"Necropolis" is passable entertainment as far as this kind of low, low budget cheese ball horror goes. It stars LeeAnne Baker as Eva, a witch in 17th century New Amsterdam who lives on through the ages. In the 20th century, she's reincarnated as a leather wearing, motorcycle riding punk babe in a miniskirt. Here she goes about her business of sucking the life out of various chump victims, or otherwise using her power of suggestion to get them to off themselves. Her other order of business is finding some all powerful Satanic ring which further helps her to extend her life span.
Pretty much everything about this agreeably stupid movie is inane, from the dialogue to the characters to the nonsensical "story", concocted by director Bruce Hickey. Of course, you just *know* this one is going to stink to high heaven, seeing that also listed in the credits is Tim Kincaid ("Breeders", "Riot on 42nd Street") as a producer. Ed French supplies the special makeup effects, and as usual his work is about as good as it could have been given whatever minimal budget he must have had. He should take a bow for the one unqualified highlight that "Necropolis" can boast. I won't reveal much, but let's just say that it involves several breasts and several thirsty ghouls.
The performances are every bit as lame as one can expect. Baker is sexy, no doubt about that, but she's pretty dull as an antagonist. Michael Conte is the cop investigating the trail of bodies that she leaves behind, Jacquie Fitz is the reporter whom Conte romances, and William K. Reed is the knowledgeable reverend who looks after troubled youth.
If the prospective viewer is looking for something that they can jeer at with friends, "Necropolis" should fit the bill.
By the way, if you think the score sounds familiar at times, that's because "Necropolis" uses music from the movies "Eliminators", "Trancers", and "The Alchemist".
Five out of 10.
Pretty much everything about this agreeably stupid movie is inane, from the dialogue to the characters to the nonsensical "story", concocted by director Bruce Hickey. Of course, you just *know* this one is going to stink to high heaven, seeing that also listed in the credits is Tim Kincaid ("Breeders", "Riot on 42nd Street") as a producer. Ed French supplies the special makeup effects, and as usual his work is about as good as it could have been given whatever minimal budget he must have had. He should take a bow for the one unqualified highlight that "Necropolis" can boast. I won't reveal much, but let's just say that it involves several breasts and several thirsty ghouls.
The performances are every bit as lame as one can expect. Baker is sexy, no doubt about that, but she's pretty dull as an antagonist. Michael Conte is the cop investigating the trail of bodies that she leaves behind, Jacquie Fitz is the reporter whom Conte romances, and William K. Reed is the knowledgeable reverend who looks after troubled youth.
If the prospective viewer is looking for something that they can jeer at with friends, "Necropolis" should fit the bill.
By the way, if you think the score sounds familiar at times, that's because "Necropolis" uses music from the movies "Eliminators", "Trancers", and "The Alchemist".
Five out of 10.