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Plot, in a nutshell: a few hundred years ago, a man was "embraced" into vampirism, and lost his true love -- who, oddly enough, he sees reincarnated as the virginal college freshman Charlotte, played by Milano.

Embrace of the Vampire (1994)

20728315_1798736346855232_4180760442087460309_nby Stuart Baket01 Apr 2020

I just want you all to know, I didn't go looking for Alyssa Milano's breasts, but I'd been seeing the cover of Embrace of the Vampire for a long time, and the only version my local 50ยข rental place had was the unrated cut, so... there they were.
Repeatedly. In fact, hers were the only breasts show except for the three nameless almost-nekkid vampire nymphs who appeared pointlessly in the prolog.

Plot, in a nutshell: a few hundred years ago, a man was "embraced" into vampirism, and lost his true love -- who, oddly enough, he sees reincarnated as the virginal college freshman Charlotte, played by Milano. (What is it with Milano playing freshman art/art history students who turn into total vamps? She did the same shtick in Poison Ivy 2.)

The vampire (a Nicholas Cage wanna-be) is on deadline, for in three days, if he hasn't seduced her and drunk her blood, he will "sleep the eternal sleep." (Why? They never explain it. It isn't simple hunger -- he laps blood from half the campus before the movie ends.) Coincidentally, that day is also Charlotte's eighteenth birthday, and the day on which she's led her long-suffering boyfriend to believe that she'll finally put out (raised in a convent, you know -- although I'd always thought the nuns would have taught her to wear a bra once in a while).

Now, this movie (you can buy movies review, research papers, and essays online on our homework help service) had plenty of horror trappings/cliches, including the lame "undead looking for reincarnated lost love" plotline which bored me to tears (and why didn't my high school guidance counselor steer me toward a creepy-ass gothic campus?), but it was by no stretch a horror movie. It was an erotic thriller in which the part of the sexually obsessed was played by a vampire. (Again, refer back to Poison Ivy 2.) None of the killings were horrific or even suspenseful (just some awkward-looking neck-biting), and the plot was telegraphed from the lame narrated prologue.

Vampire wants to seduce Charlotte; Charlotte wants to stay virginal for her boyfriend; boyfriend gets caught in the middle.

Add a lesbian photography session, some vampire-induced kinky dreams, and Charlotte turning into a pseudo-goth slut suddenly for no reason, and you've pretty much got the entire movie.

Oh, yeah. And Milano's breasts.