If you've missed Part One, don't feel bad — the whole thing is recapped at the beginning, and from the looks of it, is no better or worse. Vampyre is long in the tooth and short on bite when it comes to anything resembling a plot, which is a shame since the production values (actual locations) are far better than a typical studio shoot. Like Part One, dialogue levels are also dangerously low.

Rocco, ostensibly playing a deviate vampire (though no mention of the undead is in this script, he does wear a tux; so let's make that assumption) usually delivers a fantastic scene — but his fireside pair-up with gorgeous Christina Angel falls short of a pop shot. Considering how aggressively they're going at it (his specialty; a stand-up fuck!), this is a bigger disappointment than lack of a coherent plot. Rocco gets in a better one with the equally insatiable VixXxen, receiving a natural-born titty hump and reverse cowgirl on the bathroom floor.

Wandering around the kitchen sniffing stew pots for no apparent reason, Gerry Pike watches Alex Sanders, Melissa Ashley, and Tammi materialize in front of his eyes. The quartet then proceed to engage in a four-way on the counter top. For such a limited space, the action is pretty good, ending with two facials. Then Rocco has a champagne brunch with Christina and conjures up Tara Monroe for her supper. End of tape! Conceptually, Vampyre 2 is brain dead but a few moments of the heat will get your blood boiling.