Original title: Chi o suu bara
aka The Bloodthirsty Roses
Shiraki (Toshio Kurosawa) comes to what the film calls “the bleak north” of
Japan as the new psychology teacher of a boarding school for young women,
shortly before the term break. It’s not an ideal time for such an arrival: the
principal’s (Shin Kishida) wife (Mika Katsuragi) has died in a car accident, her
body laid out in the cellar of the creepy western style mansion next to the
school where she and her husband lived. The Principal explains this rather
un-Japanese treatment of the body with a local custom that sees
the bereft praying for a dead person’s revival for a week before cremation.
The Principal has other news for Shiraki too. He has decided the young
teacher is to be his successor at the school in a few months or so. Shiraki’s
understandably confused by this, as much as he is by his new
boss’s insistence on him spending a night at the mansion before he moves into
his own room in the school building. That night, Shiraki has a dream in which he
is accosted by blue-faced women in nightgowns – one of whom looks a lot like the
portrait of the Principal’s wife hanging in the mansion – who clearly (and
perhaps disappointingly) have nothing good for him in mind.
If this experience has indeed been a dream is a question Shiraki will
increasingly ask himself, for it seems connected to all kinds of strangeness
going on at the boarding school. That one of the other teachers is a creep who
likes to creepily stare at the students while dramatically – as well as creepily
- quoting Baudelaire might be explained by this being a Japanese movie. But what
is Shiraki to make of the tales the local doctor Shimomura (Kunie Tanaka) tells
him about the place? Apparently, every year, one or two students of the school
just disappear without a trace, and nobody seems to care all that much. And
that’s just the beginning of it – this year’s disappeared girl looks exactly
like one of the women from Shiraki’s dream. Shimomura also has some curious
ideas about vampire legends of the area to share, as well as tales of the
curious fact that the principals change rather regularly here but every new
principal changes his behaviour radically once he is in the new job and starts
acting a lot like his predecessor. Well, except for that one guy who just went
crazy and is spending the rest of his life institutionalized. It’s all rather
confounding and disconcerting to Shiraki, and becomes even more so when some of
the students are getting stalked and attacked by someone who looks a lot like
the Principal.
Evil of Dracula is the final film of Toho’s and director Michio
Yamamoto’s western vampire aka “Bloodthirsty” trilogy. Where the first two seem
to be closely related to Italian gothic horror, this one’s trying to split the
difference between the Italian approach and Hammer’s style of the gothic.
Particularly Kishida as the main vampire is heavily indebted to the Christopher
Lee version of Dracula, ticking off all the check marks on the Christopher Lee
Dracula scale: not a seducer but a rapist, likes to snarl and look pissed off at
the slightest provocation, and is generally a physical threat as much as a
spiritual one.
Evil’s vampirism is more sexualized again than it was in its
successor, with the victims in general, once bitten, clearly having a rather
pleasant time of it, while Mrs Principal prefers to suck the blood of young
women from a point slightly above their breasts (providing the film also with a
decent opportunity for some rather more artsy than sleazy looking breast shots).
Getting bitten by a vampire still means instant Renfieldisation, too, so the
film also keeps his predecessor's paranoia motives to a degree. It is,
however, a less personal kind of paranoia here because nobody is quite as close
as a sister to anyone else here, and the film doesn’t put its emphasis
there.
Rather, this one returns to the mystery influences of the first
film, concerning itself mainly with Shiraki, Shimomura and the - alas
weakly drawn and rather uninteresting - female main character Kumi (Mariko
Mochizuki) trying to puzzle out what exactly the vampires are planning, and
how.
And the how turns out to be really rather interesting and creepy, involving a
technique to take over someone else’s life I’ve certainly never seen in any
other vampire movie, Japanese or western. It’s also a method not to be spoiled
for the first time viewer.
Otherwise, Yamamoto still follows the method that worked out so well for him
in the first two films and shoots contemporary surroundings in the style of
gothic horror, doubling down when it comes to the obligatory creepy mansion. So
shadows and the air of a dream abound, people act irrationally, and the
irrational acts upon them. It’s all rather fitting to a series of films among
whose recurring motives is their characters’ difficulty to discern dream from
reality.
