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Several years ago I was wandering the video store and the box for this movie caught my eye. It featured a big burly guy with plastic fangs looming over a busty lady. I knew it would be terrible, but some sick twisted perverted sense of curiosity made me rent it. I'm still having nightmares.What we have here folks is a classic case of "lets get a video camera, some friends, and use the money we found in the sofa cushions as a budget" school of film-making. No plot, no lighting, no directing, no acting, and no script. We have our vampire cop hero who can sometimes be seen trying to keep the plastic fangs from popping out of his mouth. He also hangs upside and we are treated to the lovely sight of his deodorant all clumped up in his armpit hair (and no I'm not making this up). Next we have the villain who seems to thing he's Sir Laurence Olivier reborn. The we have the reporter chick who drops her top at the drop of a hat. And the world's longest drawn-out slo-mo scene that will make you curse the day slo-mo was invented.You've been warned.
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