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Vampyres
[Blue Underground]
1974; color
Directed by Jose Ramon Larraz
Starring: Marianne Morris, Anulka, Murray Brown, Brian Deacon & Sally Faulkner
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Vampyres is an unfortunately disappointing and slow softcore lesbian vampire flick that pales in comparison to most of the other examples of the genre I've seen. (Much to Bunny's dismay, although I've seen a lot of them, I'm not tired of the stuff yet). Subtitled Daughters of Dracula, even the Prince Of Darkness himself would turn over in his coffin if he had to sit through this more than once every three hundred years. (OK, maybe it's not THAT bad...) Things start off sexily enough with two naked girls fooling around in bed. Someone, whose shadow is all we ever see, enters the room and, just as the girls see whoever this is and begin screaming, they're shot dead. Jump to the present (assuming what we'd just seen was in the past) and a man is checking into a hotel. One of the clerks, an old man, swears he's seen this guy years ago but the man gets a squirrely look on his face and he tells him he must be mistaken. Next, we see a young couple driving down a country road with their trailer in tow. They pass two oddly dressed women on the side of the road but don't stop. The couple eventually do stop at a clearing near an old (presumably) abandoned mansion and decide to camp there for a few days. The female half of our camping couple just can't shake the image of the two roadside ladies from her head and gradually becomes obsessed with them. But more on that later. Haphazardly, we go back to the hotel guest driving down the road. He picks up one of the girls, the redhead with unfortunately British teeth. After spending the evening back at the mansion, knocking back many a glass of vino, he ends up in the sack with her. The next morning he wakes up to find her gone and his arm deeply gashed across the inside of the elbow, as if by a blade. He hangs around the house all day and finally, when the girls return with a man in tow, he learns both ladies live in the large mansion. The four of them spend the night drinking and, after they've paired off and fooled around and he's asleep, the two girls kill their evening's quarry and slurp his blood in a frenzy. The next day, as their new house guest is driving down the road, he comes across a car wreck being cleaned up by the police. Whose body do they cart off? None other than last night's party guest, naked (behind the wheel no less) and covered in blood. instead of hightailing it outta there he goes back to the house to confront the girls, who are of course gone because it's daylight. That evening he tries to get some answers, but is only met with more wine and more sex. Finally, as he tries to get away the next day, he seeks help from the couple in the trailer. All this results in is the two vampire girls killing the couple and, strangely enough, leaving him alone. The morning after that, he wakes up in his car as he's accosted by an old gent who turns out to be a realtor showing the property. This results in the incredibly disappointing 'oh, it must have all been a drunken dream' realization, which is really a throwaway that indicates (to me at least) the writer couldn't come up with a decent ending and just copped out. While Vampyres might not be for genre completists only, I'd be hard pressed to recommend this one to anything more than a few niche audiences.
—the Kommandant
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