Blood and Concrete (1991)

User Rating:

5.1/10   

Director:

Jeffrey Reiner

Writers:

Richard LaBrie (written by) &
Jeffrey Reiner (written by)

Release Date:

13 September 1991 (USA)

Genre:

Comedy | Crime

Plot Keywords:

Drug Dealing | Gay Interest | Independent Film

Cast

Billy Zane	...	Joey Turks
Jennifer Beals	...	Mona
Darren McGavin	...	Hank Dick
James LeGros	...	Lance (as James Le Gros)
Mark Pellegrino	...	Bart
Nicholas Worth	...	Spunz
Harry Shearer	...	Sammy Rhodes
Steve Freedman	...	Lounge Lizard
Billy Bastiani	...	Mort (as William Bastiani)
Patrick Cupo	...	Stone (as Pat Cupo)
Patrick O'Bryan	...	Barton (as Pat O'Bryan)
Tracy Coley	...	Ack
Ellen Albertini Dow	...	Old Lady
Lyvingston Holmes	...	Thelma
Andy Prieboy	...	Mona's Band

Also Known As:

Blood and Concrete, a Love Story

Runtime:

USA:99 min

Country:

USA

Language:

English

Color:

Color

Sound Mix:

Ultra Stereo

Certification:

New Zealand:R18 | Australia:R | Denmark:12 | USA:R | Iceland:16

Filming Locations:

Los Angeles, California, USA

Soundtrack:

One Girl in a Million

Train-wreck cinema

Found this one during a routine late-night channel-surf. I spied, with my one good eye...

Billy Zane: being held at gun-point, while some thong-clad Brian Bosworth clone orders him to remove his pants and then chases him around the dining room table. "Bart" keeps informing Billy Zane that he plans on making a woman out of him <wink-wink> ...if ya' know what I mean. And you expect me to change the channel?

You know how you just *have* to watch "BeastMaster" when it comes on, even tho' you know you shouldn't? Well that's the deal with "Blood & Concrete: A Love Story" (full titles here folks!) It's odddly compelling, not unlike "Baywatch", the movie "Showgirls" or string-cheese. Having said that... I have no idea what it was supposed to be about. For no reason I can succesfully elocute, this movie reminded of "Vamp", which also seemingly took place in a strange hybrid of Los Angeles via Manhattan Meat Packing District. So there..I've just compared this movie to "Vamp". That pretty much says it all.

I have graciously rated this schlock-fest a '4':

-1 point for the smouldering indie-flicker James LeGros

-1 point for the gay Boss Hogg drug-dealer who we get to see on the crapper

-1 point for Billy Zane's 'House of Style' eyebrows & mostly believeable hairpiece

& -1 point for a Brian Bosworth-clone who spends all his screen time running around in tight, white, nothing-to-the-imagination jeans... while he informs every male character of exactly where he intends to hide the pickle.