A witch (LeeAnne Baker) tries to kill a virgin (Jacquie Fitz) on her wedding night and is stopped by a runaway slave (William K. Reed) before she can complete the ceremony. Three hundred years later, she is reincarnated as a sexy punk rocker who rides a red motorcycle around New York City looking for the descendant of the slave (now a preacher in a homeless shelter) so she can exact her revenge. She also resurrects a zombie army to aid her in her quest to kill the reincarnated version of the virgin bride.
LeeAnne Baker is fun to watch, which makes some of the witchy hijinks go down smoother than I expected. With her bleached white punk hairdo, she resembles Lois Ayres a little bit and has plenty of attitude to spare. Too bad she wasn’t in more stuff (her filmography is mainly limited to Tim Kincaid and Gorman Bechard movies) because she has a memorable screen presence.
The opening of Necropolis did not inspire confidence as it’s awkwardly (okay, incompetently) edited. At least it features a brief bit where Baker does a sexy striptease before getting down to the witchcraft shit. In fact, Baker does these sexy little dance numbers to no one in particular for no good reason whatsoever throughout the movie, which prevents it from becoming too boring.
Baker’s centerpiece sequence comes during the jaw-dropping scene where she sprouts four extra breasts and invites her zombie henchmen to suckle from her teats. (Complete with close-up of her nipple leaking thick, slimy milk.) Although the make-up on her spare boobs isn’t really convincing, I do admire the audacity of this scene. Even if the majority of Necropolis is a little on the wonky side, this sequence stands as a memorable slice of WTF zaniness. It even caused this jaded B-movie fan’s eyebrows to raise.
The finale isn’t bad either as it features burning faces, severed heads, and hacked-off hands. Too bad the follow-up sequence is predictable and goes on a bit too long. I guess they were trying to set things up for a sequel, but it’s really only there to pad out the running time. A sequel finally materialized thirty-three years later as part of Full Moon’s “Deadly Ten”, a series of films that were crowdsourced by fans.
AKA: Necropolis: City of the Dead.
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