Twelve adolescent brats go deep into the jungle looking for assigned trouble and manage to wreak havoc on unsuspecting audience. Or perhaps, deserving audience who should have known better; the movie poster sports the name of the director, the ever incomparable Razak Mohaideen, with his academic credential proudly emblazoned. The movie is obviously not high-art, but it is not craft, either. It is clear that the actors are badly-paid students from the professor’s lecture; there are so many of them that he can murder them in protracted sequences. It is, he said, to give the students the chance to act—he is half right. The soundtrack is a disturbing cacophony of pop music and what the good professor mistakenly conceives as pop music; and to add to the auditory torture a certain girl will scream the name of a purported hero again and again, and again. The only suspense in this movie is the anxious wait we suffer as we earnestly pray that the tardy vampire will strangle her.
Posted by lotx0001 at May 16, 2005 01:35 AM