Most of this is atmospheric and effective, particularly the film’s final
third providing one great moment after the other, Yamamoto regularly adding
little flourishes like the Principal’s habit of sending his victims white roses
that turn red once he’s killed them. It’s not a film for anyone who needs to
have a plot or characters which work logically but I’d argue all three of
Yamamoto’s vampire movies would be poorer for the addition of workaday logic,
for they’d stopped being dreams.
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Lake of Dracula (1971)
Original title: Noroi no yakata: Chi o suu me
aka Bloodthirsty Eyes
Ever since she was small, Akiko (Midori Fujita) has had a terrible recurring nightmare. In her dream she runs after her little dog towards a creepy western style mansion. Inside the building, she finds a beautiful dead woman at a piano, and is attacked by a blue-faced man (Shin Kishida) in black with blood on his face, very sharp teeth and yellow eyes she can’t forget.
Now, more than fifteen years later, Akiko tries to exorcise the dream by using her holidays in a nice modern house close to a pleasant looking lake to turn it into a painting. Alas, that dream will turn out to be a repressed memory once the mandatory amount of strange stuff begins to happen around Akiko.
A coffin is loaded off at the close-by tourist centre (hut), and soon, the friendly old guy working there is turning into a blue-faced somewhat rapey Renfield, Akiko’s sister Natsuko (Sanae Emi) starts acting like different person, and Akiko’s dog is murdered. Either our heroine is losing it, or some evil from her past has come to get her. Fortunately, her boyfriend, the doctor Takashi (Choei Takahashi) is one of those rare horror movie boyfriends who actually listen when their girlfriends are starting to tell strange stories, so at least, she doesn’t have to fight against the vampire who wants to make her his bride alone. Which is a good thing, what with her not being much good at the whole vampire fighting business.
The second film in Toho’s and director Michio Yamamoto’s western vampire non-trilogy (sometimes also known as the “Bloodthirsty Trilogy” because that word is in each of the Japanese titles) is the weakest of the three. There are a couple of reasons for that: the pacing is just a tad too slow even for a gothically inclined horror film of the early 70s, the plot is not terribly eventful and the general set-up is just not quite as interesting as in the other films of the trilogy.
It’s still a nice example of gothic horror from Japan, mind you. I particularly enjoy how Yamamoto mixes a mostly modern setting with very classical gothic horror patterns, with a nervous and appropriately beautiful heroine who could have stepped right out of the pages of a gothic horror revival novel stumbling panicked through a world that very suddenly and quite literally turns into a nightmare for her, and where the people closest to her apart from her boyfriend turn into evil mirror images of themselves.
The film seems more interested in the personality changes in the people under the vampire’s spell than in the more typical sexual angle (which is there but not really a point of emphasis – there’s not even the scene of undead Natsuko trying to seduce Takashi you’d expect, particularly since the film appears to set it up a little earlier). The film’s not so much afraid of foreigners stealing a gentleman’s wife or of anyone getting sexually liberated than of the people around you stopping to repress their worst sides, sex apparently not falling under the description of bad for once in a horror film. It’s an interesting choice I wish the film had done a little more with, but it’s certainly there, and it plays nicely with Akiko’s fear of her reality turning into her recurring nightmare.
Interestingly enough, the film never actually threatens this kind of change for Takashi, nor does it ever go down the route of having him think Akiko is crazy. In fact, the guy generally seems to assume his girlfriend is just as strong and competent as he is – though she alas really isn’t – and treats her accordingly; not exactly a concept of relationships one encounters often in Japanese movies of this era, and it’s certainly welcome, though I rather wish the heroine treated this way were actually a bit a more proactive.
On the visual level, I don’t find Lake quite as strong as The Vampire Doll but there are still quite a few moody scenes, most of them hard-won out of shooting and lighting modern (by the standards of the early 70s) interiors as if they were part of an old crumpled castle. At times, the film also manages to mirror Akiko’s panic in her surroundings, becoming dream-like more literally than we use that word normally. Even the film’s flatter moments demonstrate the usual high technical standard of Japanese genre film of this time.
