between two creative egos and a studio unsure of what it wanted.

Murphy, who also co-wrote and co-produced the film, was eager to move beyond the wisecracking cop persona that had defined his career. He envisioned Vampire in Brooklyn as a darker, more serious take on horror — a stylish Gothic thriller with him at its centre as the suave, seductive vampire Maximilian. Paramount, however, saw something very different: a horror-comedy vehicle for its bankable star. What emerged was an uneasy hybrid that fails to find its footing, unsure whether to scare or to entertain.

Craven, ever the craftsman, tries valiantly to balance the clashing tones. There are flashes of his visual flair — an eerie opening sequence aboard a derelict ship, the crimson-lit interiors of Maximilian’s lair, and a few moments that recall his knack for the grotesque. Yet, it’s clear he’s wrestling with a script that doesn’t know what film it wants to be. The result is a workmanlike effort from a director capable of brilliance, dulled by interference and conflicting visions.

Murphy’s performance doesn’t help matters. As Maximilian, he is clearly struggling to play it straight in a film that refuses to let him. Worse still, his multiple side characters — including a shapeshifting preacher and a slick Italian hood — are cartoonish distractions that undercut any atmosphere the film manages to build. The humour feels forced, the scares are neutered, and the pacing plods.

The film’s saving grace is Angela Bassett, whose portrayal of Detective Rita Veder adds depth and gravitas where the script provides little. Bassett commands every frame with her trademark intensity, grounding the absurdity around her with genuine emotional weight. In a better film, her character’s arc — caught between duty and seduction — might have resonated as a modern Gothic tragedy. Here, it merely hints at what Vampire in Brooklyn could have been.

Wes Craven would rebound just a year later with Scream, proving his instincts were still razor-sharp when given the right material. Vampire in Brooklyn, by contrast, feels like a creative crossroads for all involved — a misfire born from too many competing intentions and not enough cohesion.

The Prognosis:

A muddled mix of horror and humour, Vampire in Brooklyn never finds its bite. Caught between Murphy’s comedic impulses and Craven’s horror pedigree, it flails when it should fly. Angela Bassett alone keeps the film from turning to dust, but even she can’t save this lifeless experiment from the shadows.

  • Saul Muerte

Still Watching from the Window: 40 Years of Fright Night

01 Friday Aug 2025

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In 1985, just when vampires were beginning to lose their bite on the big screen, Tom Holland’s Fright Night sunk its fangs into the horror genre and reminded audiences that there was still plenty of blood to spill—and fun to be had. A perfect blend of teen horror, gothic atmosphere, and creature feature camp, Fright Night has grown into a bona fide cult classic over the last four decades, still beloved by fans who remember the thrill of peering across the street and suspecting something sinister.

The premise is simple but delicious: Charley Brewster (William Ragsdale), a horror-obsessed teenager, becomes convinced that his suave new neighbour, Jerry Dandrige (Chris Sarandon), is a vampire. With no one taking him seriously, Charley turns to Peter Vincent (Roddy McDowall), a fading TV horror host and self-proclaimed vampire killer, to help him save the neighbourhood—and maybe his soul.

Fright Night succeeds largely because of Holland’s tight script and keen understanding of horror’s twin engines: fear and fun. Having already written Psycho II, Holland would go on to further solidify his genre cred with Child’s Play and Thinner, but Fright Night was his directorial debut—and what a confident debut it was. Holland didn’t just direct a horror movie; he celebrated horror, showing a deep affection for both Hammer-style gothic tropes and the glossier, MTV-tinged teen fare of the era.

But the film’s enduring charm rests heavily on the shoulders of two impeccable performances. Chris Sarandon gives Jerry Dandrige a dangerously seductive presence, equal parts Dracula and disco-era predator. His layered performance oozes charm and menace, playing the vampire as both creature and corrupter, a predator who thrives on the unspoken fears of suburbia. Opposite him, Roddy McDowall brings gravitas and melancholy to Peter Vincent, a character who could’ve easily been a joke. Instead, McDowall turns him into a tragic hero—washed up, afraid, but still brave enough to step into the darkness one more time.

