| Embrace
              of the Vampire  (1987, dir: Anne Goursaud, cast: Alyssa Milano,
              Martin Kemp, Charlotte Lewis, Rachel True, Jennifer Tilly, Harrison Pruett,
            Jordan Ladd)       
			 
			Alyssa
              Milano's mother (who is also her manager) has made a crusade of tracking
              down nudie pics of her daughter on the internet. She's denounced
              such websites' "exploitation" on national TV, and has even developed a
              side business as a cybercop, lending her web-busting skills to other stars. Milano's mother/manager could have saved herself the trouble had she instead
              steered her daughter away from doing this film.
 Embrace
              of the Vampire is softcore horror porn, and the source for many of
              those Milano skin pics. Maybe it seemed a good idea at the time. After TV's Who's the Boss was canceled (but
              before Charmed returned Milano to star status) Milano was just another unemployed former
              child actress. I dunno, maybe it seemed like a good career move at
              the time. Milano
              stated in interviews that she wanted to demonstrate that she was not the
              goody-two-shoes girl she'd played in Who's the Boss.
              
              In other words, she wanted to "grow" as an actress. So she did Embrace
                of the Vampire, in which she goes topless in several scenes, engages
              in a lesbian romp with Charlotte Lewis, and participates in orgies with
              characters tonguing various parts of her nude body. Mission
              accomplished. Actually, Embrace
              of the Vampire uses Milano's virginal image from Who's
                the Boss by casting her as ... a virgin. A virgin whose boobs
              are straining against her too-tight blouse and who undresses before her
              boyfriend (albeit asking him not to look), but still, a virgin. A
              virgin who dreams of orgies and fondles lesbians and doesn't know why. Here's
              why: Milano is the reincarnation of Martin Kemp's true love. Some
              300 years ago, a pack of scantily clad vampresses turned Kemp into a vampire
              during
              a blood orgy. Now that he's rediscovered Milano, he has three nights
              to rekindle her love for him. If so, they will live forever as vampires. If not, he dies and loses her forever. Why the
              sudden three-night deadline? Why not. The plot
              and
              motivations are paper thin, as is typical of porn. Milano wanders
              around campus, wondering why she's having so many sexual dreams, even daydreams. Her boyfriend wanders about, wondering if she's so pure. Kemp wanders
              about, seen by Milano but often not by others.  Lewis wanders about
              for some bisexual action. Other collegiates wander about their parties
              and campus back alleys for some hetero action. Amid all this wandering
              there's much carnal action, and more carnal dreaming. Occasionally,
              Kemp kills someone for dissing Milano. John Stanley (in his Creature
              Features movie guide) correctly refers to it as a "meandering, almost
                formless script." Kemp has
              the best lines. Like many vampires, he agonizes and suffers a hyper-romantic vampire angst over a lost love. His appearance is a touch
              effeminate (too much eyeliner), but it lends an appropriate sinister element
              to his character. He is part romantic vampire, part bloodthirsty
              beast.  Lewis's small part is pointless to the "story." All
              that's required is that she undress, and when she does, it was worth the
              wait. Rachel True (The
                Craft) has an even smaller role, the fate of all the characters who
              keep their clothes on. All of
              the above three are more interesting, more charismatic, than Milano or
              her boyfriend. At film's end, Kemp's tearful bloodthirsty angst,
              and Milano's tearful rediscovery of her love, the "tragic" star-crossed
              ending, and the Christian iconography, all mirror Coppola's Bram
                Stoker's Dracula (1992). One senses that director Goursaud was
              trying
              to rise above her porn material. However,
              this is no poor woman's Bram
                Stoker's Dracula. Milano is no Winona Ryder and Kemp is no Gary
              Oldman. For that matter, none of the other talent on this film compare
              to their counterparts. And the budget just isn't there. The
              strength of low-budget horror is a gritty authenticity, which this film
              tries to hide rather than utilize.   
   How low
              was the budget? Listen, I was an extra on both Bram
                Stoker's Dracula and Embrace
              of the Vampire. (In both instances, I kept my clothes on.) I worked
              one day on Embrace
                of the Vampire. Don't look for me, I ended up on the cutting
              room floor, and extras are rarely mentioned in credits. But let me
              tell you an "inside story" on the making of this film: We were
              shooting in a nightclub on the Sunset Strip. The extras were divided
              into three camps: union, nonunion, and Modesto extras. Union extras
              earn the most, especially once overtime kicks in, so they were wrapped
              after eight hours (they were only hired in the first place to fill a union
              quota). This was during my nonunion days (I'm in SAG now), so I put in a full 14 hours, after which we were paid in cash and
              wrapped. The Modesto extras were still working when we left. Now what,
              you may ask, is a Modesto extra? I also wondered, and so I asked
              one. I was told they were from an acting class in Modesto, California. They had been bussed in to work on the film as part of a "class assignment." In other words, they were PAYING to come to work. There's
              not a whole lot to learn about being an extra. It's neither glamourous
              nor difficult. And nonunion extra jobs for twentysomethings are VERY
              EASY to come by. The lampposts in Los Angeles are covered with flyers
              seeking cattle, ehr, extras. I did it for the cash, and because if
              you do it often enough, you increase your chances of getting into the union
              (which I did, after some 13 grueling months). NEVER
              PAY for the "chance" to be an extra, not in Los Angeles. I made the
              mistake of volunteering to be an extra a few times, but wised up after
              a few months. My guess is the producers of Embrace
                of the Vampire paid this acting teacher to bus down some cattle, and
              paid far less than even nonunion extras cost. I know this teacher
              was getting paid by the students, and that they were not getting paid to
              be on the film. Another
              inside story: Someone stole a silver pin belonging to a crew member. She
              was near tears because it had sentimental value. Never leave anything
              of value lying around on a set. And some
              trivia: John Stanley says this film was "originally conceived as The
                Nosferatu Diaries," but on the set, we were told the working
              title was The Collector. Embrace
              of the Vampire is a decent time-killer ... barely. If you're
              looking for horror, there are hundreds of better films. Dozens of
            better vampire films. Even many superior erotic vampire films -- Vampyres (British, 1975) comes to mind. But if
            you're looking for Milano nudies, this is the film to see. Review copyright by Thomas
              M. Sipos   
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