plot: After a serial killer has left a trail of bloodless bodies, a private detective is hired to find out if it's the work of a real vampire. With her own background in the Occult, she manages to psychically connect with the ghosts of the victims, and learns the killer's true identity. Unknown to anyone else, the man who hired her is a vampire himself.
This is the 1990 crime thriller starring Pamela Ludwig and George Chakiris.
It's been over 20 years since I last saw this movie. You can imagine my giddiness when I found this online this morning. I want to say this film was ahead of it's time. Here we are given prime examples of vampirism in different forms, one being how the entertainment industry is the biggest vampire of all.
The film revolves around a video film maker who has become so obsessed with the idea of hunting vampires, he begins to kill in order to lure a real vampire to him. All the while taping the crimes in order to make a documentary.
It's almost like both a nod and inside joke to the fact that immortality can be gained by video, and how as a society we're under it's "thrall" with every show/movie there is.
This film also brings up the topic of psychic vampirism. The ability to connect from miles away with just the will and desire to do so. In this case, instead of "feeding off them" the detective is gathering information and passing it on through a series of collective visions.
Some of the other themes brought up in this is self control vs surrender, belief, sanity and intuition.
There is a bit of an inside joke about midway through, when a series of shots of traffic are overlaid with radio voice overs, and you can hear one announcer saying "of all the vampire movies I've seen Pale Blood offers something new." Subtle right?