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EVIL Never Expected to Fall For Another EVIL! “Date With a Vampire” reviewed! (Visual Vengeance / Blu-ray)

Posted by Steven Lewis on

“Date With a Vampire” Now Available on a Collector’s Edition Blu-ray!

Chuck and Violet end their official date with them at Violet’s ancestral New York City home for a little alone time and conversational foreplay.  Enamored with other ever since meeting in the bar weeks ago, the sexual tension between them in palpable and dripping with anticipation.  Their love making deep into the night is peak erotic sensuality that goes on for hours between multiple sessions.  During one of their sessions, Violet bites Chuck on the neck, puncturing his veins, and draws out blood to taste it.  Upset, Chuck tries to leave her only to fall down the stairs, slumping over from being weak by her neck nibble.  When Chuck awakes, he’s tied to Violet’s bed but unphased about her being a vampire.  There’s something about Chuck that disturbs Violet, but she can’t find resist him and continues to make love to him.  Also – what ‘s that creature moaning in Violet’s basement? 

“Date with a Vampire” is the Jeffrey Arsenault picture of erotic submersion but with fangs.  Released in 2000, the “Night Owl” director continues the train of infatuation of a vampire film quest that began in 1993 with the John Leguizamo starring thriller but ever since the release of “Date wit a Vampire,” Arsenault’s evolution slid heavily into eroticism as he become the forerunning directing for sultry nightcrawlers like “Crimson Nights,” “Crimson Kisses,” “Crimson Desires,” and “Vampire Playmates” with softcore scream queens Misty Mundae, Vera VanGuard, and  Cynthia Polakovich.  Like for the director’s aforementioned films, Arsenault helms “Date with a Vampire” under the pseudonym of Gregory Cabot, presumably for the highly erotic nature content, and the film is penned by B-movie scenarist and director Kevin J. Lindermuth, writer-director of “Vampires and Other Stereotypes.”  Produced by Arsenault, the shoot was filmed on location in Brooklyn, New York under the vampire-fittingly named production banner of After Midnight Entertainment. 

“Date with a Vampire” is centrally focused on Violet and Chuck who are quickly moving toward a love-struck romance that would usually take weeks to build with normal couples.  There is tenderness and passion between them, placing hearts onto sleeves for the forlorn thoughts of long finding a different kind of lover as well as offering affectionate compliments toward each other to build that strong amorous connection.  Lori Thomas and Robin Macklin do a fine job leading up the lovers towards laughs, longings, and a lustful lay, multiple in fact of the latter, with an organic dynamic that doesn’t feel soap opera-y nor forced and jagged as the conversation, though sappy at times,  never cringed upon egregious kitschy pillow talk.  Thomas, who went on to costar alongside Mundae in Arsenault’s “Crimson Nights,” brings a softness, almost too delicate, to Violet’s comportment as a vampire looking for love rather than a next meal, but one of the real reasons Thomas’s in this role, or rather two real reasons, is her hefty top-figure that’s deep with cleavage and copiously exposed for the softcore scenes with a fit Eli Roth-lookalike in Macklin.  Violet and Chuck go at it quite a bit and when I say it I mean the double entrendre it of a love and hate relationship with slowed down sexual foreplay to visceral dream of sucking blood and eating hearts.  There are also two other characters in this story – a wandering woman (Cynthia Polakovich, “Vampire Playmates,” “Daddy”) who squats and takes a shower in Violet’s house and a chained-up basement vampire (Joe Zaso, “The Bloody Ape,” “Evil Streets”) with horrible acne.  Neither one of these characters ever interact with Violet and Chuck in what is likely filler scenes with it’s only little substory to flesh out a full-length feature and provide more T&A with a shower scene and another vampire in a vampire film but adds more unnecessary questions to an already stale plot. 

If looking for a bloodsucking bloodbath of Gothicism, “Date with a Vampire” will not scratch the itch at all.  If you hear the title out loud and understand that it infers more toward the ideas of romance and vampirism that’s akin to the likes of Twilight except these vampires don’t sparkle and or have gel stiff hair overtop pasty-pale skin.  Arsenault leans a deep tissue elbow into the eroticism rather than the bloodthirst, which like a deep tissue massage can often be painful.  The crux of the film is also it’s pitfall with too frequent slow-motion scenes of the same two bodies getting it on in the same house and bed, resulting in a lack of vital story substance to glue these sexualized highlights into place where it can be peppered appropriately.  I would be so bold to say the vampire element is abstemiously light on the intake with a couple of scenes with fangs, a cheaply edited sunlight death scenes, and even the bite marks on the neck are in the wrong place compared to the bite scene.  There’s more horror in the added in the brief basement scene with the chained up and xeroderma vamp and his hapless house-squatting victim without a spoken word other than a moan, groan, and scream being said between the two in a seemingly unconnected scenes to the core tale.  The soundtrack adds additional detrimental value as the sex scenes are so long that the generic stock score breaks for a moment and starts over and there are a handful of these extended eroticisms that, and I’m surprised to say this myself, dull the sharp blade’s edge.  “Date with a Vampire” ends without a climatic point and just fizzles down to a sojourn between Violet and Chuck that one will ultimately question to themselves, is that it?  Yes. Yes, it is. 

