A discussion of cult films by two guys located in a basement somewhere in the Pacific Northwest. Matt holds a B.S. and M.S. in physics, and works as an aerospace engineer. Mark holds a B.S. in biochemistry and works as a research technician... both are graduates of Snohomish High School Class of 91/92 respectiviely, none of which qualifies them to discuss film in any meaningful way... so... "caveat emptor" and all that.
Our second Park Chan-wook film review, Matt and Mark review Thirst from 2009 while in the midst of our Vampire Weekends movie marathon. A lesser film than the more intense Oldboy, Thirst deals with the moral dilemma of vampiric transformation and its predatory aspects. While Matt took issue with the insertion of Catholic guilt, Mark enjoyed the film's more visceral aspects. Matt's viewing comprehension was piss poor this go around, but luckily Mark's astute viewing habits mopped up the film's fine details.
The Vampire Weekends movie review marathon rolls on and this week, as Matt and Mark review the very 80's The Lost Boys from 1987. A modern retelling of Peter Pan with vampire teenagers? Besides the flying and the name, we're not big enough Pan Fans to give this much credence. While Matt liked exactly the opposite of what Ebert liked (Is Mark the anti-Ebert incarnate?), Matt indulged the very 80's aspects of this film, including the first union of the Two-Coreys, and the whole "I wear my sun-glasses at night" Corey Hart tribute.
The unsung Christopher Lee stars as the titular Dracula in this classic Hammer Horror film released in 1958. Titled "Horror of Dracula" stateside, as to not confuse the Bela Lugosi holdouts 25 years earlier, Lee defines menace and could arguable be the best portrayal of the undead count. Liberally reworked from the original Bram Stoker novel, it captures Le'essance of the Dracula idea, a seductive charming wraith with a supernatural force complimenting the natural ensemble. While we all wait for Bahaus to change the lyrics over to "Christopher Lee is Dead", we have this cinematic horror gem to relish.
Our first film review in the "Vampire Weekends" movie marathon, this week we review Jarmusch's Only Lovers Left Alive. A film about the human continuum and the essence of nostalgia, it uses the vampire lovers Adam and Eve as juxtaposition to describe humanity's attachments to the past and the nature of art. To create art is to embrace mortality and the material. And while a compulsion, it may weigh heavy on the immortal mind. An excellent vampire film, however all that hipster name-dropping ship can go hang. "Yeah man, I know Jack White. blah-blah-blah".