Naked Souls (1996)

Very Cool!!!

Best movie of this year hands down!

The film never slows down or bores, plunging from one harrowing sequence to the next.

The thing I enjoyed most about the film is the fact that it doesn't shy away from being a super-sized-cliche;

This ill-conceived slice of straight-to-video fodder is pointless in every respect. A predictable, clichéd plot combines with a total disregard for logic and realism to scupper this project from the start. It's difficult to know who the film is aimed at; part erotic thriller, part sci fi hokum, it doesn't really know what it wants to be. So the makers decided to throw in a load of mumbo-jumbo and sets lifted straight out of THE FLY and mix it with the old standby of immortality in a bid to have an interesting premise. The result? They failed miserably.The main thrust of the film is that David Warner tricks Brian Krause into letting him project his own personality into his body. This is handled in such an incompetent manner that it's difficult to know, let alone care, what on earth is going on. Confused? You will be. The leaden acting of the lead, Brian Krause, also helps to destroy any interest this film might have held. Krause has a single expression on his face for the entire film and simply can't act. You're in a sad way when you get upstaged by Pamela Anderson. Speaking of old Pam, she pops up in a minor role in order to shed her clothes a couple of times. Is she as dizzy and bubble-headed as her reputation would suggest? In a word, yes. Other women appear naked in flashbacks for no other reason than to titillate the male viewer, so at least there is the unintentional humour value.Two veteran actors struggle to make the best of their roles but, to be honest, they're wasted. David Warner is hardly what you would call stretched in his role as an evil scientist, it's the same shtick we've seen him play a million times: apparently cultured and eloquent, but dastardly evil nonetheless. Dean Stockwell also pops up in what amounts to a cameo appearance, he is on screen for only five minutes of the film. There's some cheap, rubbishy-looking CGI work which offers no interest and a lack of gore and violence to further anger those die-hard horror fans. In all, it's a bit of a waste of time, and certainly not worth bothering with.

Unfortunately I do not remember finishing this film for some reason, but it's another one of those thriller or drama like films that I basically only wanted to see for the chance of seeing good sex and nudity. The thing I most wanted to see when I heard about this film was obviously the chance that Baywatch's Pamela Anderson may show us her wonderful breasts. I didn't really pay much attention to the story, but I think the story is a Professor Everett Longstreet (The Omen's David Warner) has placed some kind of sensors into the stupid main man's body, so that he could feel what he feels, e.g. Pamela's body. Good, as far as I can remember!

Seeing the name Pamela Anderson (or Alyssa Milano) on the back of a video box invariably means b-grade trash. The question is is it GOOD b-grade trash or not? Hard to say with this one. If mad scientists, techno shamanism, a serial killer, thought transference and plenty of naked babes (including the delectable Justina Vail) sound like your scene, then check this one out and make up your own mind. I can't say it'll end up in my top ten, but I found it suprisingly watchable, and it costars DAVID WARNER. Nuff said. Just imagine how cheesy and fun this is going to look in twenty years time!

...is the best part of a movie is truly scary, but there it is. She and Brian Krause roll around naked, while David Warner and Dean Stockwell do the best they can to save this turkey. However, the basic plot is mediocre at best: even a better actress (meaning...well just about anyone, except maybe Anna Nicole Smith) and Sir John Gielgud would have had their work cut out for them making anything out of this plot.