A narrow and threadbare vamp-erotic line won’t stop genre boutique label Visual Vengeance from releasing a brand-new collector’s Blu-ray pulled from the standard definition master of the original tape elements with the usual precursing warning message in front of each title of the standard and commercial quality you’re about to behold.  The AVC encoded BD50 reflects the SOV image in an upscale from 480p to 720p with softer details but generally clear yet flat image.  Skin tones are warmer, leaning toward a dull orange, and that’s usually associated with magnetic tape degradation from the analog compression of VHS.  Textures too are affected by color distortion but not to the extreme as with skin tones, leaving textures mostly with a slight variance, and the low pixel count has already put a dampening on the definition levels.  Again, Visual Vengeance had warned us, preshow.  “Date with a Vampire” is presented in full screen, a 1.33:1 aspect ratio, and has optional English subtitles available.  The innate audio track is an English LPCM 2.0 stereo that has subtle electronic interference but on the whole is clear for exhibition.  “Date with a Vampire” is mostly verbose and guttural add-ins with little-to-no operationalized sounds of action and those action sounds that did make it into the final product are post-production implemented, which entails an exaggerated volume and some desynchronized and outlandish effect to the visual.  The rough and ready soundtrack is a slow, bottom end, rhythm composed for erotic scenes through, and I assume this, a simple beat and music editing software and, aforementioned, the scenes are too long for the audio tracks that have to pause and repeat once the track runtime lapses.  Special features are typically abundant with any Visual Vengeance release and “Date with a Vampire” is not exception with an in tandem with feature audio commentary by director Jeffrey Arsenault, an interview with Arsenault, interview with screenwriter Kevin J. Lindenmuth, an interview with silent-squatter actress Cynthia Polakovich, interview with the Basement Vampire actor Joe Zaso, Date With a Vampire Memories interviews location manager Nathan Thompson in the Brooklyn location, a video interview with the Buckingham Manor Location manager Nathan Thompson, an Arsenault bonus film “Blood Cravings” from 2002, an Arsenault commentary, interview, image gallery, and original first draft trailers for “Blood Cravings,” an image gallery for feature presentation, the original trailer and bonus trailers from Visual Vengeance, and an After Midnight Entertainment trailer reel.  Lastly, like all other catalogue releases from the company, a very cool animated menu hypes up the energy and makes the prospected feature potentially entertaining.  Visual Vengeance always supplies a great physical release and “Date with a Vampire” continues the trend beginning with another gorgeously commissioned slipcover artwork by Rick Melton that’s sells sex as well as being horrific.  The clear Blu-ray Amaray case also has new artwork as the primary cover by Brother Belial.  The sleeve is reversible with another original Rick Melton artwork for Jeffrey Arsenault’s bonus feature “Blood Cravings” on the special features.  Tucked in the interior insert is a mini-folded poster of the Basement Vampire and his victim as well as a retro VHS sticker sheet.  The region free, unrated, 88-minute Blu-ray is certainly fetching for the eyes. 

Last Rites: More melodramatic than sucking blood, “Date with a Vampire” is much more a power struggle between the sexes as it is between the sheets as it is between good versus evil. Plenty of long, drawn out softcore scenes offer up skin and erotic invitation but there’s plenty about the Jeffrey Arsenault’s feature that’s more filler and less traditional and that can be hurtful.

“Date With a Vampire” Now Available on a Collector’s Edition Blu-ray!

Even After Death, EVIL Fathers Can Still Be Punitive! “Daddy” reviewed! (SRS Cinema / DVD)

Posted by Steven Lewis on

Come to “Daddy” now on DVD at Amazon.com

In a small lakeside, mountain town, a violent rape of a young woman paralyzes her into complete shock, shutting down her power to speak, and spiraling her into a withdraw.  Newly appointed Sheriff Sylvia Carlsen has a personal stake in the case as the woman is a close and dear childhood friend.  The nature of the rape puzzles law enforcement and frightens the small community after evidence of soil and worms are discovered around the scene of the crime and inside the victim.  When another of her close friends is violently rape the same way, Carlsen’s painful recollection of a dark secret involving her and her friends reagitates a dormant fear and familiarities between her past and the rapes appear to me more than just coincidences.  As the attacks continue, the toll on her mounds and a series of erratic behavior incidents put into question her judgement but that won’t stop her digging into her own case of issues.

Have you ever come across a zombie revenge thriller where the decomposing undead, recently fresh from a risen unmarked grave, stuck his worm (no, that isn’t an euphemism) into a hapless female victim?  While not explicitly depicted in what sounds like a niche fetish of the subfloor adult film industry, the image of soil and creepy crawlers inside the vaginal cavity is very real in director Michael P. DiPaolo’s “Daddy” where daddy issues can be extremely violating and gruesomely decaying all in the same rotten breath.  The “Requiem for a Whore” and “Transgression” filmmaker writes and directs the 2003 SOV-shot style, back from the grave indie production, at one point in time was called under the working title of “Rigor Mortis,” hailing from the Albany proximate Averill Park, New York and was self-funded and produced by DiPaolo and Christopher K. Philippo (“Motor Home Massacre”) under DiPaolo’s production label, Black Cat Cinema.

