26 June 2010 | lost-in-limbo
"There's a war going on here"
This was one of those films I constantly saw on the video previews of ex-rentals and each time I saw it pop up my hunger only grew to watch it. Produced by Charles Band's Empire pictures, "Enemy Territory" was a nice surprise (strangely not on DVD yet) and truly a sock 'em urban action survival romp that is compulsively brutal, raw and relentless in its tightly constructed surges.
Barry (Gary Frank) a struggling insurance salesman heads out to a rundown complex building the Lincoln Towers late one evening for a client (Frances Foster) to sign some very important papers for his company and especially for himself. However he gets caught in an altercation which sees him fighting for his life against a savage gang called the vampires, who rule the building at night. Also getting involved is Will (Ray Parker, Jr) a telephone repairman who comes to his aid. It's going to be one long night for the pair, as they try seeking help from the buildings tenants or it would be their blood for the vampires. They hunt at night for blood.
A low-budget, but well-pulled off enterprise by director Peter Manoogian. He creates a gritty edge from its surroundings (plenty of taut corridor running), where the pacing is fast, the tension is on boil and the claustrophobic build-up has you biting your finger nails. A simple-minded script keeps it tough, especially with its biting wit and a bit of social commentary lingers on urban decay. Still just take it as caught in the wrong place, at the wrong time situation. Coming to the forefront is the potent performances by the cast. Gary Frank is fittingly good in his meek portrayal and Ray Parker, Jr is affably brought across. Their chemistry simply crackles. The tremendous standout would be aggressively hammy and towering Tony Todd as the count, the leader of the gang. His speeches are pure poetry and he eats it up. A spunky Stacey Dash adds plenty of kick to her role and also Frances Foster. Jan-Michael Vincent would appear in a small part as a grizzled, resentful paraplegic Vietnam veteran. In the background is a pounding soundtrack.