Good horror flick. No movie can be overlooked that has wimpy John Fielder as a fearless vampire stalker. Seems a hippie clan up LA's Topanga Canyon is enticed by ethereal stranger (Quarry) into coming to his canyon mansion. Of course, he has dire motives for enticing them. But he's a smooth talker, with what sounds like a profound message about life and eternity. I couldn't help thinking Charles Manson given the general context of hippies following a charismatic leader. But the mansion turns out to be something of a labyrinth of horror, as the care-free kids soon find out.I like the way Pico (Ewing) is shown early on as possessing what was then an unusual knowledge of Asian martial arts. That way, we know he's more than his rather slight appearance. He'll need that when he defies the imperious Khorda. Then too, the exotic looking Barbado (Hilton) makes a scary zombie-like enforcer. That opening scene with him at the beach amounts to a real grabber. Also, there're a couple of good twists that break with genre clichés. Anyway, pitting hippies against a vampire is an imaginative premise that plays out in pretty effective fashion. So ignore establishment critic Roger Ebert who hated the movie (IMDB), probably because the title smacked of lowly drive-in fare. And kudos to leading-man actor Ray Danton who shows talent in his first directorial outing. Meanwhile, as an LA resident, I guess I won't be going up Topanga Canyon any time soon.

This is a bit different for a vampire film - the idea of vampires and hippies together. The movie does have entertainment value for fans of vampires in film.For a budget film it's pretty good. The acting is much better in this film than you'd expect. The story is interesting enough and the costumes and sets are good.Robert Quarry make one creepy looking vampire - he's a bit scary in this one. He plays Khorda a mysterious man that ends up with a following of hippies.Overall this is a fun vampire film - it may not be the best vampire film made but it's an entertaining one that is enjoyable to watch.6/10

Back in the '70s, when cable TV first came to Northeastern Pennsylvania, subscribing meant the addition of three channels: WPHL 17, out of Philly, WPIX 11, out of New York, and WORTV 9, also out of New York. For an adolescent horror fan, however, these channels were a dream come true, with Dr. Shock's Horror Theater and Mad Theater on Channel 17, WPIX's Chiller Theater (with the six-fingered hand emerging from a pool of blood), and Channel 9's Fright Night at 1 a.m. on Saturdays. It's this last program where I first saw "Deathmaster," and at the time, I was too young to understand why it would be considered a bad movie. I didn't understand he plethora of exploitation genre it, well, exploited (biker movies, kung fu movies, hippie movies, etc.) I was - thankfully - unaware of the Tate-LaBianca murders. I watched this movie with no prejudicial baggage at all...and it scared the hell out of me. This was largely because of atmosphere. This movie is very emotionally claustrophobic. It's more grim than you'd expect. There's no comic relief, and as the film progresses, things get more and more desperate. There's no happy ending, and the final despair stayed with me a long time after that first viewing. Even now, just listening the very '70s score by Bill Marx (Harpo's son, by the way), I can feel the atmosphere closing in on me...which is a good thing, a sign of the film's effectiveness.Listening to Robert Quarry's recollections on the DVD release was very disappointing, since this movie - which I've been seeking for years - seems to have been an afterthought by everyone involved with it, a way to make a cheap buck, with no real love or ambition invested in it. Too bad. I have to wonder what it would have been like had it been helm-ed by people who really wanted to make a great movie.I don't know that I'd recommend this film to anyone unless. Unless you're the sort of person who, after hearing a brief description of the plot, would be curious, it's probably not going to satisfy you, or come across as being silly. It's only the few of us who were there, eyes glued to the screen on those late Saturday nights, who are going to have a true appreciation for this long-lost gem.

A hippie vampire! There's really not much more to be said, save for an excellent performance by the underrated Quarry as the lead. This was a Saturday afternoon staple during the 70's on NYC local stations. I recommend it, if you can find it, but don't take it too seriously though.