Susan Sarandon is a scientist studying the effects of aging on the body. David Bowie is afflicted with a disease (it isn't reveled until a little later what it is) that accelerates his aging process. After seeing Sarandon in a television interview, he visits her office in an attempt to get her help. She is involved in a breath-taking research project and doesn't want to be bothered with him, so she plays him off and tells him to wait, she'll be back in a few.

What transports during this waiting is one damn fine aging by Bowie. He goes from a vital 30 year old man to an ancient crone in a matter of a couple of hours (minutes in film time) that is remarkable to watch. Hats off to an
outstanding make-up artist, and to Bowie for having the nads to let them age him before our eyes.

Back to the story ..... Sarandon finally comes back through, and sees him in his degenerated state and NOW wants to talk to him, Bowie blows her off! The next day she makes an attempt to find Bowie at his residence (very
enterprising and I'm still not sure how that all came about) and runs into Bowie's girlfriend/wife/mentor/lover, Catherine Deneuve, who is a vampire by the way. Ah, finally, the reason for Bowie's aging problem!

Bowie, in the meantime, has died and Deneuve has placed him in his resting place, right along beside the others she has placed there before him. Seems only SHE has the ability to sustain her life giving force, while her partners suffer the consequences.

Intrigued by Bowie's circumstances, not knowing he has died, Sarandon returns to his home and begins a tete-a-tete with Deneuve. First a glance, a smile, stretching back in the chair showing off her perfectly formed and perky body, crossing those silky long legs and then SHE has the nerve to ask Deneuve if she is trying to seduce her. Please people, the sexual tension made my paper in my printer curl.

Next thing ya know, oops! She spills her sherry down the front of her creamy white blouse and it cascades over one erect nipple, which she accidentally brushes in the process of cleaning up. Sure, and I know all the words to the Declaration of Independence too!

As you know (well, maybe you don't) sherry is a deep, dark red color, reminiscent of blood to the thirsty and hungry Deneuve. If she wasn't lusting after Sarandon before this (Hell, my cats were lusting after her after that scene), that little snippet threw her over the edge. What follows
is probably the most erotic vampiric sex scene I've ever viewed. I know the entire concept of being a vampire is highly sexual anyway, but, whoa Nellie! Ms. Deneuve and Ms. Sarandon are really enjoying this script.

As things play out, Sarandon doesn't care for the transformation that is beginning, nor does she care for her new taste in all things red and liquid. She does, however, care for Deneuve, in case you were wondering. Things get out of control, in a strictly vampiric way, and progress downhill with a swiftness.

For your own sake, watch this movie to see what really happens. Well, if nothing else, watch it to see that scene between those two ladies. Honey, it will make you hate your current partner in a minute!

The opening scenes revolving around rock group Bauhaus, with a myriad of scenes between Bowie, Deneuve, sex, drugs and rock-n-roll, interspersing that darn monkey Sarandon is running her tests on, give an other-worldly tone to the movie.

Directed by Tony Scott, starring David Bowie, Catherine Deneuve, Susan Sarandon and William Defoe for about 2 minutes.



Recommended:
Yes

Viewing Format: VHS
Video Occasion: Good Date Movie
Suitability For Children: Not suitable for Children of any age