There’s a beautiful aimlessness to Jean Rollin
films, which is not a criticism: we could all do with some aimless beauty once
in a while. His oeuvre mainly consists of good looking and scantily clad people
embroiled in supernatural situations in gothic locales. The Nude Vampire is no
exception, and is full of twins and masks and blood and suicide. There aren’t really any
vampires in the traditional sense, although there is a lot of nudity, so the
title is at least half right. There is a proper story in there, and an interesting new horror
mythology, but it all takes second place to atmosphere, location and Rollin’s wonderful
visual sensibilities.
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