The film also boasts some wonderfully grotesque creature effects courtesy of FX maestro Richard Edlund and a killer synth-driven score that helped cement its place in 1980s horror iconography. Whether it’s Evil Ed’s unhinged transformation or the classic vampire seduction scenes, Fright Night knows how to stage a memorable set piece.

While it might not have the mainstream status of other 1980s horror franchises, Fright Night holds a unique place in the horror pantheon. It’s a love letter to the genre’s past and a savvy, stylish entry in the wave of horror that was reshaping itself for a younger, hipper audience.

The Prognosis:

Forty years on, Fright Night remains a fan favourite—not just for its scares or its effects, but because it understands what horror fans crave: the thrill of being afraid and the joy of watching someone finally believe the impossible. You’re so cool, Brewster—and so is Fright Night.

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The Addiction (1995): Abel Ferrara’s Intellectual Bloodlust

17 Monday Feb 2025

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Abel Ferrara’s The Addiction (1995) is a vampire film like no other—more existential crisis than gothic horror, more philosophical discourse than blood-drenched carnage. Shot in stark black and white, it feels like an arthouse fever dream, blending horror with academia, addiction with enlightenment. At 30 years old, the film remains a fascinating, if occasionally pretentious, exploration of power, control, and oppression, anchored by a magnetic performance from Lili Taylor.

Kathleen Conklin (Lili Taylor) is a New York philosophy student whose life takes a sinister turn after she is attacked and bitten by a mysterious woman. As she spirals into an insatiable thirst for blood, she begins to see vampirism as more than just a physical affliction—it becomes a metaphor for oppression, complicity, and the nature of evil itself. Along the way, she encounters a seasoned vampire (Christopher Walken) who warns her of the dangers of surrendering completely to her cravings. But can she resist, or is she doomed to embrace the darkness?

Ferrara, never one for convention, uses vampirism as an allegory for addiction—whether to power, drugs, or ideology. The film’s dialogue is dense with references to philosophers like Nietzsche, Sartre, and Heidegger, which can sometimes feel like a graduate-level seminar more than a horror movie. But if you can push through the intellectual posturing, The Addiction offers a compelling and, at times, harrowing dissection of human nature.

Ferrara’s New York is a city of shadows, the grainy cinematography by Ken Kelsch lending a sense of grimy realism that recalls his earlier works like Bad Lieutenant (1992). The vampires here aren’t glamorous or seductive; they are sickly, ravenous, and desperate, resembling junkies more than supernatural beings.

Lili Taylor delivers a phenomenal performance as Kathleen, bringing both fragility and ferocity to the role. Her transformation from quiet intellectual to cold predator is gradual but chilling, culminating in scenes of nihilistic bloodletting that are as horrifying as they are thought-provoking.

Christopher Walken makes a brief but unforgettable appearance as Peina, a vampire who has learned to suppress his hunger. His cryptic monologues add to the film’s philosophical underpinnings, but his performance, dripping with Walken’s signature charisma, keeps things engaging rather than didactic. The supporting cast—featuring Annabella Sciorra, Edie Falco, Paul Calderon, and a young Michael Imperioli—further enriches the film’s grim world.

Thirty years later, The Addiction remains a divisive film. Some see it as a brilliant deconstruction of horror tropes and a biting commentary on societal power structures; others find it insufferably self-indulgent. But regardless of where one stands, there’s no denying its uniqueness.

Its themes—oppression, complicity, the cycle of violence—are as relevant today as they were in 1995. The film asks difficult questions: Can we resist our darker impulses, or are we all fated to succumb? Are we victims, perpetrators, or both? In true Ferrara fashion, no easy answers are given.

While The Addiction may alienate some with its academic-heavy dialogue and overtly intellectual leanings, those willing to engage with it will find a mesmerising, deeply unsettling film. Lili Taylor’s powerhouse performance, Ferrara’s uncompromising vision, and the film’s stark aesthetic make it a fascinating entry in the vampire canon—one that still bites, 30 years later.

