Social Media Post - Taste the Blood of Dracula (1970) or Father Doesn't Always Know Best.

 Taste the Blood of Dracula (1970) or
Father Doesn't Always Know Best. 

In the fifth installment of Hammer Films’ Dracula series, director Peter Sasdy and screenwriter Anthony Hinds (as John Elder) visit the theme of corruption from the older, patriarchal generation in conflict with the youth, themes Sasdy would revisit in his script for Twins of Evil, his final Karnstein trilogy story. Count Dracula himself undergoes an unusual change as he becomes an anti-hero, removing three of society's hypocritical leaders. To do this, he sets their children against the fathers in a revenge orgy of spilled familial blood and terror.

Social Media Post - Twins of Evil (1971)

Twins of Evil (1971)

Twins of Evil (1971) is Tudor Gates' third and final screenplay of the Karnstein Trilogy for Hammer Films. Taking place long before Lust for a Vampire and The Vampire Lovers, Twins of Evil offers an origin story of the haunted, Satan worshiping Karnsteins. Instead of concentrating on supernatural creatures seeking to destroy families and corrupt their children, Twins of Evil points a finger at the men who use those stories for their own advantage. Unlike the earlier films, the lesbian vampires are practically nonexistent. Lacking the bared breasts and passionate kisses of the earlier films, the audience witnesses scene after scene of conscienceless destruction caused by the two men in the center of the story

Vampyros Lesbos (Jesus Franco, 1971)

Jesus (Jess) Franco is an extremely frustrating film maker to appreciate.  If the trailer for his latest film, Crypt of the Condemned is any indication, his latest film is a soft core (maybe hard core?) pornographic film that takes place solely in an apartment with three naked and extremely friendly women.  But he also is responsible for for one of the greatest, modern vampire movies, 1971's Vampyros Lesbos.

The Woman in Black, (James Watkins, 2012)

I just finished watching Hammer Films' The Woman in Black with Harry Potter Daniel Radcliff, Ciaran Hinds and some of the most frightening CGI I have ever seen.

This film was pants-wettingly-scary, plenty of jump out of-your-skin moments.

True story:  In 1984, my girlfriend and I went to see  a Friday the 13th movie on a rainy, Easter Sunday before her  parents took us back to Miami University.  I remember thinking it was odd that there were so many small children in the same theater.

The movie was laughably bad, which is not always a bad thing with me.  As I was explaining to my girlfriend that Jason was surely about to grab his next victim from under the stairs I paused long enough to jump out of my seat and somehow leap completely over her, landing on her lap and screaming the rest of my snarky comments about how predictable a movie it was into her ear, all because Jason Voorhees grabbed his next victim from under the stairs.

Better than drugs.