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Vampire in Brooklyn
A comic tale of horror and seduction.
Maximillian, the lone survivor of a race of vampires, comes to Brooklyn in search of a way to live past the next full moon. His ticket to survival is Rita, a NYPD detective who doesn't know she's half vampire -- and Maximillian will do whatever's necessary to put her under his spell.
A horror-comedy that is at its best when it is leaning separately toward either horror or comedy but not both, Wes Craven's "Vampire in Brooklyn" gives its audience Eddie Murphy at the peak of his influence in Hollywood but not the peak of his talent. A watchable film that feels like a vanity project, there are some laughs and some gore but nothing else remarkable.
Revolving around a vampire who is searching for a half-vampire mate to ensure his own survival, "Vampire in Brooklyn" finds Eddie Murphy's undead Maximillian traveling to New York to begin his search. There he meets a cadre of colorful characters, including Angel Bassett's police woman. There is a touch of romance to go along with…
After about half an hour of watching Vampire in Brooklyn I came to the realisation that I wouldn't get any less out of it if I was asleep. For the sake of self-preservation my brain wouldn't allow most of the plot to even register but from what I did gather there seemed to be a lot more input from Eddie Murphy than director Wes Craven (undoubtedly at one of his lowest points here).
The film ranks at the same level as the fifth or sixth instalment in most horror franchises. It goes past the point of easy-watching and into the realm of unengaging drivel.
Props to Ebert for actually managing to reiterate the plot in his review, I struggled to…
"It was a wolf godammit! A big black stinking ass wolf. The motherfucker jumped of the boat and ran over there. And when it got there the son of a bitch turned into a man. He did the flippflopp shit on me... Just like whore i used to know in Detroit back in -62. I'd go over her house on saturday night... she loved me, man. I'd come through the door, she's a man! Flippfloppin' and shit. You ever seen a motherfucker flippflopp on you and shit like that? In your face trying to flippflopp and shit!"
The most interesting thing about this film is that the above is the funniest part of the film, and it's not even said…
"You ain't gotta pull that Blacula shit with me."
Not exactly Wes Craven's finest hour (or Eddie Murphy's, for that matter), but its uneven blend of comedy and horror pointed the way toward the following year's more successful Scream.
This film was quite poor.
Feia temps que li tenia moltes ganes a 'Vampire in Brooklyn'; a priori una pel·lícula de Wes Craven amb l'Eddie Murphy fent de vampir ho tenia tot per guanyar la partida, i de llarg.
Tot i així l'experiment no acaba de sortir bé, el paper de vampir elegant i còmicament contingut, esdevé una camisa de força per la bogeria escènica i la incontrolable llengua d'Eddie Murphy -crec que quan va llegir el guió inicial es devia morir de ganes d'interpretar a Julius, que més que un personatge secundari sembla el mateix Eddie Murphy en persona-.
Massa seriosa quan es posa seriosa i massa continguda quan pretén ser graciosa. En qualsevol cas un divertimento molt lloable, i encara que surti parcialment fallida es tracta d'una bona pel·lícula amb els seus moments.
Comedia de horror afroamericana de Wes Craven, creo yo, una joya incomprendida de los 90's. ¿Porqué no la había visto antes? :o
An insanely boring film. It rarely is funny, never is scary, and is so utterly predictable that it's a chore to watch.
When I first saw this film, I really didn't like it. I felt it was a waste of both Wes Craven's and Eddie Murphy's talents.
To give it some context, when Vampire in Brooklyn hit screens, I was longing for an Eddie Murphy revival. The man had not been in a truly funny movie since Coming to America (note: I have since come round to at least enjoying both Harlem Nights and Another 48 Hrs). His last film was Beverly Hills Cop 3. And the less anyone ever says about that (except John Landis... whose insight here is quite fascinating) the better.
And I figured Wes Craven was the man to do it.
At the time, Craven was coming off…
This review reportedly contains spoilers. I can handle the truth.
Esta debe ser la película más extraña en las carreras de Craven y Murphy respectivamente. Murphy no ha hecho nada similar en tono (aunque años después se aventuró con la Mansión del Terror para Disney) y Craven aunque ha tenido presente el humor en otras de sus películas nunca ha llegado al slapstick de esta.
En principio esta película fallida sigue siendo interesante por las probabilidades que presentaba su argumento. Incluso el tono tan dispar y contrastado de slapstick y gore (o splastick como alguien se refirió a esa mezcla tan extraña a partir de películas como Evil Dead II de Sam Raimi) parece funcionar en ocasiones. Oportunidades que se arruinan cada vez que Eddie Murphy nos recuerda que sigue…
Arguably Wes Craven's weakest film, Vampire in Brooklyn is an uneven and messy blend of vampire horror and Eddie Murphy-style comedy, with jokes that fall flat, a lazily written script, a lack of genuine chills, and shallow performances.
This review reportedly contains spoilers. I can handle the truth.
Un minuto de silencio por Sonja Davis, doble de acción de Angela Bassett, que murió en un accidente haciendo esta película. No es la manera mas digna de irse de este mundo.
"cayéndose patrás haciendo Vampire in Brooklyn"
"¿que película es esa?"
"La vaina esa de Eddie Murphy vampiro con una peluca de Pedro el Escamoso, que dirige Wes Craven y que incluye escenas burda de racistas como Eddie Murphy pintándose la cara de blanco para encarnar al italiano mas estereotipado del mundo".
"Que cagada esa vaina. ¿Da risa al menos?"
"Si vale, en varias part... ¿pero marico no estábamos hablando de Sonja?"
"Coño sí, es verdad".
Pobre Sonya. Merecías una muerte mas digna y tardía.
What would have just been a disappointing entry for both Eddie Murphy and Wes Craven is made actively bad by Murphy's insistence on once again playing multiple roles. The schtick was already getting tired in his previous films, but at least they worked. Here the scenes simply aren't funny, and their tone is completely off from the rest of the film.
I suppose we'd call this Craven's MEMOIRS OF AN INVISIBLE MAN. There's no trace of him in here anywhere. This movie is seriously bipolar. Murphy, Angela Bassett and Allen Payne are in an entirely different film than John Witherspoon, Dwayne Wayne and Murphy in NUTTY PROFESSOR warm-up dual parts. The whole thing is strange, but not without its charms. Murphy's "evil is good" preacher sermon is hilarious, it just doesn't fit with straight-faced dramatic tone this thing is frequently trying to put over. You can be Black BRAM STOKER'S DRACULA or Vampire COMING TO AMERICA, but you can't be both.
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