vucicevicf 1.) I feel Wesley Snipes was born to be Blade. In the movie he looks and acts so natural like the role was made for him. He might be the best action hero ever, reminds me a little of Batman because of his tragedy. This makes him more human and his quest becomes very personal and emotional. 2.) Story of the movie is catchy from the start, as a viewer you instantly relate to that newborn child. As the story develops you get pulled into the dark world of modern vampires. The rest of the story is O.K. and keeps you interested. 3.) The movie gives an interesting idea that vampires could be among us in their own secret world and society.The disco scene is shocking and coupled whit perfect soundtrack. For me this is the best scene of the entire movie. 4) Action scenes are very intense and you must love the way Blade destroys his enemies. Almost showing off. The scenes are vary well shot, from interesting angles and CGI elements are used to enhance the intensity in a good way. 5) Stephen Dorff played a bad gay to truly hate, an upcoming vampire with the ambition to take over the vampire kingdom by all means. Perfect! A very entertaining 2h, do not miss!!!

gorf What a stupid movie Blade is. It's a perfect blend of most of the things that were wrong with the 90s. Style over substance, violent anti-heroes, extreme blood and gore, bad music, bad CGI, unnecessary use of sunglasses and fat, flatulent people...the only reason people rate this disgusting movie higher than "Spawn" is because of the gore. It's a very strange movie. The movie tries very hard to make us think Blade is a tough guy, but it's so forced and unnatural. The tacky opening, where blade shows up at a rave party and kills a bunch of vampires is embarrassing to watch, especially when he does that weird "ooooh yeeeaaah" gesture with his arm. There's a disturbing Oedipal theme in this movie too. It's so blatant that I even noticed it as a kid. The absurd quote about "motherlovers" suddenly makes more sense now. Maybe there's a deleted scene of Blade trying to ice skate uphill on YouTube?If that's not bad enough, wait till you see the flatulent, naked, Jabba the Huttish vampire who sounds like a smurf. And people took this movie seriously in 1998? They probably wanted a piece of The Nutty Professor's success. Fortunately, Blade and his mothe...I mean, girlfriend tortures the vampire to death with UV light because he's fat and ugly. The movie isn't really about "good vs evil" either, since according to this movie, the Crucifix is powerless against vampires (they took away the most interesting thing about vampire movies). Still, there are supernatural elements in the movie. The vampires worship a pagan deity called "the blood god", and we are shown pages from a "vampire bible". Overanalyzation time!Does this mean that the blood god created the universe? If so, why does Blade rebel against his creator? And why does he hunt down and kill vampires, they're just a poor minority trying to worship their god. The vampire religion is shown to be the true one, right? So in a sick and twisted way (this is a sick and twisted movie, after all), Blade is Lucifer. Now, I highly doubt that is what the filmmakers were trying to say, but when you remove the Catholic element from vampire movies, they become meaningless. I bet the filmmakers like all decent Hollywood types didn't want to offend anyone by including Christianity in a wholesome movie about mindless violence, incest and half-naked women. But what are vampires anyway? If they're just freaks of nature, why all the supernatural stuff? Skip this garbage and watch a good vampire movie instead. Like Terrence Fisher's Dracula movies or the excellent BBC version from the 70s. Or better yet, read the original novel by Bram Stoker.

cinemajesty Movie Review: "Blade" (1998)New Line Cinema as required Warner Bros. Picture affiliate, distributes an amazingly visceral comic book adaptation with first appearances of the title-given character within an almost forgotten "Marvel Universe" in series since publishing "Tomb of Dracula", starting from 1973, when director Stephen Norrington, at age 33, inherits all the trust by his producers, especially strings-pulling executives Stan Lee & Avi Arad, to bring a bold version to the movie theatres tinted in bloody reds and visual-striking scenes embedded in light & shadow with actor Wesley Snipes in the title role featuring on his best efforts of his acting career, getting supported all along in 115-Minute-Final-Cut opening with a secret night club underground scenario under pumping beats by DJ Krush, when supports all-along up front Kris Kristofferson as "Blade" medically-conditioning character of "Whistler" must give in under nemesis vampire Deacon Frost and his street-running thugs, portrayed by fully-character-inhabited Hollywood actor Stephen Dorff so that 28-year-old N'Bushe Wright as Nurse Karen, struggling with the drug of vampirism herself, where the close-to-neo science-fiction-movie in timeless decor by production designer Kirk M. Petruccelli delivers the ultimate vampire-action-film by following the genre rules of engagement to open revisits for any generation to follow the art of moviemaking.Copyright 2018 Cinemajesty Entertainments LLC

