In the wrong mood, this is pretentious and difficult to sit through, a melding of sexploitation, slow mood and horror that’s absolutely for the acquired taste only. What a strange and atmospheric film it is though, even if I’m unsure whether I actually liked it or not; amongst so many pedestrian and flimsily made films, something this thick in mood and style for all its major flaws is admirable.
Rollin continued his descent into the surreal in this tale of a newlywed couple on their honeymoon who stop to visit her cousins who just happen to be vampires. Explores the origins of the vampire myth in an ancient battle between Paganism and Christianity. Still plagued by a bizarre sense of eroticism, but more dreamlike and surreal (and less plot-heavy) than the just plain strange THE NUDE VAMPIRE.
Always a joy to rewatch a Rollin film (more so when the last time I watched this it was a copy of a copy of a copy of a vhs tape). The surrealism, the imagery, the pop Bavaesque lighting, the bad acting, the campy melodrama, the erotic vampirism, the ridiculously absurd vampire entrances, the bad day for night shots, the acid guitar twang... Pure bliss.