Vampire's Kiss, 1988
Literary agent Peter (Nicholas Cage) lives an indulgent party lifestyle full of drinking and hookups, though he frequently sees a therapist (Elizabeth Ashley) to sort through his various issues. One night he is bitten by a mysterious woman (Jennifer Beals) who may or may not be real. As Peter becomes more and more convinced that he is a vampire, his neuroses escalates in conjunction with harassing and terrorizing a woman named Alva (Maria Conchita Alonso) who works as a secretary at his firm.
Um . . . huh.
This movie is like a hamburger/chocolate/lemon smoothie---it's a mix of things that are good on their own but when whirled together they just don't quite work.
Did I ultimately mind Cage's all-in bizarro performance as Peter? Ultimately, no, in the sense that there is something kind of compelling about watching someone un-self-consciously take it to 11. He mixes gestures big and small and some killer line deliveries.
But at the same time, this is a character who is seriously mentally ill, to the point that he is
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sexually assaulting and killing people.
sexually assaulting and killing people.
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There is something incredibly disturbing about the entire subplot involving Alva and Peter's ongoing harassment of her. The intention of the film is to play this subplot for dark comedy, but for me it was too unpleasant to find any bleak humor. Like, I get the commentary as everyone knows what's happening to Alva from the other secretaries to the head of the company. We're given an anger-inducing look at Peter and some of the other top men at the company laughing about Alva's distress after Peter chases her into the women's room to berate her for not finding an elusive contract. But too often it felt as if we were meant to laugh at Alva's fear, particularly in a scene where after hours Peter corners Alva in an abandoned storage space. I'd suspected that
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Peter would kill or try to kill Alva, and so the fact that it concludes with the more "real" outcome of him raping her just made me feel depressed.
Peter would kill or try to kill Alva, and so the fact that it concludes with the more "real" outcome of him raping her just made me feel depressed.
At its heart, I actually think that the premise is incredibly cool and interesting. It's like some weird combination of
Martin and
American Psycho. But the tonal difference between Cage's outlandish performance and Alva's very realistic suffering made for a frustrating combination. Alonso's distressed performance is just too impactful next to all of the other wacky shennanigans.
Shout out to Kasi Lemmons, who I love, and whenever I see her on screen I'm always like "You directed
Eve's Bayou!!!"
It makes for compelling watching, but I don't know how much I can say that I enjoyed it. I did think that the direction and editing was really strong, especially things like the conversation with the therapist toward the end.