(1971) Directed by Robert Young; Written by Judson Kinberg; Starring:
Adrienne Corri, Thorley Walters, Anthony Higgins, Robert Tayman, Laurence Payne
and David Prowse; Available on Blu-Ray and DVD
Rating: ***½
“None of you will live. The town of Schtettel will die. Your
children will die, to give me back my life.” – Count Mitterhaus (Robert Tayman)
Starting with Horror
of Dracula in 1957, Hammer produced many notable examples of the vampire
film, but by the end of the ‘60s, the ability to thrill or shock had
diminished. Enter 1970’s The Vampire
Lovers, which upped the ante for depictions of sex and nudity into the
staid Hammer formula. The cash-strapped production company became more
adventurous in the new decade, turning out some of their most distinctive
horror titles (with the occasional clunker here and there). Their stand-alone
vampire films adhered to many of the conventions of vampire lore, but were not necessarily
confined to the constraints of Bram Stoker’s novel. Vampire Circus* is one such example, which simultaneously embraces
and eschews the Hammer vampire flicks that preceded it.
* Fun Fact: George Baxt, who wrote the scripts for such
genre classics as The City of the Dead
and Circus of Horrors, was
responsible for the film’s title.
If a town could wear a “kick me” sign, the Bavarian village
of Schtettel would be a prime candidate. Throughout Vampire Circus, the little
burg attracts one form of calamity after another. In the lengthy prologue, the
dreaded vampire Count Mitterhaus (played by Robert Tayman, who must have single-handedly
exceeded the budget for ruffles and sideburns) holds the town in a
stranglehold. The schoolmaster’s (Laurence Payne) wife Anna (Domini Blythe) is
seduced by Mitterhaus, and falls under his spell. She abducts a child as
sacrificial offering to the count, which ends up as a sort of twisted foreplay.
None of this unsavory activity goes over well with the village leaders, and
Mitterhaus ends up staked, and his castle is set aflame. In some movies that
would be the end of the story, but it’s only the beginning of the Schtettel
residents’ misery, as the dying Mitterhaus vows revenge against the leaders and
their heirs. The story jumps forward several years, but poor Schtettel isn’t
any better off now, suffering from a scourge of a different kind – an unnamed
plague that’s killing off the residents one by one. At this moment, a gypsy circus
rolls into town to distract the villagers from their poor fortune, luring
them into another trap.
The circus itself is a unique blend of darkly fanciful and
perverse elements – think Something
Wicked This Way Comes, by way of Carmilla.
We witness a procession of bizarre acts to tempt the unsuspecting villagers, including
acrobats who transform into bats,* a black panther that turns into a human, and
one of the film’s highlights, a seductive tiger woman (don’t pay too much
attention to her ill-fitting bald cap) performs a wriggling dance that wouldn’t
have made it into a mainstream film a few years before. One of the side
attractions, a hall of mirrors, leads circus patrons to their doom.
* Instead of opting for the usual fake bats on strings, the
filmmakers used real bats throughout the film. Aside from a few dodgy optical
shots, their inclusion adds a level of veracity to an otherwise surreal film.
If Vampire Circus
seems a trifle rough around the edges, it’s largely due to the strict shooting
schedule, which left some key scenes and shots unfinished. Director Robert
Young’s appeal for time was rejected by Hammer head Michael Carreras, and as a
result, the filmmakers were forced to work with what they had. Another quibble
is that none of the leads possess the gravitas of a Christopher Lee, Peter
Cushing or Ingrid Pitt, but atmosphere’s the thing in Vampire Circus. It’s not about the individual performances, as much
as the ensemble work, particularly by Adrienne Corri as the ringmaster, Anthony
Higgins* as the enigmatic panther man Emil, Hammer regular Thorley Walters as
the absent-minded Burgermeister, Skip Martin as a diabolical clown, and hulking
David Prowse as a strongman. And while we’re on the subject of minor beefs, one
unresolved plot thread concerns the revival of Mitterhaus. Despite the infusion
of blood from several victims, the circus folk hesitate to remove the stake
from his chest. Perhaps it’s there like an oil dipstick, waiting until he’s been
topped off with an optimal level of blood?
* Look for Higgins in a memorable performance as Professor
Moriarty in Young Sherlock Holmes.
Film historians and their ilk are often fond of pointing out
that vampire films reflect the times in which they’re made, and I can’t argue
with this observation. Vampire Circus
reflected a shifting social paradigm in the late ‘60s/early ‘70s, depicting
vampirism as an invitation to explore hedonistic pleasures. It also mirrored
society’s increasing disenchantment with authority figures and government
leaders. The town leaders in the film engage in endless squabbles about how
best to deal with the vampires, the disease spreading through Schtettel, and
the circus, but no one seems to reach a consensus. Of course, a more cynical
interpretation is that Hammer saw an opportunity to ride the coattails of the Euro
horror movement, aping its more lurid aspects and stylistic flourishes, yet
retaining the Hammer feel. Thematically, Vampire
Circus appeared to be a good fit for the era, but it wasn’t marketed well
in the States, dying a quick death at the box office. Additionally, the
American distributors made cuts to gain a PG rating, which diluted the impact
of the film. Thankfully, the restored version is available for your enjoyment. Hurry,
hurry, step right up. Come one, come all, for a vampire flick that’s not the
same old thing.