I don't know why it took me so long to get
around to watching this movie, it contains every element that someone
like me could possibly ever want in a movie. Boobs, gore, 80's metal,
big hair, boobs and Traci Lords. Obviously filmed on a tiny budget,
mostly at someone's house, it seems just a tad below your average 80's
slice and dice flick in production values and acting, while still
managing to remain a smidgeon above Troma. Just a smidgeon though.
The film starts out with a depressingly bad cheesy not-so-rock band
looking for a guitarist. The singer of the band really reminded me of
Richard Simmons, and for someone trying to maintain a rock bad boy
image, Id say that's a really bad thing. I think it was the hair and
the lycra. Or perhaps the sweatbands. Anyhow, said band has a showcase
coming up, and need a guitarist asap. After exhausting their supply of
no talent losers, one of them recalls a guy living in their uncles
trailer park who plays guitar. That guy happens to be the biggest dork
that ever lived - Martin.
Martin works at the local pizza place and dreams of being a rock star.
I'm sure he'd be a great rock star if he wasn't lanky, dorky and ugly,
and if he didn't completely suck at guitar. Needless to say there are
plenty of laughs at his expense at the audition and poor Martin is
crushed. But when he meets a strange voodoo lady on his way home, all
that is about to change.
Martin makes a deal with the Devil, who turns him into the greatest
guitar player that ever lived. With his new rock star persona he gets
all that comes with it. A big house, three tonnes of pvc, a spa and all
the rock sluts he can handle. Well, three rock sluts at least. Martin,
under his new name of Angel, goes back to audition for the crappy band
and blows them all away with his supreme satanic guitar playing skills.
Cocky Angel begins to forget his days as Martin the dork and starts to
take over the band, much to bassist Greg's annoyance. Angel doesn't
care too much about what Greg thinks, but he has the hots for his
fiancé Lindsay.
Trouble starts when Angel learns that his little deal comes with a
terrible price. Regular food and drink turns toxic in his system and he
must now feast on human souls in order to stay alive.
This movie was cheesy and fantastic for all the right reasons, but
something still feels like it missed the mark. It was a great and
simple idea but (perhaps due to budget restraints) feels very closed
in. The plot had potential to be very big but feels held back. Also I
found it strange to feel compassion for Martin/Angel in the beginning
to dislike, back to compassion and finally dislike again. I had no idea
what I was meant to be feeling about any of the characters.
But who here likes thinking anyway? Not me! Man Traci Lords is so damn
hot.
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Year: 1991
