Review of The Devil's Wedding Night

Here's a suggestion: if you are cast as a German (or as two Germans, in this case), learn to correctly pronounce the name of one of the most famous Germans! This film starts off on the wrong foot when Mark Damon commits this unforgiveable blunder, which was the same mistake repeated by Bennie Robinson that marred an otherwise fine film called "Messiah of Evil." Obvious mispronunciations aside, "The Devil's Wedding Night" ends up being a pretty enjoyable fright flick, with our hero traipsing off to (naturally) Castle Dracula in Transylvania in order to track down the mythical Ring of the Nibelungen. Once there, he encounters not Count Dracula, but rather the castle's current inhabitant, La Countessa Dolingen de Vries (Rosalba Neri). She does indeed have the aforementioned ring, which she uses to summon village virgins so she can bathe in their blood, Bathory-style, to retain her youthful appearance. When you periodically turn into a bat, apparently you need help retaining your appearance. Lots of cool music, psychedelic visuals and nakedness ensue as our hero's twin brother races to the castle in order to, um, save him from an eternity of naked debauchery with the other vampires in Castle Dracula... Take your time, man, take your time!