So, while I’m not as crazy about Lake of Dracula as I am about The Vampire Doll, I still think it’s a fine example of cultural appropriation doing its good work.
aka Bloodthirsty Eyes
Ever since she was small, Akiko (Midori Fujita) has had a terrible recurring nightmare. In her dream she runs after her little dog towards a creepy western style mansion. Inside the building, she finds a beautiful dead woman at a piano, and is attacked by a blue-faced man (Shin Kishida) in black with blood on his face, very sharp teeth and yellow eyes she can’t forget.
Now, more than fifteen years later, Akiko tries to exorcise the dream by using her holidays in a nice modern house close to a pleasant looking lake to turn it into a painting. Alas, that dream will turn out to be a repressed memory once the mandatory amount of strange stuff begins to happen around Akiko.
A coffin is loaded off at the close-by tourist centre (hut), and soon, the friendly old guy working there is turning into a blue-faced somewhat rapey Renfield, Akiko’s sister Natsuko (Sanae Emi) starts acting like different person, and Akiko’s dog is murdered. Either our heroine is losing it, or some evil from her past has come to get her. Fortunately, her boyfriend, the doctor Takashi (Choei Takahashi) is one of those rare horror movie boyfriends who actually listen when their girlfriends are starting to tell strange stories, so at least, she doesn’t have to fight against the vampire who wants to make her his bride alone. Which is a good thing, what with her not being much good at the whole vampire fighting business.
The second film in Toho’s and director Michio Yamamoto’s western vampire non-trilogy (sometimes also known as the “Bloodthirsty Trilogy” because that word is in each of the Japanese titles) is the weakest of the three. There are a couple of reasons for that: the pacing is just a tad too slow even for a gothically inclined horror film of the early 70s, the plot is not terribly eventful and the general set-up is just not quite as interesting as in the other films of the trilogy.
It’s still a nice example of gothic horror from Japan, mind you. I particularly enjoy how Yamamoto mixes a mostly modern setting with very classical gothic horror patterns, with a nervous and appropriately beautiful heroine who could have stepped right out of the pages of a gothic horror revival novel stumbling panicked through a world that very suddenly and quite literally turns into a nightmare for her, and where the people closest to her apart from her boyfriend turn into evil mirror images of themselves.
The film seems more interested in the personality changes in the people under the vampire’s spell than in the more typical sexual angle (which is there but not really a point of emphasis – there’s not even the scene of undead Natsuko trying to seduce Takashi you’d expect, particularly since the film appears to set it up a little earlier). The film’s not so much afraid of foreigners stealing a gentleman’s wife or of anyone getting sexually liberated than of the people around you stopping to repress their worst sides, sex apparently not falling under the description of bad for once in a horror film. It’s an interesting choice I wish the film had done a little more with, but it’s certainly there, and it plays nicely with Akiko’s fear of her reality turning into her recurring nightmare.
Interestingly enough, the film never actually threatens this kind of change for Takashi, nor does it ever go down the route of having him think Akiko is crazy. In fact, the guy generally seems to assume his girlfriend is just as strong and competent as he is – though she alas really isn’t – and treats her accordingly; not exactly a concept of relationships one encounters often in Japanese movies of this era, and it’s certainly welcome, though I rather wish the heroine treated this way were actually a bit a more proactive.
On the visual level, I don’t find Lake quite as strong as The Vampire Doll but there are still quite a few moody scenes, most of them hard-won out of shooting and lighting modern (by the standards of the early 70s) interiors as if they were part of an old crumpled castle. At times, the film also manages to mirror Akiko’s panic in her surroundings, becoming dream-like more literally than we use that word normally. Even the film’s flatter moments demonstrate the usual high technical standard of Japanese genre film of this time.
So, while I’m not as crazy about Lake of Dracula as I am about The Vampire Doll, I still think it’s a fine example of cultural appropriation doing its good work.
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