‘Bloody Addiction’, directed by Trina Davenport and written by Will R Ward, opens as Tony (Theophilus Knight) confesses his addiction to two close friends. There’s pain and vulnerability in his voice. His friends listen. They care. You begin to think this might be a raw, personal film about recovery and redemption.
Tony attends a group therapy session. He introduces himself. So does Tricia (Madelaine Shouse). Then Dean (Mel Thomas). Then Ryan (Glenn Felton). The atmosphere is off, just slightly. And then it explodes. They’re vampires addicted to blood. What unfolds is bloody, feral and fast. A total massacre.
Davenport’s direction pulls a bait-and-switch with full commitment. What starts as a somber look at one man’s struggle shifts into a grotesque metaphor for the way addiction consumes people – sometimes literally. It’s not subtle, but it is effective. The casting works especially well: Knight gives Tony warmth and depth, while Shouse, Thomas and Felton deliver their vampiric reveals with wild-eyed intensity.
Technically, the film is uneven. The cinematography and sound design feel raw but workable. Music cues, however, are a problem – some transitions are harsh enough to pull you out of the moment. The production lacks polish, but it does just enough to keep the momentum going.
‘Bloody Addiction’ stumbles in structure. The setup is absorbing, but the payoff is too quick. Tony’s arc feels cut short, and the story seems more invested in shock than resolution. Still, there’s a wild pulse to the film that refuses to be ignored.
