Witchcraft 3 - Der Kuss des Todes

Will Spanner (Charles Solomon Jr.) is now an attorney and not living a life as a warlock. But, another warlock named Louis (Domonic Luciana) steps into his life and is messing things up. He has committed murder using Spanner's car in hit and run and is after his girlfriend Charlotte (Lisa Toothman) as well. Guess he's going to have to get his warlock on and fight this guy.

Usually three strikes means your out, but not in this series. An endless parade of more sequels has followed. While I do believe Rachel Feldman may have been the most competent director so far in the series, you still gotta have something to work with. The film gets silly and nonsensical. Not to mention the effects while once again used sparingly (which is good) are pretty cheesy.

THE KISS OF DEATH is the third in a series of incessantly-made straight-to-video horrors that together form the WITCHCRAFT series. The first two films in the franchise were below par and this is no different, a near-indistinguishable entry filled with the usual softcore fumblings and mild horror.

Once again male protagonist Charles Solomon Jr. returns to the series playing the good-hearted warlock just trying to get on with his life (and love life). Unfortunately for him a rival warlock has evil in his heart and is killing a series of women in order to give his love eternal life. The two men eventually come to blows but not before lots of characters have bedded each other and female nudity is thrown into the mix.

THE KISS OF DEATH makes for boring viewing and one that's devoid of interest. Solomon Jr.'s character couldn't get any less interesting and the lack of money means that there are few effects scenes or indeed life in the picture. In fact, it only really gets going at the climax which offers up some of the usual action nonsense. Many more films were to follow...

WITCHCRAFT III: THE KISS OF DEATH opens in a bar / club, or it could be a coal mine, since it's really too dark to see much. Thankfully, in addition to the murkiness, everyone is dressed in black! In no time, a woman is killed via the titular lip-lock by a mysterious man, who we soon learn is named Louis.

Louis goes on to meet Will Spanner (Charles Solomon Jr.) from part 2, who is now a defense attorney. Will's fashion designer wife, Charlotte (Lisa Toothman) doesn't understand his bizarre behavior, lately. Apparently, she missed part two of this series! Of course, it doesn't help that Will's last name was "Adams" then! Either that, or Charlotte's too busy outfitting models for her latest curtain / comforter concoctions.

The murders continue until the final confrontation sends Will and Louis hurtling through Charlotte's fall collection!

Part 3 has far less story and more nudity than its predecessors. This is when the seemingly endless sequels began turning away from any semblance of horror, and increasingly into the silly, soft core cheeeze arena...

The classic struggle between good and evil for the love of a woman. Sometimes sexy, mostly dull though. Film has a good enough premise, but the treatment is botched. Bad acting & effects, shoestring budget and inept direction are its main faults. Unrated; Sexual Situations, Violence, Adult Themes, Nudity, and Profanity.

You might think that a film this weak would be the kiss of death for any horror franchise, but not the Witchcraft series: despite Part III being yet another utterly unmemorable example of cheap and nasty straight to video crud, the films just kept on coming (there's sixteen of them to date!).

I might be a bit sketchy about the details of this one since I struggled to stay awake, but I seem to recall that son of a witch William (Charles Solomon Jr.) is now a defense attorney, trying to prevent the innocent from being sent to death row. When evil warlock Louis (Domonic Luciana) gets between William and his big-breasted girlfriend Charlotte (Lisa Toothman), the lawyer must use his supernatural powers to fight back.

As with the previous two Witchcraft films, the production values are very low, the acting is pitiful, and the plot is completely unremarkable. Director Rachel Feldman tries to keep punters happy with a spot of soft-core sex and some gratuitous nudity, but even that proves boring. Unless you happen to be a movie masochist like myself, you would probably be better off giving this one a miss.