pyrocitor He kicks enough slow-mo ass in a long black coat to make Neo go "Whoa." He rocks a vampire franchise slick and edgy enough to make RPatz whimper. And he brings enough spurting blood to the superhero blockbuster to make Kevin Feige faint. He's Blade - breakout star of the era when the term 'superhero film' was largely tantamount to 'campy garbage'. And he's a welcome shot of adrenaline to the current day multiplexes bursting at the seams with his more bloodless (ha) brethren. Respect.Director Stephen Norrington knows exactly how to stay on the fun side of campy, and goes right for the jugular in doing so, offering a slick, taut, and hugely entertaining bloodbath. Eschewing both a redundant origin story and some of the decade's more frantic action editing, Blade is marvellously paced, ticking along, shark-like, from exposition to action interlude and back with the hypnotic steadiness of blood pulsing through veins. It's hardly an ambitious plot (stop the pending vampocalypse, natch), but lent welcome life from Norrington and writer David S. Goyer's more inventively gruesome touches. Check out the sprinklers at the underground vampire nightclub dousing the raving crowd in blood in a gleefully macabre Carrie homage, amidst the film's inspired opening sequence, and it's impossible to deny you're in for a garishly amusing treat. Granted, some of the film's stylistic choices (Mark Isham's industrial-influenced soundtrack) age better than others (DP Theo van de Sande shooting the film like a streaky, jump-cutting '90s hip hop video is fairly jarring). But Norrington's flair for the grotesque helps punch up the monster horror fun. His prosthetic deformities and bubbling corpses playfully pilfer the best of Total Recall and Raiders of the Lost Ark, just as the classist in-fighting in the vampire ranks (born vampires sneering condescension at 'turned' bloodsuckers) lends odd nuance to the villainous MacGuffin, while a sterling climactic setpiece amidst a (practical set!) marble vampire temple is as sleekly Gothic as you could ask for. Blade may not reinvent the action wheel, but it certainly gives it a good, vigorous spin in the right direction. As the titular vampire hunter (no, not Abraham Lincoln), Wesley Snipes firmly establishes himself as one of the more reliable '90s badasses. His icy charisma is easily enough to carry the film, even if his attempts at infusing Blade's monolithic masculinity with humour through bursts of twitchy sassiness may take some adjusting to. Still, anyone who can sell a punchline as corny as "Some motherf*ckers are always trying to ice-skate uphill" with dignity intact is worth of accolades in my books. Supporting Snipes, N'Bushe Wright astutely refuses any damsel in distress clichés with a welcome, hardened charisma, at the cost of occasionally neglected to react appropriately to some of the film's more fearsome scenarios. Similarly, as the film's central antagonist, Stephen Dorff is perfectly oily, but his refusal to chew scenery in favour of a more subtle creepiness backfires somewhat, making him a suitable, but fairly forgettable foe. Finally, Kris Kristofferson lends his 'gruff mentor' archetype an appealingly indignant crustiness, bagging many of the film's better lines in the process. As the bodies hit the floor amidst the flurries of impressively executed, cathartically bloody action choreography, a realization sinks in: Blade, for all its leather-clad macho posturing, is a remarkably unpretentious film. It's fun, no- nonsense, and down and dirty, in the ways that only a moderately-budgeted franchise film with low expectations but high potential can be. You can practically see the seeds for 2016's Deadpool's rampant success being lain, albeit with only the tiniest winks of its fourth-wall-toppling zaniness. Still, nearly 20 years on, Blade remains an adeptly unapologetic slice of entertainment. If you're thinking of giving it a pass, as Blade himself succinctly says, "Motherf*cker, are you out of your damn mind?!"-7.5/10