a review of 嗜血伯爵

HOOPTOBER OCHO NIGHT TWENTY-SIX This one starts on a promising note, with some middle-aged rich creeps deciding to spice up their Dangerous Nights excursions by getting a snort of some reconstituted Dracula blood that a peddler scraped off of a gravestone. But UH OH! Dracula comes back to life and starts taking vengeance. In principle, this should be fun in the same way as the DR. PHIBES movies, but unfortunately Hammer was still making these movies as stuffy costume dramas with occasional dashes of Dracula thrown in for color. I'm still puzzled by how Christopher Lee got typecast as Dracula because of these movies, because he's barely in a lot of them.