When Dracula is attempting to gain entrance to his hotel room via the window, you can see that its pitch black behind him. however, the very next scene shows that its almost daylight outside. See more »
Terrible comedy from once-respected British director Clive Donner, a modern-day Dracula tale told with a comedic bent, and with a bevy of Playboy models for victims (in case we missed which corporation these ladies work for, the Playboy Club in London is prominently featured). Vampire David Niven needs the blood of nubile playthings to keep wife Teresa Graves alive, and the only commendable thing you can say about this scenario is the relaxed way in which white men and black women interact sexually. The jokes are stale, the picture looks crummy, and the final gag is ridiculous. It took four more years to get a bloody good Dracula comedy, "Love at First Bite", which puts this one to shame. NO STARS from ****
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