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Following a strange encounter with a young woman, Pierre (Olivier Martin) begins snooping around the location where he last saw her and quickly uncovers a mystery leading all the way to his own father. See, Pierre's dad has kidnapped this vampire girl and is using his company in order to try to find out the secret to her immortality. This is director Jean Rollin's second vampire film but the first one that I've witnessed. I'm not sure it is entirely successful, but it clearly establishes some Rollin motifs. I did enjoy the dream-like staging even if it has a slumber-like pace at only 81 minutes long. As always, Rollin has a keen eye for the ladies and everyone here is downright gorgeous. Especially of note are the twin servants, played by real life twins Marie-Pierre & Catherine Castel. Rollin also has an equally good eye at catching some great images and the final half hour set in a picturesque château in the country features some really striking bits. Of course, you know he is going to work that beach in there too and the last few minutes feature that famous location (plus a dimensional jump and twist that reminded me a bit of PHANTASM).

The eighth Jean Rollin film I have watched is also possibly the weirdest; the intriguing plot (such as it is) seems initially to be too flimsy to sustain even its trim 84 minutes but it somehow contrives to get inordinately muddled as it goes along! A would-be female vampire (scantily-clad, as promised by the title) is held in captivity inside a remote château and emerges only to 'feast' on the blood of willing victims (who are apparently members of a suicide club) As if unsure where all of this would lead him, the writer-director ultimately has the human villain – actually the blank-faced hero's kinky father – ludicrously revealed as a mutant(?!) from the future! The languorous pace and dream-like atmosphere (the cultists wear hoods and animal masks to hide their features from the sheltered girl) are, of course, typical of both the film-maker (ditto the seashore setting at the {anti}climax) and the "Euro-Cult" style, as are the bevy of nubile beauties on display. Personally, the most enjoyable thing about the whole visually attractive but intellectually vacuous affair was watching familiar character actor Bernard Musson (who appeared in six latter-day Luis Bunuel films) crop up bemusedly through it from time to time!

Pierre Radamante (Olivier Rollin) tries to help a beautiful young woman (Caroline Cartier) who is being pursued by people wearing creepy animal masks and brandishing guns. Pierre is unable to save the woman from being shot and captured. He follows the masked people to their headquarters- a club where his father, Georges (Maurice Lemaître), is a member. Pierre sets out to discover what is going on inside, and finds out that his father and his associates are experimenting on the beautiful woman: they believe she is a vampire and that, through her, they will be able to achieve immortality.

Jean Rollin's The Nude Vampire doesn't deliver on its title: she's never actually nude, always draped in one of the director's trademark pieces of coloured chiffon, and she's not even a vampire. What the film does deliver are plenty of seriously strange and surreal sequences, none of which make much sense, but which are so totally bizarre that the film still proves a fairly entertaining experience. The random weirdness includes a woman in a red wig and plastic nipple cones dancing to bongo drums, women with white faces, bindi dots and blue nipples, a pair of twins who dress in identical bizarre outfits, an artist's model who busily fondles her breasts, Georges' bizarre collection of mutilated toy dolls, rituals involving sacks placed over the head, and a suicide cult. But Rollin saves the best for last, the final scene (which takes place on the same beach that is in the majority of his films) involving inter-dimensional mutants who are the next step in human evolution.

The whole film is summed up perfectly by an exchange of dialogue between a couple of Georges' associates: "Do you understand any of this?" says the first guy. "Not really," comes the reply. It makes me suspect that Rollin knew what an incomprehensible mess this really was.

From the title and the opening sequence of 'La Vampire Nue' it looks like you're in for a dreamlike erotic nudie vampire flick ala Jess Franco (which is not a bad thing mind you!). Very quickly though it metamorphoses into something more complex, and difficult to categorize. The mysterious and sensual title character played by Caroline Cartier actually has very little to do on screen, but is the key to the mysterious events involving scientists studying immortality, and a surreal suicide cult. A young man discovers his father is somehow involved in a secret society who favour animal masks and (apparent) murder. When he investigates he finds that not everything is as it seems, and that the enigmatic, mute beauty at the centre of it may hold the key to the future of mankind's evolution. A very strange, poetic and unique piece of 60s exploitation, quite unlike any other. I was fascinated by the whole thing. Highly recommended to fans of the offbeat and unusual.

Ahhhh... the title of the film cheapens it so much.

I watched this largely because the BFI endorsed it and I was looking for a cheap, silly 70s horror, much in the vein of Dario Argento. By and large, that's what I got. Great.

I was however, pleasantly surprised, that it tried to be a bit more than just a slasher/vampire film. There was a story to it but unfortunately, that story was a bit incoherent and ill thought through to really appreciate. It had roots but just, didn't exactly sprout.

A film with potential but in the end, I think they just accepted their place among the vast collection of horror B-Movies of the time.

Worth a watch at 1 in the morning but not a main feature film.

THE NUDE VAMPIRE (1970, original title La vampire nue) is Jean Rollin's second feature-length film as director and his first in colour. I've seen some of his later work but it didn't prepare me for this deeply bizarre and surrealist collection of imagery in search of a plot. It begins with a young woman in a sheer dress being pursued through the streets at night by masked figures and just gets odder and odder from there.

