The story revolves around Amanda (Jessica T. Perez), a young prostitute who makes her hookups via the internet, and imagines herself to be a direct descendant (and perhaps the reincarnation) of Mary Magdalene, supposedly the greatest prostitute of all time. This connection keeps pulling her back into the sex trade, even though she would prefer to leave it. From time to time, she visits Dr. Lacey (Sally Mullins), a psychologist and author who specializes in prostitutes, and was one herself in her youth. Dr. Lacey is called in by the police to consult on a murder. A prostitute has stabbed her john in the eye, while herself handcuffed to him. What the police don't know is that a demon has possessed the young lady, and begins jumping from person to person in his search for Amanda, whose soul he wants to devour (or some such) to prevent her from meeting up with Jesus, who has returned to earth and is preaching again. (No, really.)

The demon spends most of his time inside Lt. Smith (Jamie Macek), who relentlessly pursues every lead in his search for Amanda, and kills a fair number of scantily clad (or totally unclad) prostitutes in the meantime. This greatly frustrates his rookie partner Det. Gonzales (Sebastian Gonzales), to whom it appears that Smith has simply gone loopy. (He doesn't know about the dead prostitutes.) Dr. Lacey gets more involved, and inadvertently leads the demon to Amanda, resulting in a climactic showdown, complete with a reluctant priest and decapitations.

If all of this sounds exciting or thrilling, do not be deceived. It is not. The plotting, dialogue and characterizations are all amateurish. Jamie Macek as Smith does a decent job as the out of control, possessed cop, but only in flashes, and the rest of the cast is wooden and unappealing. There are a lot of attractive young women on full display. Indeed, the producers never miss an opportunity to show us yards of naked flesh. They even force in short, nearly pointless scenes to do so. For instance, at one point Dr. Lacey walks into an apartment to warn two friends of Amanda's that they might be in danger. They are sitting on the sofa, totally naked of course, chatting, and don't take it amiss that Lacey barges in with barely a knock at the door. This happens a lot in this film. At the beginning, Gonzales walks into Lacey's office while she is with a patient (Amanda) to ask her to consult. Dr. Lacey enters another young woman's house when no one answers the door, only to find the girl in the shower. Smith actually jimmies the lock of Lacey's apartment (he at least has the excuse of being possessed by a demon) and Lacey barely acts surprised. These are just a few examples, and no one seems to think this odd behavior.

There are some moderately cool kills, most notably a hand punched through the back of the head and exiting through the mouth, a la Dead Alive, and some fun arterial spray, but that's about it as far it goes for positives in the film. (Unless you count naked women covered in blood as a positive, and perhaps you do.) The dialogue is dull and vapid, when it's not downright silly. At one point, a young woman (read prostitute) says, "We all have things about us that make us who we are. Me, I'm good in bed and I can see things that other people can't." David Mamet would be rolling over in his grave if he were dead.

When it comes down to it, the whole point of Demon Kiss is to look at big breasted women, preferably without any clothes and spattered with blood. If that's your thing, you'll get it here by the bucket full. If not, stay far, far away.

The DVD

Video:
The video is presented in 1.78:1 widescreen, and looks fair, though over lit and harsh at times. However, this review is based on a check disc, so no comment can be made on the quality of the final product.

Sound:
The sound is in Dolby digital 2 channel, and is pretty good. The dialogue is always clearly audible, and no hiss or other issue can be heard. No subtitles or alternate language tracks area available. However, this review is based on a check disc, so no comment can be made on the quality of the final product.

Extras:
The only extra included is a short, silly trailer. However, this review is based on a check disc, so no comment can be made on the quality or quantity of extras on the final product.

Final Thoughts:
Let's face it, Demon Kiss is about women, lost of them, naked and covered in blood. The demon possessions and murders and whatnot are all just a poorly constructed frame on which to hang the nudie scenes. While this setup has been the hallmark of many directors such as Fred Olen Ray or Russ Meyer, and has been used effectively in the past, Demon Kiss entirely lacks the sense of fun, bizarre humor or anarchic drive of the more successful exploitation films, or even the decent acting talent and self aware irony. This is one to skip.