Yikes. This film is brutal, in all the wrong ways. It's pure early 70s schlock, with bad dialogue, lame characters, and a story about as scary as a bowl of rancid oatmeal. Just walk away.
The son of an archeologist visits the island where his father recently died. It turns out that the tomb that was recently discovered houses a fabled vampire, and well, for lack of anything better to do, the son unseals the tomb. Of course all the locals are pretty pissed, but they're just superstitious old goats, right? To no one's surprise, there is in fact a vampire, Hannah, still sittin' pretty in her tomb and guess what? After 700 years, she's a bit parched. Already going downhill at this point, it just picks up more speed for a craptastic finale that left me, well, asleep.
I really did pass out watching this, it had so little of interest. But being the DMR trooper that I am, I sat down to re-watch the ending, just to make sure it really did suck. It really did suck. The only good thing this film has going for it was some cool locations. Otherwise, there is no redeeming value to this film.
