This isn’t really a film at all, but more of a game of dress-up that a couple of 12-year-old girls with access to their mum’s wardrobe might have.
I was uhm-ing and ahh-ing about reviewing this one given it’s a film with a rather high level of tween-girl appeal, and I didn’t want to tarnish my stout-yet-manly Franco Nero-in-Enter the Ninja image. But then Keith admitted to watching Red Riding Hood and I figured why not? Teleport City is after all built on…
Kung fu, boobs, romance, more kung fu, more boobs, and some sweaty Filipinos. Yes, it’s a Cirio Santiago joint. Naked Fist is a terribly silly film, but for some reason I love it. Even after watching it about 5 times, I still find it ludicrously entertaining.
As latter-day Hammer films go, The Vampire Lovers is an entertaining, sexy romp. It relies less on the hammy scare tactics of the later Dracula series and more on the audience’s assumptions.
Our villain: black leather trousers, opera cape, engineer boots, Gene Simmons hairdo and a curious mask somewhere between a yin-yang symbol and Elton John’s more outlandish eyewear
A chilling tale of lust, sex, murder, betrayal, and an annoying drum that goes ‘boingggg!’
Paul investigates and discovers that all of them were clients of Christine. There’s also the body of a poor sewer man with no dialogue other than “Aarrgghh,” played Michael Ripper.