Posted: 08/10/2004

 

Hollywood Vampyr

(2004)

by Barry Meyer



These Hollywood Vampire wannabe’s get dressed and play Lestat. Available here.


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Hollywood Vampyr tells the tale of the young female vampire Fatal (Nora Zimmett), a former heroin addict, who has embraced the underground gothic sub-culture. She decides to leave the “family” and break free from their depraved world with the help of her college tutor Tom (Jeff Marchelletta). Standing in the way is Blood (Trevor Goddard), the dominant coven leader whom she is unwillingly bound to. Against Professor Fulton’s (Muse Watson) warnings, Tom finds Fatal’s world increasingly seductive. As Fatal gradually loses the only person she trusts, she suddenly discovers destiny has other wicked plans.

This is the latest in the line of Goth Horror from the folks at Brain Damage that comes off as a kind of rehash of Interview with the Vampire based in the Goth club scene, with a pair of club owners vying for the love and respect of all their freaky club kids, and a guy who keeps tabs on it all in his college thesis journal. I’m thinking that being a Goth, or at least a fan of Goth, might be a prerequisite for enjoying this flick. There’s an awful lot of dialogue being spilt defending the virtues of the Goth lifestyle, and it comes off as erroneously divisive and self-protective, since the world portrayed is really more depraved than not. It just seems more fun to have them all nasty and lusting, rather than being the happy, creative people that they’ve been described to be in the script. Labeling this flick as horror is also questionable. There’s this scene that seems to imply that one of the club owners, Blood, has some paranormal power over his minions by entering into a girl’s suicidal dream. But, that was about it for the scary stuff. The rest of the flick turns out to be an after school special about Goth kids gone bad.

Barry Meyer is a writer sweating it out in Jersey.



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