Shower of Blood

Despite the wonderful looking petite Lisa the whole coherence of this movie fell apart so badly that by the third quarter all that held my attention was the uncanny similarity of Uncle Marty's voice with that of the character Dr. Wallace Breen in the Half-Life 2 computer game. It's almost like Martin Shannon and Robert Culp share the same larynx! As for this movie... ummm... I nearly forgot it already. Did anyone else notice the likeness?

Okay, it's an amusing movie although I'd like to have seen the actors having more fun with their roles - there isn't a plot to speak of, just a series of vampirish clichés punctuating the numerous occasions the actresses get their kit off - plenty of silicone on display, fake blood and the occasional half decent cgi transformation. Rent it if you have to but don't buy it!

Seeing this movie rated at 2.7 is why I literally just signed up to IMDb so I could correct what really needs to be corrected.

This is the worst film I have ever seen. I rented it many years ago in my local video store hoping to see a good movie. I got nothing but a terrible, low budget, badly scripted, nonsensical pile of rubbish.

It really is an awful film. What annoys me is the only reason this film has any "decent" rating at all is due to the immature people rating it as a good film down to the fact they thought it was "so bad it was good" which as a film review is about as helpful as a reading a review for the wrong film.

Please save yourself the money and time by not watching this film. How it ended up in my video store I will never know.

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As the title suggests there is quite a lot of blood on display here. Still the nudity factor is even higher. On the other hand the main villain here has a field day and it's almost enticing watching him (no pun intended). But even with all those good things in favor of the movie, it has quite a few downfalls.

Obviously this is shot on a very low budget, so you have to take that in account for. Still the script should have been worked on quite a bit more. Most of the jokes are just not funny. The jump scares are not working (making even the "jumping cat" seem like a genius and genuine scare) and character relationships seem to constantly change. Dialogue isn't really a selling point either. Still everyone has different taste, though I wouldn't recommend a "blind buy" with this ... (rent it first)

This film is rotten through and through.

As you may note from my one line summary I was initially going to do a review in the style of "Sh*t Sandwich" but thought better of it.

I'm usually a big fan of Tartan Terror, Terror 2000 or Addictive Film releases but this one was just embarrassing.

The acting was diabolical, the story was lame, the childish fart noises were (frankly) bewildering and the countless nude/sex scenes were as erotic as two dogs dry humping.

I will grudgingly admit, however, that the SFX were passable considering the obviously limited budget.

This film is a dud in every conceivable way.

First off: generic title cards. Second: overly dark photography went out with the 1980s. Third: incredibly un-erotic nudity during the generic opening title cards. Fourth: puking and farting from plastic-looking Megan (Robin Brown) is neither funny nor necessary.

Now that we have that out of the way.....

Two drunken, flatulent couples spend the night at an uncle's house in the woods. They drink, fart again, puke again, and, mercifully, shower. After Unc shows up later that evening, he reveals himself to be a vampire. That ten seconds-long premise is stretched out to 79 minutes, 65 minutes of that is either the girls getting nude and showering, or the guys acting like idiots and smashing beer cans against their heads. After seeing Megan puking, belching, and farting repeatedly in the first two scenes, are we supposed to find it erotic to see her nude in the shower and on the bed? When the creepy as hell Uncle gets into bed with her, it was more nauseating than arousing. I was actually happy when her character was finally killed, because it meant an end to (some of) the constant farting.

The title might attract one's attention, but don't get one's hopes up; this IQ-killing time-waster is long on flatulence and nudity, but very short on anything else. Lia Montelongo and Melissa Mountifield's ample nudity is the only attraction here.