Ridículamente maravillosa. Aún recuerdo que mi hermana tenía un recuerdo vago de que mi padre la llevó a ver una película de Drácula vomitando sangre. Fue bonito descubrir que no estaba loca :P

I wasn't particularly drawn to Flesh for Frankenstein when I streamed that for the Criterion Challenge, so I was a bit reluctant to explore this companion film. I found I enjoyed it far more, for two basic reasons. Firstly, I found the premise more interesting: Dracula is dying and must find the blood of a virgin to continue living. Secondly, there is a lot of commentary on class issues as well as an exploration of sexual values. The sexuality here feels more organic and artistic than it felt in Flesh for Frankenstein; it actually advances the story. I think I prefer this to Bram Stoker's Dracula, and I certainly enjoyed it more than the lethargic Count Dracula and His Vampire Bride.

Morrissey's deliberate camp and vicious social satire hit sublime heights when he blended it with the horror genre, and especially when he found Udo Kier. Morrissey subversively casts his vampire as the representation of traditional values struggling to survive in a modern era awash in vice and corrupt political sloganeering. One can't help but root for Kier as he's surrounded by viciously unpleasant, amoral characters who take advantage of him and cause his eventual downfall. Brilliant stuff.

In the 1920s the sickly Count travels from Romania to Italy searching for virgin blood in order to restore his health. Once in Italy they arrange to meet with a bourgeois traditional Catholic family with four unmarried daughters. Standing between the Count and the daughters is the promiscuous Marxist handyman who suspects that something is not right. This film is more complex that it appears. On the surface it is a gruesome black comedy. At it's core it is about religion, morality, class struggle and politics.

This movie is hilarious. But not in a bad way actually. We follow Dracula on his journey to find a virgin, since he's poisoned by non-pure blood. But, sadly, it seems it's really hard to find pure blood. Udo Kier is a fantastic, sexy Dracula and I'll never forget to hear him cry: "The blood of this whores is killing me!" with his cool accent. It's a really funny movie, with lots of sex and blood.

I don't know if this was the best film to pop my Paul Morrissey cherry with, but what is innocence lost without a hint of regret? High art crossed with campy drive-in fodder sounds right up my alley, but oddly enough I was left strangely unimpressed. Given the ambitions, Udo Kier was best of all possible choices for Dracula and the screen presence of Joe Dallesandro is enough to make me curious about Paul Morrissey's other classic, Trash. This otherwise mundane film had a pretty cool finale.

Ridículamente maravillosa. Aún recuerdo que mi hermana tenía un recuerdo vago de que mi padre la llevó a ver una película de Drácula vomitando sangre. Fue bonito descubrir que no estaba loca :P

Drácula sólo puede alimentarse de sangre virgen... ¿y si cada vez es más difícil encontrarla?

Esta bizarra representación del clásico Vampiro va de la comedia al gore, pasando por el soft porn. Es una maravilla lo desquiciada e histérica que se llega a convertir.

Vista en Noctambulante.

Part intriguing retelling of the Dracula tale, part soft-core erotica. Much like Flesh for Frankenstein, Blood for Dracula boats stunning scenery and meticulously framed shots.

Kitsch, sexy, tasteless ("I'd love to rape the hell out of her"), horrible and yet somehow enjoyable.

Reviewed as part of my Shocktober 2012 Challenge.

A parade of perversions, but I suspect that was its purpose.

Mario was a douchebag.

I wasn't particularly drawn to Flesh for Frankenstein when I streamed that for the Criterion Challenge, so I was a bit reluctant to explore this companion film. I found I enjoyed it far more, for two basic reasons. Firstly, I found the premise more interesting: Dracula is dying and must find the blood of a virgin to continue living. Secondly, there is a lot of commentary on class issues as well as an exploration of sexual values. The sexuality here feels more organic and artistic than it felt in Flesh for Frankenstein; it actually advances the story. I think I prefer this to Bram Stoker's Dracula, and I certainly enjoyed it more than the lethargic Count Dracula and His Vampire Bride.