“Hurt me, hurt me, hurt me
face to face, face to face.”
-VIDEO JUNKIE HQ, Aurora, Illinois circa 1999
Coming down with a serious case of withdrawal after seeing BATS and THE WORLD IS NOT ENOUGH in the theater, anonymous addicts TS and WW are looking for anything to cure the pain of modern Hollywood films. Diving into TS’s extensive inventory, they discover a film called ISLAND OF BLOOD. “This has to rock” they both surmise from the cover featuring an island in the shape of a face. Or is it a face in the shape of an island? Regardless, they throw it in and it rocks alright thanks to the film’s odd gimmick (more on that in a bit).
The film centers on the slim premise of a group of actors and filmmakers converging on an isolated island to rehearse for film. Participants include BJ, the bimbo female lead, and her two punk rocker assistants, Jim (Rick Dean) and Phil; cynical guitar strumming Taylor (his only lyric is “there’s a hole in the sky”); leg cast sporting Lyn; dancer Donna; requisite stud Rick; nerdy John; and producer Steve Faith and director Franklin Phlem (really). The producer wants to make something “very positive” that shows the youth “what is right with the world.” In other words, he wants to lose all of his money. Along for the journey is cantankerous Bert, the boat captain and chef. You want bitter? This guy has got it, you punk! “I don’t like nothing about your generation” he blurts out to some of the actors. When asked what they did wrong, he says “so far, just showing up.” And, yes, this is the guy in charge of making their food.
|UK poster which is better than the movie|
|Aussie VHS cover|