Synopsis
Great Blood-Horror to Rip Out Your Guts!
A group of Satanic hippies wreak havoc on a small town where a young boy, whose sister and grandfather were victimized by them, tries to get even - with deadly results.
Directed by David E. Durston
A group of Satanic hippies wreak havoc on a small town where a young boy, whose sister and grandfather were victimized by them, tries to get even - with deadly results.
Die Tollwütigen, Die Satansbande, Я пью твою кровь, Blood Suckers, Perros rabiosos, Me bebo tu sangre, Buveurs de sang, Dipsao gia aima, La rabbia dei morti viventi, Phobia, State Farm, Διψάω για Αίμα, Eu Bebo Seu Sangue, 饮汝之血, 処刑軍団ザップ, 飲汝之血
A full on rabies infested satanic hippie sabbath, injected with paranoia, drug fueled cannibalistic madness, and an escalating sense of absolute mayhem covered in layers of disturbingly thick grime. Imagine what hell a satanic hippie after eating a rabies injected meat pie would be like, hacking off a guys leg (after brutally stabbing his LSD soaked body 10 times) and chasing after you with an axe in one hand and hacked off leg in the other.
I Drink Your Blood lands in the middle ground between Night of the Living Dead and The Texas Chain Saw Massacre, joining the latter as one of two movies that (upon first viewing) I was completely in the dark on whatever journey our director chose to send…
Listen, all I’ll say is that the people who mocked Michael Scott’s Dunder Mifflin Scranton Meredith Palmer Memorial Celebrity Rabies Awareness Pro-Am Fun Run Race for the Cure clearly had never seen this movie.
You think antagonistic Manson-esque Satanic hippies are bad? Well, how about antagonistic Manson-esque Satanic hippies WITH RABIES! Low budget grindhouse exploitation gorefest extravaganzas really don’t get more outrageous than this, featuring shit as egregious as people lighting themselves on fire, a pregnant woman stabbing her own stomach on purpose, and animals getting legit murdered onscreen (apparently it was just that one chicken, but idk, the amount of other seemingly freshly dead rabbits & goats & rats is super sus). It definitely does nothing to contradict the myth…
Satanic hippies eat rabies-infested meat pies and all hell breaks loose.
Wow, I absolutely loved this! I Drink Your Blood really is grindhouse perfection as far as I am concerned. The movie is cheap and grimy, yet it remains extremely watchable, mostly because of the over-the-top nature of the shenanigans and some unintentionally funny moments that were sprinkled throughout.
Michelle and I watched the director's cut. She recently received her Grindhouse Releasing blu-ray and I had a rip. Immediately after the movie was over I ordered the blu-ray because I Drink Your Blood is that spectacular.
"What does it do, that L-whatever-you-call-it?"
An American Classic. David Durston was fuckin' ON TO SOMETHING. In my alternate universe this is the movie that white people love instead of Forrest Gump.
What a delightfully insane little movie that I never managed to watch until now! Satanic hippies, rabies filled meat pies, lots of foaming at the mouth, plenty of gore, it’s basically got everything I look for in a z-grade zombie movie that doesn’t have any zombies!
I knew I was going to like it as soon as I saw a super young Lynn Lowry pop up on screen, but this thing just keeps getting more ridiculous and more amazing as it goes and I love that! Also, I knew that hot cop had to be gay in real life. Come on, now!
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Good lord. Nasty across the board. Hippie paranoia mixed with LSD and rabies and meat pies. The citizens of a small town at the end of its life due to a new dam are confronted by the bad vibes of a Manson-esque clan, and that's *before* a dog's rabies-contaminated blood ends up in the food. Drive-in trash operating at an insane level, never anything less than committed to its scuzzy, hopeless energy. Sloppy gore and constant screams and an anxious tone that could only be captured in the late 60s and early 70s. Feels like a mid-point detour between Romero and Hooper. The blaring, warbling synth soundtrack is as if an arcade game tripped out on its own programming. Can't recommend this gross-out piece of lunacy enough.
Any movie that begins with Fire, Ominous Wahs, and A Naked Hippie With A Sword telling other Naked Hippies that he is the Firstborn Son Of Satan and giving them his blood to drink from a chalice while there is another Naked Hippie Laying Down As A Human Altar with a human skull atop their genitals is probably going to be worth seeing for at least its moral/educational value, and also for the insanely spray-painted Satanic Hippie Death Cult Bus which has what I certainly hope is a good-natured portrait of Satan because otherwise The Great Infernal Majesties might get displeased? This is like an old-school Public Service Movie alerting folks that if the Sons And Daughters Of Satan come…
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“Let it be known, sons and daughters, that Satan was an acid-head. Drink from his cup. Pledge yourselves. And together, we'll aaaalll freak out!”
You can hate his methods all you want people, but that boy understands that the only way to dispose of filthy hippies properly is with extreme prejudice.
Quite possibly the greatest exploitation film of all time.
This film embodies what exploitation is. It’s a grainy, feverish, sweaty nightmare of absurd proportions. It’s aggressively sweaty, you feel the heat and see the stress in every person. The film is grotesquely sleazy with gratuitous gore and nympho nudity throughout. It’s perfect.
It’s freakishly weird plot is incredible. What starts out as…
How does one learn the choreography for worshipping at a satanic ritual? Are there lessons? Some kind of written instructions? One on one tutorials? I’m curious because no one seems out of sync at these things, as if they’re picking it up as they go along. So, they must all learn. But how?
Grimy, silly, over-the-top mayhem as a bunch or murdering satanic hippies become a bunch of literally rabid murdering satanic hippies. Low-budget grindhouse schlock to the maximum; gore, sex, questionable acting, toothpaste mouth foam, LSD, close-up eating, wigs, swords and funny background-actor mishaps.
The only thing that stops me recommending this as a slice of roll-around-in-the-trash joy, is that there’s a graphic and unnecessary on-screen chicken killing near the start. I know mileage will vary with it, but it bothered me.
I Drink Your Blood thoroughly revels in its sheer trashiness; to the point where the poor production values, bad writing and low quality special effects actually become it's main asset! This is a film of two halves, with many genre elements sprinkled in between. The film starts off as a sort of hedonistic devil worshipping exploitation flick and then morphs into a trash version of Night of the Living Dead midway through. The plot is entirely freewheeling and it's never clear where things are going to end up. It could be said that the film is lacking in purpose - or you could argue that it keeps the audience on its toes! There's plenty of fake gore and this is…
A group of Satanist hippies rape a local girl and then take up residence in an abandoned motel. When the grandfather of the girl confronts the group they drug him with LSD and he barely escapes with his life. Sickened by the whole situation, his young grandson kills a rabid dog and injects it's rabies infested blood into a dozen meat pies that are then sold to the rotten group inadvertently causing an outbreak of rabies zombies.
As soon as I saw that infamous Grindhouse Releasing splash screen, and heard the timeless jingle I knew I was in for either something really bad or something really good. Fortunately this was a good one and it all starts with the premise…