Summer of Blood

I must have watched a completely different movie from the other reviewer, but I could not stand this film. The main character is so abominably unlikable and annoying that it's hard to see the point - sure, pretentious hipster wastrels are a reasonable target for satire, but you have to let us out of his insufferable orbit a bit or else we can't breathe. And when the movie's plot (such as it is) centers around this schlub's relationship with his girlfriend, an attractive, up-and-coming lawyer, it robs that plot of any motive power when we can't figure out why anyone, let alone her, would be with this guy. Agonizing to get through.

Total auteur cinema, in the best, non-pretentious way possible. This is a film that never takes itself too seriously, yet throws down on some serious themes and ideas. A schlub who can't catch a break suddenly turns vampiric and kinda cool. Kinda. Not just Onur's performance, but every character, even the minors, are totally on it. They bounce off each other effortlessly. I'm normally bugged by neurotic characters, as they usually feel forced and rehearsed. Not Onur. His rhythms and surprisingly-apt observations come effortlessly, like he's abandoned the script for what he feels is true to the moment. It's honest to the core. Self-depricating and rude and hilarious. And there's blood and sex and internet dating. It's rough around the edges in the right ways. I have no idea how it was pulled off, but what feels like a colossal mess of ideas comes together so cohesively. It just clicks. It moves forward and doesn't really care if you can keep up. It may be the first film of the year that I really love.

And really, we're all afraid of becoming Michael Douglas.

Great fun. Got not too much to add to the other reviews but I thought I would add a good one to balance out the humour failures from the 'auteur director expert' ones. I enjoyed the dialogue which appeared to be add libbing. OK nothing too original as far as plot was concerned but snappy dialogue and no holds barred on what a sad bunch of w anchors we men are. Considering what high ratings some of the god awful blockbusters get on IMDb this nice little indie deserves more appreciation and a wider audience. It may not be Brain Dead but I enjoyed it far more than Prometheus, which I watched last night on double speed. With its rent-a-plot full of holes and the cast of stereotypes. Will now get Onur Tukel's next movie Applesauce to watch.

This "Film" (and I use the term loosely) had absolutely nothing going for it, like someone else pointed out - it was pretentious mumble-core garbage, with terrible acting, no visible plot and obviously a shoestring budget to match.

The main character (and everyone else) just would NOT shut up, even to pause for breath, they raced through their forced lines like they could not wait to get this steaming pile of crap over and done with and collect their meager paycheck at the end of it all.

Don't waste your time or money on this trash.

I seriously want my hour and twenty-five minutes of life back after this one, and I suggest it be avoided at all costs!

Never satisfied with his existence, a chubby, pessimistic loser soon finds everything turned upside down when he becomes a vampire only to realize not everything has changed for the better and tries to find a way of coping with the situation.

For the most part this here was a big waste of time. This here mostly stems from the fact that we spend so much time with the main lead here that it soon becomes tiresome listening to such inane, pathetic drivel that is forced into this one. Being a self-centered, immature hipster who can't go more than five seconds without railing vitriol on anything and everything around him, from why he doesn't want to marry his girlfriend then trying to keep her when she shows interest in another person who genuinely likes her, being completely indifferent to his job or to the apartment where he lives or even to the dates he goes on with other women, it all basically ends in idiosyncratic rants designed to be some sort of genius look at the world but are instead pessimistic, ill- formed and completely debatable points that turn him into the most unlikable person in the world. Just by being quirky he thinks this is the coolest point ever, causing him to utilize this facet for the remainder of his screen-time that it just grows more and more pretentious as time goes on and there's nothing here that's all too enjoyable to sit through with such a self-absorbed and delusional figure that's meant to be a likable lead here. As an added chip against this, the endless complaining and posturing does nothing for the film's pace here which is so bland and languid that there's literally nothing on- screen for two-thirds of the movie, even after he's changed as he goes around in more of his delusion ranting about his change that despite hooking back up with the spurned dates he previously went on and managed to get them to sleep with him in that condition when he hasn't changed from what made them rightfully reject him to begin with is so inconceivable that it takes the viewer right out of the film and reminds us all of it being a vanity project where such a completely misguided, utterly worthless condescending jerk would be able to pull off what happens here which is played off as newfound confidence but isn't in the slightest bit true of anything other than pretentious nonsense. It's just so hard to get anything out of this that despite a few decent bloodletting scenes along the way as he tries to adapt to the change here, from the alleyway attack on the college student and the main sequence of him biting each of the dates one-by-one while sleeping with them gives this one some messy blood-letting from time-to-time here, but it's all mostly undone by the film's meager budget which restricts the vampire notion to simply his contact lenses as there's barely any fangs on display or other such powers featured here. On the whole this one was beyond worthless.

Rated R: Graphic Language, Graphic Violence, Nudity and strong sexual scenes.