A photographer (Gene Otis Shayne) inherits a castle in the middle of nowhere from his deceased uncle. He and his girlfriend (Jennifer Bishop) drive down to the castle with the intention of displacing the current tenants. What he doesn't know is that the current tenants are Dracula (Alexander D'Arcy) and his wife (Paula Raymond). So inept and amateurish in its film making skills that one could write pages on the nonsensical and illogical behavior of its characters and plotholes. Although D'Arcy and Raymond play their roles for comedy (the only professional performances in the cast), everyone else seems to be flatly reading their lines off cue cards. It's the kind of movie where young beauties drive through deserted country roads and when, of course, their car breaks down, do they walk along the road seeking help like most normal people do? No, they walk through the woods! And one has to wonder just what
is those woods that attract nubile young maidens (two others do the same) to wander through it all alone. The film has the silliest make up job for its Wolf Man. You'd think his victims would burst out in a fit of giggles rather than scream. The film is a veritable textbook on bad film making. Remarkably there are a couple nice visual touches like a long tracking shot of a man running courtesy of Laszlo Kovacs (
EASY RIDER) before he moved on to "A" films. Directed by Al Adamson. With John Carradine as Dracula's butler.
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