Dracula Blows His Cool

When photographer Stan turns his ancestral castle into a discotheque, he is unaware that his vampiric great-grandparents still live in the crypt, having spent many years feeding on stolen bottled plasma (supplied to them by their loyal servant Boris). Now, with an endless stream of young clubbers partying mere feet from their coffins, the undead couple cannot resist rising from their tomb to sample fresh blood.

A late-70s sex comedy from Germany, Dracula Blows His Cool is a puerile mix of slapstick, smut, and disco music that is unlikely to tickle the ribs of even the most unsophisticated audience. However, red-blooded males might find it easy to forgive the embarrassingly awful comedic content since the film also features a constant stream of nudity from a bevy of beautiful, buxom women.

And, if like me, you find that you can, from time-to-time, when in the right frame of mind, actually derive enjoyment from shockingly awful films (with loads of tits and soft-core sex), then there is a slim chance you could find this dated slice of trash worth watching. But it might be a good idea to get drunk first, just in case.

4 out of 10 (or possibly 5, if suitably rat-arsed).