Bloodsucker Leads The Dance (1975)

Dir: Alfredo Rizzo

This naff gothic potboiler finds a troupe of buxom actresses and their downtrodden assistant invited to the castle of a mysterious Count. The Count's family has suffered a convoluted "curse". Both his father and grandfather beheaded their wives with a special knife then jumped into the sea. His own wife has mysteriously disappeared so he's looking for a new one amongst the actresses. They seem to find nothing at all wrong with this situation. Mass decapitation and copious nudity ensues. Despite a reasonable first fifteen minutes setting things up, Bloodsucker quickly descends into tedium. The first half plays like a topless soap opera and the second like the dullest Sherlock Holmes story ever. It's cheap beyond belief; there's only one (daytime) exterior shot of the castle and it's repeated even when it's supposed to be night time. Colour stock footage of the surrounding sea wasn't affordable so they just use B&W. You get the idea. I guess someone somewhere tried their best with this and it has a sort of naive, hopeless charm to it but honestly? This is poor. *