For it to succeed as a sensual erotic horror, Lust For A Vampire requires a far more nuanced approach than an inexperienced director like Jimmy Sangster is able to give (his only previous directorial effort being the less-than-subtle semi-comedic The Horror of Frankenstein). Sangster's approach is basic to say the least, ladling on the Gothic silliness in the opening scenes, relying on the frequent female nudity to distract viewers from the script's sillier aspects, and cribbing his visual flair from the continental horror directors of the day.
But although, as a work of art, the film is seriously lacking, as a silly, fun vampiric romp with plenty of quality T&A, it certainly delivers the goods. Set in a finishing school exclusively for attractive, pillow-chested babes, the film offers viewers non-stop titillation, with delicious Yutte Stensgaard as buxom Carmilla Karnstein frequently stripping off and getting raunchy with both her sapphic plaything Susan (Pippa Steel) and womanising author Richard Lestrange (Michael Johnson).
Furthermore, Ralph Bates puts in a memorable turn as creepy professor Giles Barton, unintentional laughs are provided by Radio 1 DJ Mike Raven as Count Karnstein, who sports a wicked widow's peak and smartly clipped goatee, and is strangely dubbed to sound like Christopher Lee, and the film also features a hilariously inappropriate love song (Strange Love by Tracy) during a sex scene between Johnson and Stensgaard.
In a suitably clichéd finalé, a rampaging mob of angry villagers, complete with flaming torches and pitchforks, set fire to Castle Karnstein, causing a beam to collapse and pierce the heart of the lovely Mircalla/Carmilla/Marcilla/Clamlair/Lilacram/whatever-the-hell-her name-is (which results in her turning into a flaming rubber dummy!).
But although, as a work of art, the film is seriously lacking, as a silly, fun vampiric romp with plenty of quality T&A, it certainly delivers the goods. Set in a finishing school exclusively for attractive, pillow-chested babes, the film offers viewers non-stop titillation, with delicious Yutte Stensgaard as buxom Carmilla Karnstein frequently stripping off and getting raunchy with both her sapphic plaything Susan (Pippa Steel) and womanising author Richard Lestrange (Michael Johnson).
Furthermore, Ralph Bates puts in a memorable turn as creepy professor Giles Barton, unintentional laughs are provided by Radio 1 DJ Mike Raven as Count Karnstein, who sports a wicked widow's peak and smartly clipped goatee, and is strangely dubbed to sound like Christopher Lee, and the film also features a hilariously inappropriate love song (Strange Love by Tracy) during a sex scene between Johnson and Stensgaard.
In a suitably clichéd finalé, a rampaging mob of angry villagers, complete with flaming torches and pitchforks, set fire to Castle Karnstein, causing a beam to collapse and pierce the heart of the lovely Mircalla/Carmilla/Marcilla/Clamlair/Lilacram/whatever-the-hell-her name-is (which results in her turning into a flaming rubber dummy!).