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Shot back-to-back with Andy Warhol’s Flesh for Frankenstein, Blood for Dracula is a consensual non-consensual softcore pornographic movie vaguely based on Bram’s Stoker’s classic tale featuring full frontal nudity; male and female. Contrary to most renditions of Count Dracula, this one isn’t visited but instead leaves his castle to travel. He goes on a quest to find the ideal bride: a virgin.
Udo Kier’s vampire is depicted as picky, whiny and frail. He seems to have nothing but weaknesses and isn’t much of a threat. For these reasons, Blood for Dracula feels more like a joke than a horror movie. The humor is so subtle, yet twisted, that you might miss it if you didn’t tip your head just right. The movie is so dense with hypnotic dialogue that getting in tune with the farce is a puzzle.
All of this happens inside gorgeous Victorian interior sets; a tapestry of sculptures, beautiful paintings and high ceilings. Exterior shots are vast, breath-taking and just as vibrant. These romantic qualities alone makes the film worth watching despite the bad taste, the exploitation facet, the stagnant conversations, the lack of magic, of a worthy foe, and despite Dracula’s baffling feebleness.