WARNING: This review contains some foul language and has an above-the-norm pissed off Arrow ranting. Reader discretion is advised.
This
review has been Rated R by the
Motion Picture
Association of America.
Let’s face it friends...we live in one
hell of a fucked up world with fucked up peeps in it. You know the drill;
people who had a rough upbringing and use it as an excuse for all the
shitty things that they do, people who are lost and would rather believe
bullshit than face reality, people who prey on the weak to make
themselves feel stronger and people who use others as emotional crutches.
Well, this film is about all those people. YIPPEE FUCKY DOO! What ever happened
to standing up straight, lifting your head up high with pride and dealing
with your issues like REAL men or women? GRRRRRR!!!
This tale is sadly based on a true
story which made what transpired even harder to digest for me. I mean,
are folks that stupid??? Throughout
the running time of this flick, I just kept cursing like a sailor! I
started off early by cussing the pathetic leader Rob (Fuller) non-stop. I
was literally spitting gobs of saliva at my TV screen! I
just couldn’t get over how Rob believed in his own bull crap. Sure
buddy, you’re a vampire who has a coven in New Orleans…pleaseee…get
a freakin' job already before I backhand your silly ass! Then to make it
worse, I also couldn’t get past how his dumbass crew actually went
along with it his asinine jive like blind mice in need of a heavy
stomping. I’ve had
conversations with sheep (I was on something, let it go) who showcased
more individuality than these imbeciles! Which brings me to where the
film is at most fault in this regard…
The script just never gave me enough
background info or substance on any of these human trashcans so that I
might actually be able to grasp why they would A) Need to run away from home
B) Go along with this Vampire fantasy and C) In some cases, commit murder
because of it. What were the reasons behind their actions? Hell if I know,
because all I saw here were a bunch of twats with no spines in dire
need of a baseball bat lesson from yours truly. Sure, I got hints of one
dude getting molested in his past or some shite like that, but that
wasn’t even close to enough to justify his actions; quit your whining,
lift your sack and go get some professional help!!
The flick
did almost get it right when
it came to the endearing Kelly Krueger and her character of Heather though. The
gal acted almost normal, was quite cute and I came close to connecting to
her, but alas, the script went on to ruin even that positive “joo-joo” by
making her a passive weakling. I’m supposed to believe that Heather was
trying to escape this motley crew of nitwits??? Why should I? She never really tried to flee! Take that tampon out of your ass
girl and DO SOMETHING! Pretend you have to go wee-wee in the bushes and
run! TAKE ACTION! She did nothing, nada, jack all. In consequence,
I
felt no sympathy whatsoever for her or any of these kids and wished them
all the electric chair and the gas chamber AT THE SAME TIME!
On an entertainment level, the story
was told via two different flashbacks and unfortunately for my BORED self,
neither one was interesting enough to get into. In fact, apart
from the murders-- nothing really happens here! The film’s bland and
detached execution didn’t help that either. Nobody and
nothing is explored! COME ON! But the biggest drag of all was the
middle section which entailed our heroes’ redundant road trip to New
Orleans. How many times are they going to show scenes of them stopping cars to then have nothing
but trivial bickering occur? TOO MANY DAMN
TIMES! I mean sure this is based on a true story and maybe it really went
down that way, or maybe it didn’t. Either way this is a freakin' movie--
give me some obstacles, some tension, some high stake situations…engage
me man!
Any “nice” things to say about this
cruddy clan? Sure, I appreciated the film on a technical level; the budget was
obviously low, but director Webb still managed to inject some decent style
into the picture and use play with sounds to "up" the feel of certain scenes.
The actors were also all pretty good-- I
didn’t loathe the performers in the film, just their despicable
characters. Lastly, I grooved on the soundtrack and some of the punk/goth
or whatever you want to call them tunes popping up now and then. They kept
me awake. Best of all, the tape made for a useful beer coaster once I was
done watching it.
All in all,
"Vampire Clan" not
only bored the crap out of me, but it also grated me to the point of
seeking great vengeance in furious anger. Needless to say, I now need a
drink to take the edge off cause I’m this close to stepping outside and
beating on the vagrants polluting my doorstep. GOTTA LOVE DOWNTOWN! Get up you
bums...stop pissing on my entrance and go to work! Life
is not about handouts! They
probably think that they’re vampires too…ARRRRRGH!