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The Vampire Lovers

You've got to give it to Hammer, they really knew what they were doing. At the peak of their production in the 60's, they were the absolute undisputed masters of gothic horror films featuring extravagant costuming, titillating stories, and graphic violence all stirred up in one big cauldron. In the Hammer stew there is never a shortage of heaving bosoms, pursed lips, or lesbian affairs. You'll never go hungry for werewolves, vampires, ghosts, or witches.

The writing team was also smart enough to leverage existing stories, making only very slight alterations to each, to create a gigantic library of movies. In some cases, they simply dug up offbeat little horror pieces and adapted those for the screen. In other cases, they worked various renditions off of classics like Dracula, spinning the story in as many ways possible to create multiple films.

To be completely honest, there's nothing particularly stand out about The Vampire Lovers, aside from being part of a lesbian vampire trilogy that was actually sort of scandalous when it was produced. The story is literally Dracula, played by a predominantly female cast. The true mystery of this movie is not why it is popular, but how the casting director managed to round up so many absolutely gorgeous women with perfect breasts.

On that note, I'm certain there's nothing else I can tell you about this movie that will have a greater affect on whether you watch it or not.

I absolutely can't find the trailer anywhere, but you can watch the entire movie on YouTube any time you like.

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