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The Rape of the Vampire (1968): Jean Rollin’s Daring Debut and the Birth of a Vampiric Legacy

01 Saturday Feb 2025

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Jean Rollin’s The Rape of the Vampire (Le Viol du Vampire) debuted in 1968 to a hailstorm of controversy, catcalls, and hostile reviews. Yet, in hindsight, this audacious and surreal film marked the birth of a unique cinematic voice—one whose recurring themes of vampirism, eroticism, and gothic imagery would define Rollin’s legacy as one of France’s most singular auteurs.

It’s important to note that The Rape of the Vampire wasn’t initially conceived as a full-length feature. Rollin originally shot Le Viol du Vampire as a short film intended to stand alone. However, when producers demanded a feature-length runtime, Rollin extended the narrative by adding a second part: The Vampire Woman (or Queen of the Vampires). The result is a film that feels both disjointed and dreamlike, with its stitched-together structure amplifying its surrealist tone.

The story’s fractured nature doesn’t so much hinder the film as enhance its otherworldly, almost hypnotic quality. It’s as if Rollin’s vampires inhabit a world where logic is secondary to atmosphere and emotion—a hallmark that would become a defining characteristic of his later work.

From his very first film, Rollin introduced themes that would permeate his career. Vampires, of course, are the focal point—here portrayed not as mindless predators but as tragic, misunderstood figures caught between life and death. The film’s gothic imagery, including crumbling castles and mist-shrouded cemeteries, reveals Rollin’s fascination with decayed beauty and timeless spaces.

Perhaps most notably, The Rape of the Vampire introduced Rollin’s pronounced taste for eroticism and taboo. The film is suffused with a sensuality that borders on the voyeuristic, reflecting not only the countercultural spirit of the late 1960s but also Rollin’s enduring interest in exploring the intersection of desire, death, and the supernatural. Themes of lesbianism, another Rollin hallmark, are also present, weaving a subversive layer of sexuality into the narrative.

Upon its release, The Rape of the Vampire was met with vitriolic criticism. French audiences and critics, expecting a traditional horror film, were unprepared for its avant-garde style, non-linear storytelling, and overt eroticism. Screenings were reportedly marked by boos, jeers, and even walkouts.

However, over time, the film has been reevaluated as a daring and deeply personal work. What initially seemed like incoherence now reads as deliberate surrealism, and its transgressive content has been embraced as a bold rejection of mainstream cinematic conventions.

While The Rape of the Vampire may not represent Jean Rollin at the height of his powers, it laid the groundwork for his subsequent masterpieces, such as The Nude Vampire (1970) and The Shiver of the Vampires (1971). It also established Rollin’s signature aesthetic: a haunting blend of gothic horror, eroticism, and poetic melancholy that remains unmatched in the genre.

The Rape of the Vampire stands as a fascinating, if flawed, debut. It’s a film that heralded the arrival of a director unafraid to blur the line between horror and art, even if it meant alienating audiences along the way. For fans of Rollin or those willing to embrace the surreal, this first bite into his vampiric oeuvre is well worth revisiting.

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Blood of the Virgins: A Lustful Bite of 60s Horror That Misses the Mark

14 Thursday Nov 2024

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Blood of the Virgins (1967) is an interesting attempt at vampire horror that stumbles through its narrative despite its atmospheric promise. Directed by Emilio Vieyra, the film tries to capitalise on the familiar gothic elements of betrayal, seduction, and the eternal curse of vampirism, but its low budget and muddled storytelling prevent it from fully sinking its teeth into viewers.

The film opens with Ofelia, who’s set to marry Eduardo but finds herself in a tangled web with her lover Gustavo. Despite some pre-wedding jitters, Ofelia goes through with the marriage, only for Gustavo to interrupt their wedding night with murder and a fateful bite, turning her into a vampire. Fast-forward to the 1960s, where a group of travellers takes refuge in a deserted lodge after their van breaks down. Ofelia reappears, now a tragic figure caught between the pull of seduction and her growing weariness with the vampire’s curse.