There's little vampirism here, just an experimental test subject, alongside diverse plot elements: futuristic mutants, aristocratic conspiracies, suicide cults and a young man trying to solve the mystery of his own father's doings. I wondered what on earth I was viewing for long sections and found much of it quite tiresome. Very little horror or atmosphere too, with Rollin's main focus (as always) being on acres of nude female flesh.

This is a complete mess of a film. From the beginning it sets out to be some kind of psychosexual surreal tale of morally bankrupt material excess. This is a film that quickly disappears up its own back side from the opening frame a remains firmly lodged there throughout.

This movie is devoid of any artistic merit yet it so obviously plays on those existential 1960s French performance artists, such as Yves Klein, obsession with misogynistic objectification of women's bodies as little more value than used toilet paper.

The script is appalling and the acting is like something you'll see in bad school play. I can't see why some people have rated this so highly.

A complete waste of time. Literally one of the worst films I've ever seen.

With no dialogue for about the first 8 1/2 minutes, The Nude Vampire begins with a woman being pursued by a bunch of masked cult members. Seeing that she is in distress, a young man tries to assist her with her escape, but to no avail. She is gunned down by a man in a deer mask and carried away. The man helping her flees up a train bridge (in fear for his life), but makes an attempt to follow the men carrying her away.

The young man turns out to be the son of some elite member of the cult. But despite warnings to steer clear...he can't resist.

He tries to get in, but is denied without an invitation. So he mugs someone with an invitation and cons his way in. Now he can find out, first hand, what this odd sect of individuals are up to...

As soon as he gets in, a young woman seems to be randomly chosen...and willingly commits suicide. Bags are put over everyone's heads. Another young woman comes down and drinks blood from the suicide victim.

Little does he suspect that he is next to be chosen... He pretends to go with it, until they give him the gun. Then he kills the unmasked leader and attempts to flee. Luckily for him, some spies on the inside- who have a connection with his family- help him make it out alive and in one piece. After which he is told to report to his father, "where more mysteries await".

Turns out that his father is running a cult based around this vampire chick- who can heal right away as along as her internal organs aren't damaged. His goal is to absorb her immortality for himself. But to do this he needs a vampire of the same blood type- so that he can breed them. In the meantime, he has organized a separate suicide cult in her honour...as means to keep her fed.

There also seems to be another cult working against the boy's father...one trying to free the vampiress from her life of captivity. Other vampires perhaps? Whoever they are, they have chosen him (or he has been destined) to become an initiate. But perhaps not everything is as it seems...

The film concludes on an incredibly philosophic note with a positive message...in another dimension!!! (haha)

I absolutely loved this film! It's certainly not your typical "vampire" story; and the whole cult angle makes it particularly intriguing. Everything is beautifully framed and shot. And, well, if you came here for the tits...there's lots of those too.

However, I enjoyed it most for the gnostic themes revealed in it's final twist.

An underrated gem. Check this one out, especially if you are philosophically inclined.

8.5 of 10

I thought this was an enchanting piece of hypnotic horror camp with vivid costumes, bold cinematography and a shameless approach to nudity and sexuality.

I wouldn't call it a horror movie exactly but it has kitsch eeriness like an feature length album cover of a psychedelic metal band.

A young man meets a stunning woman dressed only in a gossamer dress while wandering around at night. The woman gets taken away by a group of men in fetishistic animal masks and he tracks them to a manour owned by his own father.

The second of director Jean Rollin's debut vampire films, and an interesting look into the French fantastique genre, where fantasy, horror and science fiction meet.

The film is heavily sexualized. The very first scene is of a masked woman being made to undress and her blood being taken. And the movie simply gets stranger from there. So it is very much an erotic film, but not in a way that's at all sexy or arousing. The tone is simply either too clinical or too weird and off-putting. Rather the nude female form is used for emphasis.

The story itself is not half bad, but what keeps this movie from being any better is the tight budget. These are not talented actors, these are not beautiful costumes and while the locations are for the most part pretty nice, they're not utilized very well. The camerawork is stiff and stilted, and the storytelling has no flow to it. We don't know anything about these characters at the beginning and by the end of the film that hasn't changed.

Could be an interesting watch for a diehard vampire fan. Otherwise I'd advice you to look elsewhere.

Nude Vampire, The (1970)

** (out of 4)

Strange film from French director Rollin has a young man coming across a nude woman who he witnesses shot dead minutes later. The man decides to investigate, which leads him to a strange scientist doing experiments with blood and a suicide cult. I've seen quite a few Rollin films over the years and this one here just doesn't work. The film doesn't have many brains but it throws in this wild story and it just never really makes any sense. This is one of those low rent films that tries to be a lot smarter than it actually is but for the most part all of this stuff just leads to boredom. The biggest problem with the film is its slow pace, which is the norm for a Rollin picture. Sometimes this slow pace really helps but often times it hurts and that's the case here. The performances really aren't anything special and even though there's quite a bit of nudity, none of it is ever erotic. The cinematography is quite good as is the music score but that's about the only thing this film has going for it.