The actresses to be symbolically lubricated with the Earth’s muck are played by four friends, who just happen to be all blonde as if blondes run together like a pack of wino Golden Retrievers. In her first feature film, not a television role, is principal blonde number one Selia Hansen as the frequently boozing, causal sex engaging, newly appointed sheriff, Sylvia Carlsen. Hansen plays the hot-headed Sheriff eager to prove herself but is shredded emotionally by the violent sexual assault against her friends – Leslie (Katherine Petty), Jamie (Cynthia Polakovich, “Date with a Vampire”), and Allison (Bevin McGraw, “Arachnid”). Other than BFF Leslie, there isn’t too much discourse between the good friends and if is conversing between them, the topic of conversation is about the rapes, leaving the groups’ tightly knit friendship barely tethered to Carlsen’s burdened shoulders. Ravaging the community’s blond population is the titular rapist and to avoid obvious spoilers, I will refrain from divulging the attacker’s reason for stalking Sheriff Carlsen and her male unaccompanied friends. In what is perhaps the biggest role of his scarcely career, Aaron Renning lurks around like deviant, tongue-wagging Uncle Fester complete with chrome dome and a dirty dinner jacket grimed with earth and wiggly worms. Renning’s performance has it easy with zip for dialogue and a penchant for being a raving manic with a libido in hyperdrive. The performance bares no crass crudeness as it’s very to the point without revealing the point – if you get my point. Actors following up from Michael P. DiPaolo’s “Transgression” is David Shepherd as the town’s Doctor Vance and Marc St. Camille as the pushover Deputy Richie Dagg. Yet, the most interesting casted member is John Karyus. The “Poultrygeist: Night of the Chicken Dead” to “Big Freaking Rat” B-horror Karyus plays the Sheriff’s ex-husband who’s always peeping and is eager to inform his ex-wife something important but doesn’t ever receive the chance to, marking his scenes utterly pointless.

“Daddy” issues is right. DiPaolo strikes up grave retribution with a zombie degenerate harboring a message, one that I can only hope is accurate, is suppressed emotional trauma can be haunting, if not deadly, when not dealt with its beleaguering demons. However, “Daddy’s” undercurrent is more grossly sweeping and pungent with corrosive, misguided outcomes. Instead of battling trauma, DiPaolo’s depiction of Carlsen’s alcoholic abuse and fleeting affairs coupled with nightmares of the past also speaks illy toward guilt and feeling guilty over an irreversible criminal act done for the right reasons, in self-defense, nonetheless, sets the wrong tone. The finale also doesn’t set well with the fact that DiPaolo inflicts no escape from one’s rapist, no comfort in the knowledge of their death, and that their lives hang in the very balance, targeted by a demented vision. Demented, that’s definitely how I would describe DiPaolo’s serial rapist zombie flick that’s not terribly terrifying as it is one’s twisted filmic folly into incest and inevitable topple of repossession of oneself. “Daddy’s” acting is often stiff and forced, on the cheap effects offer up fake and live worms and a gray palette zombie perv, and the handheld SOV-style camera work from DiPaolo himself is like a fly buzzing around the room at times. “Daddy’s” beyond the dead vindictive nature is only abated by the number of topless blondes being subjected to dry humping in this ill-judged, undead-to-bed fiasco.

Of course, it only makes sense that SRS Cinema would release something to the likes of “Daddy” onto DVD home video. SRS Cinema loves nearly everything shot-on-video, nihilistic, zany, and unconscionable content. Sex and death sells and SRS Cinema has a long history of delivering good on that brand of promise while also luring unsuspected victims, I mean viewers, with exceptional retro-cover art that’s vibrant and detailed in all things macabre. The region free DVD has an aspect ratio of 4:3 and a runtime of 83-minutes. Shot with a videotape camcorder, image quality is about what you expect with an immense amount of interference during night shots and compression artefact issues rampant throughout, especially during black and white flashbacks, but the image is essentially discernible which makes DiPaolo’s use of only natural light more impressive. The English language mono track is hit-or-miss depending on the camcorder’s mic placement with faded hissing to throw another curve back at you. There are moments when the ambience is exquisitely sharp in fidelity and edit, such as the blaring police siren or a car suddenly passing into frame for jump scare effect. Bonus features include a commentary track with Michael P. DiPaolo, a behind-the-scenes featurette with DiPaolo narrating upon how he accomplished more of the difficult and complicated scenes, the feature trailer, and SRS film trailers. Interesting concept piledriven by its creepy subtext, “Daddy” continues to be aversive with a tagline “He comes after bad little girls!” splayed on the front cover that leaves cringed induced wrinkles on my face every time I cerebrate the underground film. In the same breath, I know and love SRS Cinema’s unwavering nihilism, standing admirably behind Michael DiPoalo’s incestuous and rapey, unfatherly film without second guessing commitment.

Come to “Daddy” now on DVD at Amazon.com