While the setup is promising and echoes classic vampire tales, Blood of the Virgins falters in its execution. The transition from Ofelia’s tragedy to the modern-day storyline is rough, leaving viewers with little investment in the new characters. The young travellers quickly fall into horror stereotypes, and their interactions feel shallow, making it hard to care about their fates as they encounter Ofelia. The central mystery surrounding the vampire’s motives and how the group will survive unfolds predictably, with suspense largely absent and horror scenes lacking bite.

Visually, Blood of the Virgins does manage to capture some atmospheric shots with moody lighting and a dreamy, surreal quality. However, it doesn’t do enough to maintain tension or provide any significant scares. Vieyra’s direction seems uncertain, as if torn between crafting a horror film and leaning into the film’s more exploitative elements. The horror never reaches the eerie or unsettling, instead landing in a kind of melodrama that drags down the pacing.

Ofelia, the story’s would-be tragic heroine, lacks the depth that might make her journey compelling. Her transformation and internal conflict about her cursed life could have added emotional weight, but they’re skimmed over in favour of a few romanticised seduction scenes that lack nuance. The attempt at sensual horror falls flat, feeling more like an obligatory nod to the eroticism associated with vampire lore than an organic part of the story.

While Blood of the Virgins holds some intrigue as a piece of Argentinian horror cinema from the 1960s, it ultimately fails to deliver as either a compelling vampire story or an effective horror film. It’s an uneven experience best suited for those curious about vintage Latin American genre cinema, but for most viewers, it’s likely to feel like a missed opportunity. Vieyra’s vision doesn’t quite come together here, leaving Blood of the Virgins feeling more like a hazy, half-formed nightmare than a film that truly haunts.

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Dark Desires and Eternal Shadows: Revisiting Interview with the Vampire’s Seductive Legacy

11 Monday Nov 2024

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Neil Jordan’s Interview with the Vampire (1994) is a lush and lavish exploration of eternal life, where the shadows of New Orleans and Paris are as inviting as they are haunting. Adapted from Anne Rice’s celebrated novel, the film is a powerful blend of gothic romanticism, bloodlust, and erotic tension, but its leading men—Tom Cruise as the charismatic vampire Lestat and Brad Pitt as the tormented Louis—remain a point of contention to this day. With Rice’s novel as its beating heart, Jordan’s adaptation brought a nuanced, sensuous exploration of love, horror, and longing that has endured for nearly three decades, despite those famously bold casting choices.

Jordan’s direction underscores the sensuality that made Rice’s novel iconic. The story is imbued with themes of lust and longing, extending beyond mortal desire into a deep, predatory hunger that consumes its characters, literally and emotionally. Cinematographer Philippe Rousselot bathes the world in warm, seductive lighting that makes the vampire’s nocturnal existence a beautiful nightmare. The story’s vampire leads are creatures driven by a desire that is both deeply romantic and undeniably grotesque, elevating the traditional horror elements of vampirism into something more profound and captivating.

The two vampire leads are captivating in their own way, but critics were polarized by the casting of Cruise and Pitt as Lestat and Louis. For Rice, Lestat was an iconic antihero, an exuberant villain with a touch of madness and charisma that commands the screen. Cruise, already a megastar, seemed an odd choice for the role, and while his performance is flamboyant and committed, it doesn’t always capture the layered, dark humour or philosophical weight of Lestat. Pitt, as the brooding Louis, offers a more subdued, sorrowful portrayal, but at times it veers into passivity, making the character feel too reserved to fully connect with Lestat’s extravagance. In that sense, while Cruise and Pitt deliver star power and charisma, it’s arguable that they miss some of the existential torment and depth that Rice imbued in her protagonists.

