Necropolis. 1986.
New York, the punk era of the 80s of questionable outfits, big fuzzy hair and a film with ton of bad acting that nobody actually had a decent career after this.
LeeAnn Baker is a witch from 1600 and now reincarnated looking for people to kill and bring back her followers. Michael Conte is the Italian/American copper on the case of why people are dropping down dead from heart attacks as the coroner seems to think thats the case....how he got a doctor's degree is questionable. Jackie Fitz is the tag along who just happens to be there and new love interest and we got a priest who seems to know al lot about witches.
Found this on Full Moon via Amazon, saw this about 20 years ago and wasnt great, and now its laughable, a witch managing to grow four other small breasts and nipples to feed her followers. The kills are done off screen. Very light on the gore, except for a disembodied burn to a crisp hand. For a film that is about 1 hour and 15 mins long it doesn't get any better.
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