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Blood & Chocolate (DVD)
We have to accept there are sequential patterns to existence. Like that bad as Mars stories might be, Venus stories probably could be worse. I'm often wondering is the same relation holds for vampire movies and werewolf movies, but I fear that actually trying to find out for sure might lead me to go bungee-jumping off the High Coast Bridge using 2mm thick copper wire as cord.
Anyway, this is a werewolf movie from the esteemed creators of the movie Underworld, which I believe schizmatic succinctly summed up earlier on this LJ better than I ever can do.
Properly belonging in the romantic horror sub-genre, Blood & Chocolate is like, well, very much like Underworld with werewolves instead of vampires and less action and more romance. We have the Good Werewolf Chick with her tragic past (she is white-furred as a wolf. Guess you didn't see that coming, huh?), underground club/meeting spot for these lupines, the outsider male love interest who of course is a really good fighter and not just a nerd when it comes down to it*, the conspiring not-humans, the nasty werewolf leader, the destiny of our heroine, references to comic books, ranting against Humanity, corny history lessons, very predictable plot, and it is all set in Eastern Europe (where our werewolf girl apparently has spent a decade from he childhood without picking up enough of an accent). And our werewolfish (sorry, loup garou) heroine engages in a little town-hopping off corners and dumpsters (yeah, I know, some people actually do this as some sort a community thing) which gives it all a decidely hilarious twist which probably is entirely unintended.
I mostly wondered why the werewolves wore clothes when they in fuzzy slow-mo light turned to wolves but were naked when they turned back. Where did the clothes go? Might the universe be destroyed by that energy imbalance? Might that in turn be desirable to watching a Blood & Chocolate II?
But the pictures of Ceaucescu's palace in the beginning are nice.
*That's really loathsome. I hate that. Can't the people who write these things let our parahuman heroine, be she a sorceress, vampire, werewolf, amazon or whatever, be in fact significantly stronger than her male love hubby? Must the guy end up to be an Even Better Fighter or Even Stronger Parahuman? It is like taking the heroine role and use it to establish male dominance in the end anyway. Sheesh, that's probably the stereotypical use of the heroines in fiction anyway, but this is the 21st century. Aw.
We have to accept there are sequential patterns to existence. Like that bad as Mars stories might be, Venus stories probably could be worse. I'm often wondering is the same relation holds for vampire movies and werewolf movies, but I fear that actually trying to find out for sure might lead me to go bungee-jumping off the High Coast Bridge using 2mm thick copper wire as cord.
Anyway, this is a werewolf movie from the esteemed creators of the movie Underworld, which I believe schizmatic succinctly summed up earlier on this LJ better than I ever can do.
Properly belonging in the romantic horror sub-genre, Blood & Chocolate is like, well, very much like Underworld with werewolves instead of vampires and less action and more romance. We have the Good Werewolf Chick with her tragic past (she is white-furred as a wolf. Guess you didn't see that coming, huh?), underground club/meeting spot for these lupines, the outsider male love interest who of course is a really good fighter and not just a nerd when it comes down to it*, the conspiring not-humans, the nasty werewolf leader, the destiny of our heroine, references to comic books, ranting against Humanity, corny history lessons, very predictable plot, and it is all set in Eastern Europe (where our werewolf girl apparently has spent a decade from he childhood without picking up enough of an accent). And our werewolfish (sorry, loup garou) heroine engages in a little town-hopping off corners and dumpsters (yeah, I know, some people actually do this as some sort a community thing) which gives it all a decidely hilarious twist which probably is entirely unintended.
I mostly wondered why the werewolves wore clothes when they in fuzzy slow-mo light turned to wolves but were naked when they turned back. Where did the clothes go? Might the universe be destroyed by that energy imbalance? Might that in turn be desirable to watching a Blood & Chocolate II?
But the pictures of Ceaucescu's palace in the beginning are nice.
*That's really loathsome. I hate that. Can't the people who write these things let our parahuman heroine, be she a sorceress, vampire, werewolf, amazon or whatever, be in fact significantly stronger than her male love hubby? Must the guy end up to be an Even Better Fighter or Even Stronger Parahuman? It is like taking the heroine role and use it to establish male dominance in the end anyway. Sheesh, that's probably the stereotypical use of the heroines in fiction anyway, but this is the 21st century. Aw.