Even so, Interview with the Vampire shines when it focuses on the delicate, almost familial connection between the vampires. The introduction of the child vampire Claudia, portrayed by an astonishingly talented Kirsten Dunst, injects a fresh dynamic into the film. Claudia’s tragedy, as a woman trapped in a child’s body, intensifies the film’s exploration of love, loss, and identity, with Dunst’s performance stealing many of the film’s most powerful moments. Claudia’s frustration with her unchanging form and her love-hate relationship with Louis and Lestat elevate Interview beyond a typical vampire tale into a complex character study of immortality’s price.

In the end, Interview with the Vampire is a mesmerizing, albeit imperfect, gothic romance—a film that drips with atmosphere and raw emotion. Jordan’s vision, although sometimes hindered by casting choices, remains a powerful cinematic translation of Rice’s narrative, filled with seduction and existential dread. In fact, its occasional missteps in casting have ironically become part of its charm. Whether or not Cruise and Pitt were ideal as Lestat and Louis, their portrayals have carved a unique place in the pantheon of vampire lore.

Decades later, Interview with the Vampire holds its place as a defining piece of 1990s horror, a moody, romantic, and darkly beautiful portrait of an eternal struggle with mortality and morality. It’s a film that leaves you transfixed by its dark allure and makes you ponder what it truly means to live forever.

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Movie review: Day Shift (2022)

19 Friday Aug 2022

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On face value, Day Shift should be one of those movies that could hook you in with its premise that is essentially a spin on the buddy cop movie, but with vampire hunters instead of cops. It also boasts an intriguing cast with Jamie Foxx and Dave Franco as its leads and with a notable supporting role from Snoop Dogg. The style would try to tap in worthy horror comedies from the 80s but the result is a strange mix of genres that never quite mesh together and seem right,

Down-on-his-luck Bud Jablonski (Foxx), has been serving as a vampire hunter for the last few years in San Fernando Valley. All this time his wife and 10 year old daughter have been led to believe that he is a pool cleaner, and that his odd behaviour has started to take its toll on their relationship. Having already been thrown out of the Guild of vampire hunters because of his unorthodox approach, Bud is forced to go back with his tail between his legs and beg for another chance. Thankfully he is aided by his friend and renowned hunter, Big John Elliot (Dogg) who holds some sway with the company, but there’s a catch. Jablonski must team up with wet-behind-the ears Seth (Franco), a desk clerk who plays everything by the book and is employed to catch Jablonski breaking the rules, so that he can get kicked out of the Guild for good.

The extra barrier and darker threat to Jablonski finding his feet is that he has upset one of the head vampires of the valley, Audrey, now intent on bringing him down and ruining him.

The action sequences throughout the movie are nicely played, so hats off to director J.J. Perry who has crafted his work as a stunt coordinator for a number of high profile flicks including John Wick 2. His knowledge in perfecting stunts on screen really paid off with his delivery for his debut feature in the directors chair. 

The issues arise in the lack of chemistry trying to be perfected by Foxx and Franco, but in their defence, the dialogue and screenplay lets them down a little and often misses the mark in the final product. Often it feels like it is all too content in resting on the sizzle of other movies, that it neglects to have a personality of its own.

The Prognosis:

This is a middle of the road action comedy horror, that offers plenty of bang, but not enough substance to really have any lasting impact on its audience.

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Day Shift is currently streaming on Netflix

Retrospective: Vampire in Brooklyn

12 Wednesday Jan 2022

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Wes Craven: The Scream years part 1 – Vampire in Brooklyn

