If this third film
in Hammer's Dracula franchise hadn't starred Christopher Lee, it
would be a well-mounted but unremarkable no-frills vampire suspenser.
I use the term 'starred' carefully, because it depends on his star
charisma to make us overlook the fact that he's in it for all of
about nine minutes and never utters a single word. It's a decent
movie in it's own right, but it's Lee that gives it a kick – not a
bad feat for a villain who last time we saw him had the physical
consistency of Nestle's Quik (1958's Horror of Dracula saw the Count
dusted by daybreak).
A group of
travelers is warned away from Carlsbad and the castle there but go
anyway. The survivors flee to the safety of a monastery. Dracula
pursues. Plotwise and storywise, it's that basic. .The traveling
foursome – couple Charles and Diana, Charles' brother Alan, and
Alan's wife Helen - monopolize the film's runtime, and they are
pleasant enough (barring Helen, an unceasing scold and killjoy) but
bland as the script requires nothing more of them than to be vampire
bait.
Early on they meet
Father Sandor, our substitute for a Van Helsing type. Over multiple
viewings I'm beginning to have a problem with Sandor: first he is
scolding the locals for being overly cautious and superstitious
about vampires, Dracula having been defeated ten years earlier (and
disregarding the thriving vampire community he left in his wake, per
Brides of Dracula – really, do not look to Hammer for any kind of
continuity), so he wins audience sympathy for being both learned and
holding a modern contempt for superstition...then once the menace is
unveiled Sandor takes up their methods without a hint of irony. He
presents himself as a man of the world, weary and crass as a shock
tactic, yet dignified in speech. Played with gravitas by Andrew
Keir, Sandor carves out a presence distinct enough from Cushing's
Van Helsing that he could have well continued for further
sequels...though he's beginning to wear on me a little. When he
warns the wedded couple to beware the castle, he neglects to offer
any reason why they should, and then rescues them later (those that
survived the night) with an I-told-you-so. He's a 'designated
hero', Sandor is: we're fully expected to admire him simply because
he is the script's answer to the villain, and never mind that he
comes across at times as a sanctimonious hypocrite. It's s not that
he's unlikeable, actually he's quite warm-hearted beneath a thin
gruff veil. The problem is that he's not credibly
likeable...he's a little too good to be true.
More intriguing
are a couple of minor villains, Klove (Phillip Latham) and Ludwig
(Thorley Walters). Klove is an invention of Hammer's, an all-around
manservant at Castle Dracula, a dusty old wreck faithful long after
the Count has been vanquished. Ludwig is a crafty, flighty stand-in
for Renfield, a mental case staying at the monastery. Thorley
Walters is one of those great character actors that you instantly
know (and love) from countless other films without ever quite being
able to recall what they were, and he's most welcome here.
Like Brides of
Dracula, there is no subtext and no overt sexuality aside fro that
inherent in Lee himself as Dracula. He functions as Bruce the shark
from jaws, without pretense to anything other than raw hunger.
Interestingly, we never see him feed this time out, but we do get
our first screen treatment of the Count slicing his own bare chest
for his intended to drink from. If POD brings little new to the
table, we do get that nuance to the vampiric treatment of sexuality.
Ultimately the
movie is a Miller Lite – tastes great, less filling. I think it's
more deft than some of the later sequels, but at the same time less
interesting...and it pales beside Brides of Dracula for involving
story and characters. It's the shallower treatment of the characters
that hurts the film a little, though there's also something to be
said for the limited role Dracula plays in it. It must be remembered
that in both Horror of Dracula and Stoker's novel our villain hardly
puts in much of an appearance nor has has much to say once the set-up
is through. Having been in development well before Lee signed , the
script went through a number of revisions that could have seen it
filmed as a stand-alone vampire film outside the franchise. This
accounts for the slow build, as a new vampire would have needed to
build its world and villain rather than get right down to business.
Lee liked to claim that the dialog was so dreadful he refused to
speak his lines (which begs the question of the godawful lines he
uttered in Drink the Blood of Dracula), but like any good actor Lee
was known to dramatize his bio a bit. Attested to by everyone else
involved, there was never a script draft for POD that included lines
for the Count.
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