A young, struggling musician (Michael Frascino) is torn between his pursuit of rock stardom and his girlfriend. When a traveling rock band, Neowolf, comes to town, the choice gets even more difficult: the bandmates seem to be a pack of werewolves, and there's no time for love when you're on the hunt for human flesh.
Let's just say this film is bad beginning to end. I don't want to sugar coat it, or give anyone a reason to see it. I'm not even sure how you can find a copy, but if you can, just ignore it and hope that it crawls under a rock and dies.
The story isn't interesting, the characters have no depth, the songs are too many and not particularly good, the camera work is so poor that this lies between home video quality and the SyFy Channel. I'm not sure what possesses people to assemble a cast to make bad movies, but they must be stopped. If you know you make bad movies (Charles Band, this is you) that's one thing. But if you think you're striking gold and you uproot a lump of petrified dog waste, please retire.
What caused me to watch this rather than "Drive-In Massacre", was the inclusion of our dear friend Tiffany Shepis on the cast list. Sadly, if that is your reason for watching, you'll be let down. Her role is largely unnoticeable. I thought she had a small role in "Live Evil", but here I just didn't even see a point of having her. It gave the film a bonus bump it did not deserve.
Long story short: disposable, forgettable film that I wouldn't waste my time on if I hadn't already.
