Happy Halloween! Updated review: Vampire Circus

Hello, and happy Halloween, for those of that bent (which I’d imagine is quite a few of you).

To celebrate this most spooky day of the year, I’ve refreshed another review. I thought it was only fair to give you some vampires to get your teeth into. And a circus.

“Ooh, which film could it be?” I hear you cry.

“Well, Vampire Circus, obviously,” comes the reply.

The original review of this film was another absolute stinker. And after I bought it on blu-ray and gave it what must be my first viewing in more than 20 years, I thought it deserved better. Because, let’s be honest, Vampire Circus is a bit of a disaster. And they’re the best ones!

So, I’m not saying I’m going to laud Vampire Circus as a misunderstood classic. Because it isn’t. But what it is, is a prime example of why I love these films so much and why this website exists in the first place.

So let’s all settle in for an evening with Emil and his rinky-dink pink shirt, a motley assortment of motley circus animals, Skip Martin, Lalla Ward, Domini Blythe and Adrienne Corri. And lots of other people. And a fair bit of blood and guts. And boobs. Hey, it’s a 1970s Hammer film. And they’re right there. I’m not saying it’s right.