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May 2013

Film Review - Kiss of the Damned


Vampire movies have had it rough lately, what with the “Twilight” saga managing to regress fearsome, sensual creatures into dour Teen Beat centerfolds, complete with shimmering skin. “Kiss of the Damned” isn’t a rebuttal to the world of Edward Cullen, but it does a fine job reminding audiences that bloodsuckers are far more amorous and reprehensible than popular culture suggests. Stylish and seductive, “Kiss of the Damned” is more of a macabre snapshot than a cohesive picture, capturing a specific throb of sexuality that helps to ignore frustratingly slack storytelling from writer/director Xan Cassavetes, daughter of famed filmmaker John Cassavetes. Read the rest at

Film Review - Generation Um...


There are times when “Generation Um…” is an authentic indie production, and there are moments where it feels like a parody of one. At the very least, it’ll be the one film this year where the audience is treated to a sequence comprised entirely of star Keanu Reeves eating two cupcakes. Perhaps that alone should be a gauge to the must-seeness of the movie. For those who decide to stick it out, “Generation Um…” doesn’t reward the patience, supplying a meandering, intellectually shallow inspection of fried minds attempting to communicate their innermost pain while bombing around New York City. It’s a patience-tester, salvaged only a smidge by Reeves’s uncanny ability to remain perfectly still while his co-stars strap on acting school rocket packs and pinball around the frame. Read the rest at

Blu-ray Review - Dead Sushi

DEAD SUSHI Rina Takeda

"Dead Sushi" hits a note of insanity that's wholly entertaining and frequently uproarious. It's a Japanese production that manages to merge the madcap and the macabre with a defined sense of humor, making sure to remind those horrified by the geysers of blood and peels of filleted skin that, in the end, it's all about having a good time at the movies. It's a difficult tonal tightrope walk, yet writer/director Noboru Iguchi manages to construct an outlandish feature that never overstays its welcome and offers some true originality as it mines the monster madness of old. After all, it's nearly impossible to dislike a film that highlights flying sushi, a man-sized tuna antagonist (wielding an ax, natch), and offers a song performed by a friendly portion of tamago. "Dead Sushi" is nuts, but its absurdity is most appetizing. Read the rest at