Kristine Rose Movies
- 1993
- R
Three stalwarts of made-for-TV productions -- Harry Hamlin, Michael Ironside, and Steve Railsback -- team up for this erotic thriller. Hamlin plays a mild-mannered accountant who takes up with an intriguing stranger (Lysette Anthony), who happens to harbor multiple personalities: seductress, prude, and saint. ~ Michael Hastings, All Movie Guide
- 1992
- R
The man with the granite mug (Ray Sharkey) appears as Stoneface, a crook who has stashed his ill-gotten loot in the trunk of a Rolls-Royce which two unsuspecting guys have "borrowed" from one of their uncles. The fellows, of course, are unaware that there is loot in their car trunk; they're on their way to a modeling contest where one guy's girlfriend is a hot model. The two bozos soon get involved in an all-out chase when Stoneface wants his dough back. ~ All Movie Guide
- 1992
- R
A virtual remake of Katt Shea Ruben's existentialist vampire opus Dance of the Damned, this direct-to-video item revisits the tale of a brooding bloodsucker (Scott Valentine) who befriends a suicidal stripper (Charlie Spradling), reveals his sanguinary intentions to her, and entices her to enjoy the dark pleasures of immortality. Where Ruben's film rose above exploitation status through believable performances, well-written dialogue, and artful camerawork, this pointless remake chooses instead to wallow in the seamier elements of its subject matter: nudity, copious gore, and the occasional violent action sequence. Leads Valentine and Spradling are incapable of elevating the material with convincing performances. ~ Cavett Binion, All Movie Guide
- Starring:
- Scott Valentine, Charlie Spradling, (more)
- 1991
- R
An early, derivative effort from Charles Band's incredibly prolific direct-to-video outfit Full Moon Productions, this is an undercooked stew of a dozen horror plots, particularly Child's Play and Night of the Living Dead. A tough lady-cop (Tracy Scoggins) is forced to curtail her task of collaring a pair of sleazy gun-smugglers in an abandoned toy warehouse when the toys suddenly spring to life at the command of a murderous demon-child. While the policewoman tries vainly to organize the hapless humans trapped in the warehouse (pudgy rent-a-cop, transient, chicken delivery boy), the possessed playthings move in for the kill. The silly proceedings are helped along by whirlwind editing, the attractive, butt-kicking Scoggins, and a colorful assortment of monsters -- including a fanged jack-in-the-box, a laser-shooting robot, a ferocious teddy bear and the potty-mouthed "Baby Oopsy-Daisy." Though pretty slick overall, the entire exercise is flattened by the script's dreadful attempts at humor -- particularly from the demon himself, whose stupid Freddy Krueger-isms are like nails on a blackboard. ~ Cavett Binion, All Movie Guide
- 1991
- R
Fashion photographer Andi turns to private eye Dave to help clear her of a murder she claims to have been framed for. Including scantily-dressed models and plots concerning drugs and blackmail, this thriller contains nudity, violence, profanity and sexual situations--though one could never guess from the title. ~ Kristie Hassen, All Movie Guide
