All of this backstory explains why I was so surprised with the delight I experienced while watching "Night Angel," a 1990 movie about... well, a big-haired, heavily-eye-shadowed witch who be sexin'. BUT! If there's one thing we've learned about genre movies, it's that they're all the same except for the things that make them slightly, ethereally different from one another.
SIREN is a wildly popular fashion magazine, a fact we know because we are told as much and which flies in the face of its appearance as a black-and-white SKIN TWO knock-off. The magazine is largely staffed by horny young heterosexual men (just like all wildly popular fashion magazines, aber natürlich), with the exception of lesbian editrix Rita (Karen Black) and a handful of, you know, office assistants and secretaries (girls are so cute when they pretend to work!). Unfortunately for our jolly crew of couture-hawking morons, a recently-resurrected demoness named Lilith sets her sights on spreading her evil gospel of sexy evil through the vehicle of modeling. Photographer Craig (played by Linden Ashby who some of you might recognize as Johnny Cage from the first "Mortal Kombat" flick) senses something is amiss after his colleagues turn up dead and Lilith assumes increasing control over SIREN's staff. It becomes apparent that it's up to Craig, his New-Age galpal Kirstie, and a cringingly-poorly scripted African-American hoodoo worker to stop Lilith from unleashing a new world order of darkness (and boobs, and sex).
|"We need to talk about all the beige, Craig."|
|Ladies and gentlemen, meet the Tastemakers of SIREN Magazine.|
*SPOILER: It's more than likely ineptitude.
The effects work is pretty rubbery and entertaining throughout, with a decent amount of gore and some nifty demon transformations. In a movie that banks so much of its thrill-dollar on sex scenes, it's nice to see some attention paid to the "horror" elements.
|Oh yeah, and then this happens.|
I feel like I've learned some lessons from "Night Angel" (other than the obvious "do not fuck the devil-woman" thing). Treasure can lie in unexpected places, including early 90s/late 80s softcore. Rubbery demons are joy. Screamin' Jay Hawkins will totally sing your movie's theme song, because he has a jillion kids to feed. In short, thank you "Night Angel" for being a part of my life--you were a great way to spend 90 minutes.
Check out more images from "Night Angel" in the Flickr set.