Four dead bodies. All drained of blood. Terror holds the city hostage, as a series of bizarre murders baffles the police. But for one homicide detective, the case is all too familiar. Meet NICK KNIGHT (Rick Springfield), a man of extraordinary power who is consumed by a personal struggle between the forces of good and evil which rage within him. Throughout the centuries, Nick has burned with an overwhelming desire to become whole and human again - to escape his dark side...THE VAMPIRE. An action-packed story of lust, revenge, betrayal and murder.
Sooooo... I love vampires and I love Rick Springfield - this was a match made in heaven. Wasn't it? Or was it hell? After spending an hour and a half watching this excruciatingly bad movie, I'm going with the latter. And I'm not a movie snob by any means - I'll watch just about anything. I'm not picky. But I've never wanted an hour and a half of my life back so badly.
Supposedly, this is the original movie pilot for the television series Forever Knight which evidently ran for several years but I have no recollection of it at all. Granted it appears to have aired in the early '90s which would make me most likely drunk all the time, therefore not remembering anything I ever saw on TV. Or my name for that matter. Or who I made out with the previous night.
I'm fairly certain I knew this was going to be a colossal disaster early on when vampire Rick/Nick is trying to get his brown on in a tanning bed. And the big-haired salon employees joke about how he comes in three times a week, but never gets any tanner. Really? Can you picture Edward Cullen soaking up the UV rays? Like gag me with a spoon.
Why wouldn't a tanning bed cause a vampire to burst into flames like the sun does? Or at least make him sparkle?
What made me laugh the hardest was the new partner Rick/Nick acquires while working the night shift - Det. Don Schanke (pronounced Skanky) played by the oily beau hunk dude from Sixteen Candles. You remember... Samantha's future brother-in-law, Rudy?
There are very few positive things I can say about this movie but in the spirit of my slightly-less-intense crush on Rick Springfield, here's what I liked. First, Rick/Nick drives a killer 1959 Cadillac - all because the trunk is big enough to stow away in should he get caught out in the daytime. Second, Rick/Nick is still fucking hawt (except when he turns into a vampire, he's kinda scary then.) And lastly, his veeeeery tight jeans. Did I mention this already?
If you're looking for a good ol' vampire movie, this is not it. Run far away from this film - I'm still pissed about the time I wasted watching this piece of shit. I would torture you by writing more, but there's no need... someone's already done the dirty work for me. Click here if you dare to read the whole, agonizing synopsis of Nick Knight. [All images hijacked from this site as well.] I think I'm going to go watch Twilight again now...