Dracula vs. Frankenstein is complete trash. I think that I added it to my queue because Dracula vs. Frankenstein has a vampire, but it has nothing to do with the classic black and white horror films. Dracula vs. Frankenstein is a film made in the 1970s about a descendant of Dr. Frankenstein, who looks like the KFC Colonel, carrying on the family tradition, but now with serial killing assistants. Dracula, who looks like Ron Perlman on a bad day in white face, proposes that they team up so he can become invincible. Insert hippies, a showgirl and bikers, and you have Dracula vs. Frankenstein. Don’t forget the inexplicable lasers coming from Dracula’s ring.
Time has not been kind to Dracula vs. Frankenstein. I would not put Dracula vs. Frankenstein in the category of so bad that it is good. I would say that Dracula vs. Frankenstein is 90 minutes of my life that I will never get back, but at least I multitasked through the whole viewing. The worst part of Dracula vs. Frankenstein was how rapey it was, and I am NOT referring to the vampire. There is a random attempted gang rape scene that came out of nowhere, and I swear that the cameraman got a thrill from the woman screaming in terror. The best part of Dracula vs. Frankenstein was the end when the final girl escapes and understandably has a PTSD flashback of all the people who died in the film. She may have survived, but she did not come out of it unscathed. This final scene is the most nuanced and interesting part of Dracula vs. Frankenstein.
Dracula vs. Frankenstein was utterly wretched. Don’t watch it.