There are castles in the United States, but not many, and even fewer that are homes to vampires, in this case The Vampire himself. There is a bit of a twist here because Count Dracula - who is using a different name - has a wife. They are living happily undead forever after until they experience a major glitch; they don't actually own their castle, and when the elderly owner dies, he leaves it to his nephew, a photographer whose future wife insists on living there, and that in spite of the isolation, apart from the bats in the attic and the rats in the cellar.There are also three mortal bad guys in the shape of the faithful butler, the servant, and an escaped psychopath who murders no fewer than three people on his way to the castle to meet up with the undead who had promised him eternal life. Then there is the little matter of the shackled damsels keeping the rats company in the cellar. Oh yeah, and vampires worship the Moon.There were snatches of humour early on, and the film would have played out better as a black comedy, but if you don't take it too seriously, there are worse things to do on a Tuesday night, like watching UK soap operas.

When photographer Glen Cannon (Gene O'Shane) inherits an old castle, he decides to move in, along with his wife-to-be, bikini model Liz Arden (Barbara Bishop). Unfortunately, the property is currently occupied by Mr. & Mrs. Dracula (Alexander D'Arcy and Paula Raymond), their loyal butler George (John Carradine), a hulking caretaker called Mango (Ray Young), and an escaped killer named Johnny (Robert Dix), who may or may not be a werewolf—and they don't want to leave (not surprising considering the trouble they've gone to stocking their cellar with sexy young women as unwilling blood donors).Located in the middle of the Californian desert lies Shea's Castle, a faux-medieval monstrosity constructed in 1924 by a developer with far more cash than class; an unbelievably kitschy creation, the building proves the ideal locale for Blood of Dracula's Castle (1969), a tacky and tasteless piece of schlock from z-movie director Al Adamson that boasts an awful script, hammy performances, and dreadful dialogue, but which possesses a goofy charm that makes it hard to dismiss entirely.However, despite Adamson's rather tongue-in-cheek approach to the majority of the morbidity, and a general lack of concern for logic (the castle, surrounded by desert, is only a stone's throw from a beach!), there is also a noticeably mean streak that delivers several unexpectedly nasty moments, a few characters meeting surprisingly cruel fates, something that qualifies the film as more of a genuine horror experience than one might reasonably expect.

It's hard to watch a low budget horror film without seeing John Carradine. The veteran actor appears in over 300 films, many of them in this category. Here he plays the butler in Dracula's castle. Hus is the only decent performance in an otherwise forgettable film.Mango (Ray Young) searches for beautiful girls to replenish the stock in the castle of Count (Alexander D'Arcy) and Countess Townsend (Paula Raymond), the resident vampires. He gets to have them when they are through using their blood. What he does with them can only be imagined from the screams, as it happens off camera.They could have done so much more with this movie and stayed within budget, as low as it was.

You can't expect much out of those combo packs of public domain movies that were generally crap when originally released and still crap decades later when repackaged. The quality of the transfer to DVD is very bad, mine had vertical green lines dancing across the screen. As expected the acting and effects are what you would expect for a b- movie. Yes Dracula and his bride are in the movie but they have no fangs and look like they are going to an eternal dinner party. Man-go, who subs as an Igor type character, the butler- menacingly named George and a psycho named Johnny are the real mayhem makers abducting young women for their blood. I thought the heroes (a smart aleck photographer and his model squeeze) were duds and didn't really escape the clutches of a lame band of villains.