More blood than a blutwurst, this camp West German black comedy concerns the long dead last victim of Count Dracula, resurrected by a construction crew one hundred years following her death, destined to upset the unsuspecting local populace.
Harris is in familiar territory playing the alpha-male police chief whose eccentric offsider (Arent) is the subject of frequent sight gags and punchlines at his expense. He soon falls for the eponymous villain whilst simultaneously investigating her ghastly crimes, blind to the obvious culprit right under his nose.
Beguiling Swiss bombshell Kraft is by no means a colour by numbers actress, and the fangs suit her, but the material doesn't always do her character justice e.g. The scene in which she's hit-on by an egotistical dwarf ('so small, yet so pushy' announces the leering bystander) is staged for a laugh although more likely to draw a weak chuckle at best.
Rounding out the talented cast, once an Irish paragon of style, ex-Hollywood star Boyd makes one of his last film appearances before his untimely death in 1977 (this was filmed in 1975). He's only in it briefly at the beginning, and looks to be having fun in spite of the rather camp, ghoulish appearance, quite a contrast to his typical on-screen persona and the earlier roles for which he's fondly remembered.
Beer-hall humour set to the typical kitsch Bavarian soundtrack of the era is more a polizioteschi version of 'Countess Dracula', 'Vampire Happening' and others of the ilk, distinguished somewhat by the eclectic cast, brisk pacing and a high body count (although its PG-grade stuff). There's very little gore on display, and so it's best viewed as an obscurity notable for the appearance of Kraft and Boyd (albeit briefly), and might attract minor cult interest.
