| Perfect Creature, By Sylvia Solé |
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Nevertheless, being an addict to film magazines, I happened to stumble upon a brief mention of this film and, to my own surprise, I had to blushingly admit it actually sounded good; so good, in fact, that I had to give it a try. I am blushing again now at the need to announce that, despite my misgivings, watching Perfect Creature may have been one of the best ideas I have had in a while. Imagine what it would be like to live in a world in which vampires are
not the evil creatures that movies and This crazy but wonderful film was made in
The film gains much from the superb creativity of its mise-en-scène. The run-down industrial gloom of its visuals is an innovative counterpoint to the invariable velvet drapings in which the melancholy of the vampire myth is expressed in most film and literary renditions. Its theatrical grandeur provides a fitting backdrop for the nuanced characters ‒wonderfully portrayed by protagonists Scott and Burrows‒ and intricate plot. For once, you will find no Bela Lugosi wannabe here‒ not even the villain. Because, of course, there is one. But he is an atypical one, even in his reasons for choosing the dark path. And in a further atypical twist, he may actually getting close to hitting his mark. Fear not, I will not give out whether he does; you will have to watch the movie yourself for that, but there is little doubt that Perfect Creature hit its. |
| Last Updated on Friday, 16 October 2009 15:34 |

Let it be said: I hate vampire films. I will gladly make an exception
for Bram Stoker's Dracula (Coppola, 1992), but the great majority
of bloodsucker flicks - especially the newfangled action kind - are just too boring for words. It is as if the idea of centuries-old creatures incited
screenwriters to indulge in centuries-old cliches about love, lust and death - not to mention ransacking Nosferatu's (Murnau, 1922) iconic visuals for
yet another cheap thrill.
novels have told us about, but rather
the beneficent partners of mankind. Imagine a self-styled "Brotherhood", an honest-to-God church,
devoted to the health and prosperity of mankind. Since they were first spawned
by a genetic mistake, 300 years before the events depicted in the film,
vampires have not only not killed human beings but helped them. Imagine their
grateful wards paying them back in blood for their feeding. Imagine an
alternate reality in which trafficking in influenza vaccine is cause for
conviction, but prostitution isn't, a reality much like the 1960s but where
zeppelins and a heavy industry look evoke the 1920s and 1930s, too. A retro-futurist
alternative reality: nice beginning.