In my #gutreaction Letterbox’d review I remarked that Vampire in Brooklyn was the result of a Murphyfest disaster. While in part this is true, there is an element here of two artists striving to reinvent or find new aspects of themselves but are trapped by the fields that had elevated their careers in the first place. On one side we have the larger-than-life character that Eddie Murphy portrays on screen with his observational, raw and at times vulgar or cruel look at America, paved his career with his stand-up performances and Saturday Night Live sketches, along with some big hit movies throughout the 80s such as Beverly Hills Cop and Trading Places. Murphy had grown tired of the kind of roles that he was being offered and desired to get his teeth into a more serious role. Vampire in Brooklyn provided the chance for Murphy to showcase his more serious, dramatic chops with his vampire Maximillian with the promise of more of his usual stuff through a few supporting characters that he would deliver via the means of make up and in-your-face stereotypes.
On the other side is Director Wes Craven, who having recently played his last active contribution to the Nightmare on Elm Street franchise, was still looking to shirk his horror genre persona and looking to tap into the more comical mainstream that Murphy’s presence offered. The trouble is that in their search for their alternate selves, both Murphy and Craven would be subject to producer and fan expectations that would muddy the waters of their pursuits and clash in an almost forgettable movie. Murphy would go on record blaming his hair extensions for the film’s failure but it’s clear that there is a barrier placed in the way that no matter how hard Craven would try to navigate around would be a constant obstacle to success.
Vampire in Brooklyn would begin life through the writing collaboration of Murphy, his brother Charlie, and Vernon Lynch and would initially walk a similar path to Bram Stoker’s Dracula with a unmanned boat docking (albeit comicially here) and revealing a huge wolf-like beast as its only surviving passenger. This creature would transform into Murphy’s Maximillian, a Caribbean vampire in search of a bride to continue his bloodline. 
One of the witnesses to Maximillian’s early misdeeds in the film which included ripping the heart out of previous Craven collaborator Mitch Pileggi’s hoodlum characters’ chest, is Julius Jones (Kadeem Hardison); a down-on-his-luck character that could be fashioned from Stoker’s Renfield character. 
Another actor who has worked with Craven before is Zakes Mokae (The Serpent and the Rainbow) who appears as a wisened soul who could very well be likened to the Van Helsing in this world, although with not as large a part. 
The rest is the piece is fairly loose in substance as Maximillian finds the bride he is searching for is none other than half-human, half-vampire Detective Rita Veder (Angela Bassett). Bassett, who had recently come to the fore with her portrayal of singer Tina Turner in What’s Love Got To Do With It, thankfully provides some much needed weight to the screenplay. Without her involvement, there really isn’t a lot on show. There are some cheap laughs to be had but the film lacks any originality and for Craven (who would be on the tipping point of creating a whole new wake in the horror genre, and the birth of yet another franchise in Scream),  would prove to be an example of how a greater budget and lack of creative control can lead to poor results.

– Saul Muerte

Movie review: Blood Red Sky

19 Sunday Dec 2021

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One of the most refreshing and rewarding movies to have been released this year has come from streaming platform Netflix; a British/German, vampire, action, horror movie from director Peter Thorwarth. It comes across like a Passenger 57 style movie, but instead of a kick ass retired secret service agent taking down terrorists aboard a plane, we’ve got a vampire in the mix. Thorwarth and his co-writer, Stefan Holtz do incredibly well to pack in the folklore and depth in character background into the screenplay. The writing duo aren’t too shy to steer away from flashbacks to ground the story further into the mythology that they are creating, particularly when it comes to their lead protagonist. This care to detail provides strength to their cause with significant payoff by the film’s conclusion.

To add to the drama we’re presented with a mother, Nadja (Peri Baumeister), who appears to be suffering from leukaemia; a naturally anxious person fuelled even more so by the need to care for and look after her son, Elias (Carl Anton Koch). The reason for their travel plans is so that Nadja can visit a specialised doctor to help her with her ailment.
There are a few elements at play here too which elevates the story above the usual action flick, with a look against stereotypes, especially when it comes to Farid (Kais Setti), a physicist who befriends Elias, and Middle Eastern appearance plays with our misguided expectations of him being a possible terrorist when the plane gets hijacked. Among the hijackers and leading the group is Berg played with the usual brutish klout by Dominic Purcell. His orchestrated team and all their best laid plans soon fall out, when they encounter the parasite on board. The moment this is unleashed, the turbulence soon picks up fast.

The prognosis:

Blood Red Sky relies heavily on its high energy, adrenaline-fuelled sequences, but thankfully it has plenty of bite too with well-rounded characters with heart, coupled with downbeats that have meaning. 

It pulsates with purpose and for that, makes you care about the outcome of the lead characters.

– Saul Muerte