Dir. Ron Carlson
AKA Pear Blossom
New Year’s Eve, 1969. Totally hot, ample-bosomed lesbian lovers Brooke (Sophie Monk) and Rhea (Anya Lahiri) are at a totally hot, swinging party in LA. The evening’s glitter ball bedazzled festivities are cut short when Brooke stumbles into the bathroom and interrupts Hollywood A-lister Warren James (Justin Shilton) totally attempting to rape a young fan (Scout Taylor-Compton – Halloween, Halloween II). Brooke, being a totally hot, feisty and opinionated lesbian (well it was the Sixties!) naturally objects to this sort of not-cool behaviour and stabs the would-be rapist in the throat. In a really hot, pouty way. A lot. Escaping to the desert in their car (“I just wish I could let the top down and let this warm desert air cleanse my body”), Brooke and Rhea then encounter God herself (supermodel-slash-actress Angela Lindvall), who, after she takes on the form of a cheap CGI sandstorm, is revealed to be A TOTALLY HOT GIRL! Who is naturally clad in very see through, very skimpy negligee. She offers to turn the pair into immortal, vampiric angels of death, destined to wander the earth destroying evil wherever they find it.
Cut to forty years later. Our leggy lesbian lovers are resurrected from their desert tomb/womb to begin their totally divine mission. This naturally involves a shot of them strutting along a moonlit desert highway in their sexy lingerie. Not in slow motion though, because that would just be silly. Enamoured with her newfound power and immortality however, sassy Brooke decides that satisfying her constant bloodlust is much more fun than doing God’s work and goes on a totally horrifying killing spree that only Rhea can end!!
Life Blood holds much promise in its trashy, irreverent premise. Dubbed ‘Daughters Of Darkness meets Thelma and Louise’, the concept of hot lipstick lesbian vampires getting it on and kicking ass in the name of the Lord (who is also an alluring and provocatively attired hottie, of course) holds the promise of much guilty pleasure. But does it deliver on this lurid and preposterous promise? Hell, yeah! Well actually, yes and no. While there is much to delight here – lesbians, midget cops, boobs, gore, ludicrously funny dialogue, irresistible campiness and a sordid Joie de vivre all executed with a quirky camp charm, Life Blood positively zips along for its first act, content to revel in its own kinky trashiness. Until our lesbian lovelies need to seek refuge from the rising sun, that is.
When they hide out at a gas station, the movie pretty much slams on the breaks and doesn’t seem to know what to do next. While it is necessary to the plot for Brooke and Rhea to hide from the sun in a confined location, and was also most likely due to budget constraints, the second act feels dragged out, with the rest of the film playing out in the confines of the gas station. Having Brooke kill and drink the blood of whoever enters the station just isn’t enough, and the story skimps on the alluring promise of vampire lesbians ridding the world of nasty sinners. Even the priceless dialogue (“Can we close the blinds? This desert’s really hot”) can’t keep things ticking over. A modest body count is racked up nonetheless as Brooke offs everyone who enters the gas station, appropriately (yet very oddly) called 'Murder World.' And that is pretty much it for the rest of the film! She also bumps of Rhea when they have a
The avenging angel theme recalls such titles as The Prophecy and recent clunker Legion, but Life Blood never really does anything with the intriguing premise of God-created, heavenly vampiric avengers sent to drain the life from sinners who cross their path. Instead, what we get is a movie set in a gas station in which two lesbians bitch and fight and kill some people. While its potential to become a future trashy cult classic is debatable, Life Blood still manages to unspool as a lurid, mainly enjoyable, blood-soaked romp with a distinct comic book vibe.
Hey, it’s about totally hot vampire lesbians fucking shit up for God! What were you expecting?
Life Blood (cert. 18) was released on DVD (£12.99) by Chelsea Films on 11th October 2010.