I liked the movie Blade.
In my opinion, it was a skillfully crafted action film that made clever use of it’s comic book license, as well as vampire lore in general.
That being said, it goes without saying that Blade was fairly popular and successful movie of it’s time.
Apparently it was so popular, that someone over at the offices of the WWF felt it would be wise to cash in on it’s success, and introduce a stable of vampires to their organization.
That’s right, WRESTLING FUCKING VAMPIRES.
The crew routinely dressed in foppy, Anne Rice-y poofy shirts, topped off with sunglasses which I’m guessing were supposed to “protect them” from the sun or whatever.
If their attire, as well as the timing of their debut wasn’t enough evidence to cement The Brood’s status as Blade rip-offs, then certainly their entrance theme; an obnoxiously loud and club-y techno beat, drives the point home more than anything.
Have you fuckin’ seen Blade?
Like, half of the movie’s running time is dedicated to fuckin’ techno!
Anyway, The Brood debuted at a time when I was absolutely in love with wrestling, but even my 12 year old pea brain was wise enough to know they were shameless rip-offs of a popular contemporary movie.
Oh well, at least everything ended well for The Brood.
The talent-less Gangrel was ejected from the organization, and Edge and Christian would go on to prove their worth through some of the most insane and over-the-top matches of all time, capturing lasting fame and glory in the process.
Time for some techno: