Due to a critical lesbian shortage, some town somewhere in Canada is overrun by vampires and only one person can save the day. You know...that guy. Here's a brief list of some of the stuff you'll see in this poorly made microbudget film: an extremely funky electro theme song, girl-on-girl vampire action, a punk rock mohican priest, awkward kung fu, several musical interludes featuring an all-singing-all-dancing cast of dozens, bad wigs, phony internal organs, videotape tracking problems, shoddy editing, shaky camerawork, a junk yard and a public park used as sets, a shawarma joke, several cups of fake blood, a talking bowl of whipped cream, a saintly luchador, and lots and lots of schtick. Terrible, but charming. I watched it on Netflix Instant Streaming. Here's a musical number for you:
Don't blame me, I had nothing to do with it.