"The Lost Platoon" is a peculiar but fairly ambitious and admirable blend between war-drama and horror from David A. Prior; a writer/director of whom I actually thought he only makes vile and nonsensical stuff, like "Deadly Prey" and "Killer Workout". This is a substantially lacking but nevertheless atmospheric film. There's not a lot of blood and gore, but the narration is spirited and the plot is compelling enough to keep you interested. The acting performances are weak, but at least the wholesome is well-paced and there are a few interesting plot twists near the end. Actually, the best plot description I can give is by comparing the film to the (famous) Stan Ridgway song "Camouflage". The lost platoon consists of soldiers, one from each great war, who were strangely resurrected at a point of certain dead on the battlefield. Now they're doomed – although most of them really enjoy it – to fight wars for all eternity. In Vietnam, a photographer and WWII veteran thinks he recognizes one of the soldier as the one who saved his life in the frontline and then miraculously disappeared. He begins to dig a little deeper and discovers stories and photographs of this exact same platoon in several great wars, yet they never aged. This definitely isn't a bad concept for a supernatural war movie. Immortal vampire soldiers are at least something different than haunted bunkers and obscure Nazi-experiments. It's really too bad "The Lost Platoon" didn't benefice from professional cast and crew members, because there's a lot of potential in the basic premise. Fans of the horror genre will appreciate the opening sequences, which are a straightforward homage toward "The Evil Dead", as well as the tense WWII flashback.

This very cheap, no frills action-horror hybrid is something in the vein of "Platoon (1986)" crossed "The Lost Boys (1987)". Also a touch of "Near Dark (1987)". Now that's got to be something… hey? Ah, no. It's inferior film-making, but despite its shortcomings (being plenty) on the technical side. The unusual concept (of vampiric soldiers moving from war to war) might be slight, but it's rather inventive, sincere and downright ambitious. I was only thinking about this film a couple weeks ago, and was hoping to come by it again. I've got fond memories of watching it when I was young. Lucky enough I found a shop selling their ex-rentals with it being one. Watching it again, it wasn't as fun (why did I have to spoil my memories), however it stays interesting and of course is unintentionally humorous. Not to say it doesn't chip in with its own sense of laconic humour.War correspondent David Hollander heads to Nicaragua to cover the Civil war, and while there encounters four soldiers who he has in photographs going back through the last century of warfare. The thing is they haven't aged, and he believes these immortals to be vampires.Sounds good, but it's limitations do hold it back. It opens up with kinetic camera-work straight out of "The Evil Dead (1981)", and sets the mood early on with a vivid music score and WW2 flashback sequence. Now here comes the good stuff. Director David Prior has his heart in it, despite the static and sloppy feel of his clammy direction. Action set- pieces are ridiculously goofy, as it's got that sense of; "You stand there, while you go over there. Now stop posing with the guns… shoot… and hide behind whatever is in front of you! When you are shot go out in a blaze of glory ". Well, it goes something like that, as he tries to do too much with very little. At least they're lively, and fruitful. Nearly everything takes place in a humid looking woodland backdrop, but towards the end the climax is wrapped around a Gothic castle. On a whole it gives the atmosphere a raw, gritty and claustrophobic strangle hold. The performances range from outrageously hammy to plain stiff. David Parry's enigmatic performance is perfectly understated as the vampire leader Jonathan Hancock, donning a civil war coat, hat and sword. A bland William Knight is lousy as David Hollander, and truly living his part with aplomb is Stephen Quadros' as a wild-solider boy Walker lifted off Bill Paxton's turn in "Near Dark (1987)". Roger Bayless' cheesy bad guy impression reeks of lethal politeness, and screwed-up facials. At his right hand is the seductive, but deadly Tara played with utter coldness by Michiko. The screenplay does have some glaring holes of bafflement and an obvious ideology undercurrent to the text, and the script is generically macho with many bad lines. The vampire folklore, has one exception that they aren't effected by the sunlight, but a wooden stake does go a long way here.In the end it's the unique idea of this supernatural hybrid that holds the shoddy production together.

I had watched this movie years ago and for some reason I taped it. I watched it again recently and wondered why I taped it. I do love vampires but there are guidelines for vampires such as not walking around in daylight. These guys (and girl) do that.The main good vampire is Jonathan Hancock (I'm thinking Harker) and the villain vampire is Vladimir (I'm thinking Dracula) and they look and talk totally different. Vladimir has his Dracula accent (sort of). Anyway near the end of the movie you find out they are brothers. Brothers!! I didn't know Dracula had a brother!! Wow!! You find that out before Jonathan kills Vladimir. I do like it when Jonathan cries after having to kill his brother. That was touching.My favorite line in the whole movie is "You don't want to live forever, do you?"

Low-budget production values and some ludicrously over-the-top acting, but there's still a good little vampire flick in here, The idea of an immortal platoon that has been following the course of human war for a century definitely gives it points, as does the showboat performance of Stephen Quadros as hotshot soldier Walker and the understated, authoritative calm of David Parry as the troop's Civil-War-veteran leader, But I especially like the casting of vampire soldiers as a tireless force *against* oppressive evil, the low-key humor, and the mythic air that the film gives "los mejores" as the spooked peasants call the lethal, fast-travelling revenants. A nice little surprise; I'm glad we saw it.