GER26 Blood for Dracula

Presented in tribute to Udo Kier, 1974’s Blood for Dracula remains one of the great delirious artefacts of cult cinema: obscene, elegant, perverse and unexpectedly fragile. Directed by Paul Morrissey and originally released in some markets as Andy Warhol’s Dracula, the film casts Kier as an aristocratic, visibly wasting Count who travels to Italy in search of virginal blood, only to find a world already rotten beneath its Catholic surfaces. Opposite Joe Dallesandro’s earthy peasant and a household of daughters poised between innocence and performance, Kier turns Dracula into something both monstrous and pitiful: a creature of appetite, exhaustion and aristocratic decay. What makes the film unforgettable is not simply its gore or satire, but Kier’s singular control of tone. His Dracula is camp and tragic at once, absurdly theatrical yet genuinely doomed. Shot in Italy soon after Flesh for Frankenstein, the film fuses Grand Guignol horror, sexual farce and political provocation into a wickedly stylised attack on class, purity and repression. Few performers could make such sickness feel so exact, strange and sublime, or so piercingly funny in collapse itself.