How sad is this?

The movie is wildly uneven but lively and timely - in its own surreal way

This movie feels like it was made purely to piss off people who want good shows

An old-fashioned movie made with new-fashioned finesse.

"Edward" (Brian Krause) is a scientist who is experimenting with capturing memories from dead people. His girlfriend, "Britt" (Pamela Anderson) is an artist. Lately, Edward hasn't spent much time with Britt and this is putting a huge strain on their relationship. Likewise, the fact that Edward has just been denied a grant to continue his research is adding to his stress levels. All of a sudden a famous scientist named "Everett Longstreet" (David Warner) comes along and offers Edward his entire estate. But there is a catch. Anyway, rather than disclose any of the mysteries of this film I will just say that I suppose it is watchable--but just barely. Obviously, the main attraction in this movie is Pamela Anderson and her presence certainly helped. Additionally, David Warner and Dean Stockwell (as "Duncan") also performed adequately. But the main problem with this film was the clumsy dialogue which impacted everyone's performance to a degree but most notably that of Brian Krause. In short, other than Pamela Anderson there really isn't anything remarkable about this film and I rate it as slightly below average.

Naked Souls was described on it's cover as an explicitly erotic thriller, something it is definetly not. It's just the kind of thriller that's made to cash in on Pamela's assets and the kind of wasteful slop you expect to run really late on Monday night television. Still, it does dabble in some really interesting themes and has some surprising plot twists which lift it above the usual B-grade standard. The performances by what could be called a respectable B-grade cast aren't too bad. Krause captures his character quite well, and Dean Stockwell and Pamela Anderson aren't bad in their underused (yes Pamela is underused AGAIN!) supporting roles. Definately NOT an exceptional piece of work, but a vaguely entertaining piece of dismal thriller all the same.

Unless you can never get enough Pam Anderson, this film is sure to disappoint. The story is okay, and the cast does a decent enough job, but I was never able to get interested in this picture. The ending is fairly obvious from the start, and therefore much of the movie is just seeing exactly what roadblocks get in the way before all the pieces fall into place. Ho-hum.

I used to refer to Pam as "Dead Parrot Anderson" (a comment on her acting abilities), until I realised that this was an insult to the parrot in the Monty Python sketch, which was a FAR better actor.I think Pam's breasts are displayed in the first 4 minutes of this film - if this film was meant to be "erotic" in some way, there could at least have been some buildup to the sex scenes.Some more characterisation so that we could have a little interest in the people (up & coming artist, with brilliant but pre-occupied scientist boyfriend, lecherous "friend" after the girl - surely the scriptwriter could have done a little more with this situation) before Pam reveals all would have gone a long way. I have no objection to such scenes if they are really part of the plot, but here they were quite irrelevant.