Scars of Dracula (1970)

A swift sprint through the Dracula movie formula, Hammer style. I’m talking Gothic castles and bodices ready to burst. I’m talking nervous villagers and lit candelabrum. I’m talking Christopher Lee as the villain and a sweet blonde with a neck chain crucifix nestled comfortably between her breasts. What gets this one going? A young student in the torchlight days sleeps with as many girls as he possibly can (hello, gratuitous nudity, how ya doin’?) fucks up and then has to run from an angry father straight to Dracula’s castle, where he goes missing. His friends trek out there to find him and the adventure begins. No surprises here. See this only if you’re up for another frolic through the cliches.