'..you're beautiful like that...with his blood on your mouth...' Quite enjoyable erotic horror film that concerns a young thief who hides in a chateau who is manipulated by two young beauties to wait until daylight to leave unwittingly setting himself up as sacrifice to the bloodlust of some aristocratic women. Production values good for the genre even when performances lack but not the beauty of Brigitte Lahaie.
35 years later, now watching the movies I remember being turned off in a hurry when my dad realized kid-me had wandered down out of bed... (full circle?) Beautiful, and neither as shallow nor straightforward as it might seem. Fascination could've just as easily come from Bataille, if he'd gone to film school in the 70s. Gleeful impropriety and a scathing social commentary on the human weakness for power. Also boobs.
This film was frustrating because of how strong it is until the last quarter. The sense of dread Rollin creates throughout the movie is amazing. It's incredible to watch him build the suspense as we follow the main character to what we know almost immediately will be a bad end. However the final moments derail with bad character motivation and ruin what could be a great film. Lips of Blood is still my favorite so far
Goofy and ridiculous. Bad acting and unapologetic female exploitation at its finest. As a feminist I cringe, but this film was like the charming chauvinist at the table - you have to chuckle at his innocent, if unreflective boyish zest, even though he's a horrible person and you should try to avoid eye contact with him.
Not much to see here. The story is as flimsy as it gets, the performances awful across the board, and even the visuals, Rollin's strong suit, are strangely uninspired. I also struggle to find the "subtext" that's supposed to be there. A director like Rollin, treading the water that he does, is bound to deliver some awful duds sooner or later. This is one, without a doubt.
Of the slew of Rollins movies that MUBI has been showing the past few weeks, this is the only one to hold my interest throughout. Most likely this is due to the hot, busty and sometimes naked lady vampires, however there is a certain sense of style and coherence to this movie that the others lacked.
Jean Rollin does have a way with taking something that could be Skinamax sleaze and making it beautiful or scary. Yes there is plenty of nudity, but it looks more beautiful than exploitative. Plus, as a sense of dread begins to build throughout the film, the viewer may ask themselves if they really feel titillated. This movie successfully manages to be gorgeous and terrifying at the same time.
Fascination would make Hegel proud: the film is both tasteful and sleazy. The soft focus, gentle color palette, and genteel costumes/interiors lend an air of sophistication/restraint to the lurid bits. Depravity has never felt so deliciously softcore! Performances and plotting, lacking emotional/psychological realism, lend themselves to a Postmodern reading. Is there anything to glean from these sensuous surfaces?