i'll never be a lesbian vampire and i am sad

Had me at lesbian vampire, lost me at uncomfortable scenes featuring ugly man

Arthouse meets Grindhouse. 

Daughters of Darkness transcends its vampire genre trappings (they’re in the movie, just not at the forefront) for a more psychological/psychosexual approach—plunging us headfirst into a hyper-stylized gothic fever dream equal parts haunting and mesmerizing.

Wonderful direction, supreme production design, an extremely tense score from François de Roubaix, lush cinematography, atmosphere of the highest order, and desire fueled performances (Delphine Seyrig channeling Marlene Dietrich and Andrea Rau are magnificent) elevate this erotic esoteric vamp nightmare to god level status for me. Can’t really find the right words to describe my appreciation for movies that make me feel like I’m trapped in some mythical limbo, but this is one of those movies. 

Perhaps my favorite vampire film.

I finished this movie three hours ago and have been trying to think of a review that isn’t just “yes vampire mommy” but I simply have to throw in the towel

On a purely instinctive level I've never loved this as much as maybe I should; it's a little too straightforward, lacking the gauzy porn vibe of Franco's masterpiece VAMPYROS LESBOS or the wet-dream dread of Rollin. But as an object in and of itself it's still perfectly, quintessentially Eurocore stylish, a gorgeous, even romantic fantasy that leaves you in deep longing to stay in a world where you're torn between a lesbian vampiress who wants to bathe in your blood even while she gives you marriage advice and the domineering new husband who might want to kill you even more than he wants to fuck you. Alchemy.

75

On the edge of an abyss. Hypnotic Euro horror, with the hotel setting being a ghostly landmark of the divide between life and death. Pacing so perfect, all you can do is luxuriate in the images.

Would I give everything up just so Delphine can turn me into a vampire? Maybe so

husbands these days are so unsupportive of their wives' interests (lesbian sex and murder)🙄

Absolutely, utterly obsessed with this movie that is mostly just four people faffing about in an empty hotel.

When Delphine Seyrig appeared in that two-tone silver dress, outlining her figure as though each bedazzling sequin were pasted directly onto her skin, she was incredibly stunning. The brilliance of her presence could not be contained by the camera, sequins flared like supernovae across the lens, and I could not look at her for too long in the same way that one cannot stare too long at the sun. Delphine Seyrig is the purring evil at the centre of this film, and when combined with the stunning cinematography this really is a masterpiece of euro-horror. I am glad I have finally been able to catch up with it.