Vampyres (1974)

A traveler and a couple realize they are in the presense of a vampiric lesbian couple who snatch men off the street and feed upon them.

First things first. When has it been acceptable to use someones front yard as a camping area? Honestly? That is possibly the first plot hole I never got. Other then that, if you're are looking for a plot in this movie, forgive me for laughing in your face. Hard. This thing is pure grade A cheesy sexploitation. Wait, wait. I'm sorry. Here, if it's any concession, I'll tel you the plot. Sex, sex, sex, wine, wine, blood, sex sex, a little rest, sex, sex, sex, blood, blood, blood, wine, wine, wine, sex, sex. You get the picture. The plot's so thin, Qui Chang Kang had to walk across it to become a shoulin monk.

Now not to sound like a grumpy gus, there are some good things to this movie. Two pair to be exact. I kid. I kid. Honestly though, the ladies were lovely and played their parts wonderfully. Also, the guy behind the camera was Harry Waxman. He's was also the cinematographer for The Wicker Man. His work behind the lens for this movie definitely flourishes. Lush English forests and decrepit old manors are all the more detailed thanks to Waxman.

If you need to get this movie, that's cool. Horror completest (see! Learned a new word.) would enjoy it. Just remember, if your girl or your wife catches you watching it, tell them it's for the Waxman. Otherwise, it's for the boobies.

2 and a half stars.