I watched this a few days ago. It had pretty good ratings on Netflix and since I have a penchant for vampire movies, I thought I'd give it a go.
Oh man. The acting was terrible. It was made in 1991 but the little imp-things were about as cutting-edge as Jason and the Argonauts. I realize that the Argonauts' special effects were cutting-edge for 1963, but 27 years later you'd of thought they could have improved slightly.
I had some hopes it would be a pretty good movie, because it was filmed on location in Romania and was produced by a bunch of guys whose last names all ended in "-escu." The "bad" vampire looked good--I mean, bad, of course--his horrific appearance gave me hope right at the beginning, but when he ripped off his own fingertips and strewed them around so they could transform into those imp-things, I lost hope. I fell asleep toward the end but I'm pretty sure the good vampire killed the bad vampire. In any case, by that time I just didn't care.
Also the love interest was kind of creepy because it looked like the girl and the guy (who was the "good" vampire, of course) were brother and sister. There were some nekkid br34sts, but frankly they weren't impressive enough to make up for the movie.
And now there's, what, five of these movies? Good grief. I would recommend dubbing them all onto an 8-hour videocassette and turning it on just as you go to bed. That way if you're lucky it will all be over with by the time you wake up in the morning.
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