Just think of this as a bog standard Hammer film - only with loads of naked women who may, or may not, have pointy teeth. The nudity is all that gives this pretty tacky piece of cinema anything of distinction - and it is an objectified sort of nakedness that adds nothing at all to the seriously limited plot. Yep, there is a plot. A lad "Pierre" (Olivier Rollin) discovers a woman being chased by a dark figure in the middle of the night. Upon closer investigation, he discovers that she (a rarely seen and slightly enigmatic Caroline Cartier) is being held by his father. Can he find out why and save her? Is she worth saving? Is any of this? There is one especially hilarious scene where some gals fall down the stairs, but there are many others that test the patience and raise a grimace. I suppose it has perhaps acquired cult status because there is little point in slamming it - it is just a badly written, poorly directed piece of soft vampire porn that has dated as badly as many supposedly surreal or wacky films from the early 1970s. Maybe it can lay a claim to creative innovation or for trying to raise issues of sexpolitation and morality? I don't know - but don't take my word for it - watch it. Just don't blame me when you start to wonder why you bothered.

Well - you know not everything that says vampire in its title - you know where I am going with this. It is one of the easier no pun intended that I had to do (and I'm quite certain I have used that one before). That said, if you are not familiar with Jean Rollin ... well you are in for a treat - or whatever you would call it.

I am not sure there is another version of this (usually someone took these movies and inserted hardcore erotic scenes in them), what we do get are quite a lot of scenes where people wear next to nothing - so there is at least nudity (in the version I saw) ... does it make much sense? As much as the title "describing" the movie I'd say ... so if you are into fever dreams and interesting costumes ... well you could do worse (no pun intended here either)

Jean Rollin artistic nonsense about vampires, aliens and the quest for immortality.

The women are beautiful and the photography stunning. The dialog is inane. Its a laughable mess. Great to look at but as any semblance of a horror film or thriller purely awful. I'm trying to figure out if we're suppose to be scared or not. At the same time is it a put on or not? Its an odd mix of art film and horror that never quite meshes and while its nice to look at it never seems to "mean" anything, and its by no means scary even if the occasional shot or sequence creates a moment of frisson Its well made pretentious twaddle. Something to leave on in the background as a living wall paper for those who like naked women.

This film essentially begins with a scantily clad woman (Caroline Cartier) being stalked at night by men wearing animal masks. She happens to come across a young man named "Pierre Radamante" (Olivier Rollin) and although she doesn't say a word to him appears to be attracted to him all the same. But as luck would have it, the stalkers corner the young couple and shoot the attractive woman. They then allow Pierre to escape while they take the woman's body back to a large mansion. Not long afterward, Pierre manages to enter this mansion and discovers this same woman drinking blood from the body of a woman who has just killed herself. It's all rather strange but this is essentially how most of the movie plays out with one bizarre occurrence after the other and the audience is left trying to make some sense of it all. Throw in some gratuitous nudity here and there and that pretty much sums up the overall plot. Only at the end does the director (Jean Rollin) tie it all together. The acting is bad, the costumes were pathetic and the dialogue (which was originally recorded in French and later dubbed in English) is extremely basic. On the other hand, I liked the artistic use of nudity and the way the director maintained the mystery from start to finish. Be that as it may, I felt that the good attributes failed to outweigh the bad and for that reason I have rated the film accordingly. Slightly below average.

Jean Rollin was a French director most known for his vampire movies and this is a pretty good example. It has to be said right off the bat, that this is most certainly not a film for everyone, including horror fans. I don't think Rollin was capable of making an accessible movie and this film is another wilfully weird excursion into his strange world of vampires, erotica and surrealism. I don't see any point in detailing the story but suffice to say there is a suicide cult, an imprisoned vampire and people from another dimension. You have to be forgiving of paper thin characters, awkward dialogue and amateur acting in order to appreciate Rollin's movies in general, and this one for definite. But the enjoyment comes from the surreal imagery and odd ambiance - Rollin definitely creates his own worlds in these movies; it's a low budget world admittedly but its definitely unique. Its ostensibly a horror movie, but with a focus more on the melancholic. Enter at your own risk.

Like some other reviewers state: the women are beautiful and the photography sometimes stunning. The movie poster is also a fine one, it would be an excellent decoration for my tombs. Anyway, not that bad nor that good, watchable with some entertaining qualities here and there.

Bizarre vampire/sex fantasy about rich brat Martin, who stumbles upon secret bourgeois-like society, which conducts secret perverse ceremonies in a mansion rented by his father.

Let me say, this is a prime example of style over substance. While I am sure there is substance here (most of which does not make any sense), that is overshadowed by colorful costumes, strange alien vampires and just an array of unpredictable moments -- many connected in some way to nude women.

Best part of the movie? The chicks falling down the stairs. While one twin takes it pretty seriously, the other one is determined to reach the bottom step, even if she has to keep pushing herself. Sure, it does not look natural, but it got me chuckling a little.