LaPaglia Looks Towards Mixed Nuts; I Look Away
Innocent Blood (1992)
directed by John Landis
rating: 1 out of 5 cravats
on DVD from Netflix
I didn't know Innocent Blood was filmed in Pittsburgh - at the station where I put gas in the car, even - until the movie started. That's strange, because there's so little else to recommend it. I guess watching Robert Loggia go through his usual (wonderful) scream and rant routine as a zombie half justified my having nothing better to do, especially when he ransacks the bar at his attorney's house and his attorney is Don Rickles. Luis Guzmán shows up, and there are plenty of funny cameos - funny on paper, anyway - but the movie doesn't mesh. There isn't a single "scary" scene (a la An American Werewolf in London), and once you get past the always-entertaining swaths of Italian-American mafia stereotypes, nothing to really laugh at.
The Resurrected surprised me by not featuring the expected tawdry, low-budget sex scene; not so Innocent Blood, where for some reason La Femme Nikita is completely naked from frame one. The strange - and plentiful - sex is difficult to read as anything other than a random imposition of John Landis's domination fantasies, and it's completely inappropriate to the rest of the film. The rest of the film is terrible.
directed by John Landis
rating: 1 out of 5 cravats
on DVD from Netflix
I didn't know Innocent Blood was filmed in Pittsburgh - at the station where I put gas in the car, even - until the movie started. That's strange, because there's so little else to recommend it. I guess watching Robert Loggia go through his usual (wonderful) scream and rant routine as a zombie half justified my having nothing better to do, especially when he ransacks the bar at his attorney's house and his attorney is Don Rickles. Luis Guzmán shows up, and there are plenty of funny cameos - funny on paper, anyway - but the movie doesn't mesh. There isn't a single "scary" scene (a la An American Werewolf in London), and once you get past the always-entertaining swaths of Italian-American mafia stereotypes, nothing to really laugh at.
The Resurrected surprised me by not featuring the expected tawdry, low-budget sex scene; not so Innocent Blood, where for some reason La Femme Nikita is completely naked from frame one. The strange - and plentiful - sex is difficult to read as anything other than a random imposition of John Landis's domination fantasies, and it's completely inappropriate to the rest of the film. The rest of the film is terrible.
posted by NPK at 11:42 AM
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