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Our ‘story’ is a simple one. Crazy dude, D-Man (Vito Trabucco of Slices and Bloody, Bloody Bible Camp fame) orders a prostitute as a sacrifice to get a demon on Earth. Cool, got it. He bites it, of course (which is a shame since he was the only performer in this pile that actually brought some emotional context to their character) and the demon gets in a prostitute. A ‘prostitute therapist,’ yes, you read that correctly, played like Mel Torme on crack by writer/producer Sally Mullins is called in on the case. Her other clients include a prostitute that believes she is descended from Mary Magdalene and that is who the demon wants. The demon, in the meantime, can leap from person to person by kissing or copulation. It goes to a detective, then to a prostitute, then back to the detective, then to another prostitute, then back to the detective, then to… you get the picture. The amazing thing about it, though, is that I think the demon is the bad actor… not the nudie girls or the ineffective lawman. An equal level of crappy performance went from one person to another, which is amazing. All of this happens, of course, with varying states of undress for our young ladies. There was a cameo in there by FX guru Rich Knight, so he probably had a hand in some of the effects. That would make sense since there is a pretty effective broom handle in the arse scene, I know, and a choking on a hand scene that are quite nice… if you’re into that kind of stuff. I’m not, I’m just saying that, if someone were into that, then they would, well… uuh, yeah. Our climactic battle features the worst exorcism ever committed to film (including Leslie Nielson and Linda Blair in RePossessed) and our obligatory not-quite-a-twist-because-we-saw-it-coming-long-ago ending. Whew. Just repeat this to yourself: Demon Labia, Demon Labia, Demon Labia.
I wanted to hate this, but the damn movie just wouldn’t let me! It has some so ridiculous, but sold as dramatic, elements that you have to love it. For example, three murders, in a row, are committed in the same motel room. There are investigations of each in-between, but no one seems to notice that we are in exactly the same room, every time. Locations looked to be all one house with different areas as different apartments and living rooms and such. The therapist’s office is obviously a room in an Urgent Care, or something similar… just fun stuff. The best part of the ridiculosity, though, has to be Sally Mullins. Casting herself as the ‘prostitute therapist,’ Dr. Lacey, is a stroke of genius. She is not a good actor, but she tries so damn hard you start rooting for her… hit that mark, get that line, use that prop! Demon Kiss, my friends, is an experience.