kosmasp ... than this has a lot of Horror in it! Like almost way too much of it. Full frontal and everything. There is no explicit intercourse being shown, but other than that it feels like at least 50% of the movie plays in the nude. A lot of women who may not be able to convince you of their characters motivation, but seem to be able to convince others to obey them (through singing as is suggested and their bare bodies).I wonder if some thought: who needs Viagra, when you can chant and make people horny just like that. Of course Viagra was not a thing back then. But Horror movies were. Not that there is much evidence of that here. I mean it get eerie from time to time, but this puts the Horror mantle on to let you watch a soft-core movie and not feel bad about it. Here's the thing: you can have fun with this, because it's so bad it gets entertaining. You can't be prude (I think I thoroughly established that) and don't expect too much Horror out of it ... Fancy an ... old castle with hot women dying to get into your pants? (on a serious note: the best thing is the location itself, really puts value to the whole thing)

Dries Vermeulen Making his way back to home soil following the extended Scandinavian sojourn that yielded the landmark likes of INGA and DADDY, DARLING, Joe Sarno got sidetracked into the Swiss alps by distributor Chris Nebe who had made a mint dubbing and distributing several of the director's '60s sexploitation efforts in German-speaking countries and was now looking to branch out into production. For Sarno who was dragging his feet to return stateside anyway, knowing full well that he couldn't keep escaping the looming ever larger specter of hardcore, this artistic alliance came as a godsend. Their association, which was to last the course of three films (BABY LOVE and BUTTERFLY being the other two), got off to a less than fortuitous start with VEIL OF BLOOD which clearly adhered more to Nebe's notion of naughtiness, informed by Hammer's sexy streak of lesbian vampire sagas with the Karnstein trilogy and his access to a 12th Century Munich mansion owned by his uncle, the Baron Malsen. Sarno seemed out of his depth dealing with the Gothic trappings the genre demanded, resulting in one of his clunkiest carnal capers. Fortunately, both follow-ups played much more to his great strengths as a filmmaker which were the psychology of sex and the often inadmissible motivations that drive a character's attraction to another person. VEIL only really swings into gear when focused on the unhealthy desire between brother and sister Peter and Julia Malenkow, brought to a head by innocent interloper Helga, played by the magnificent Marie Forsa making her dirty movie debut.A proverbial wild child prowling the streets of Stockholm when they met, this Swedish siren served as Sarno's true inspiration for the triumvirate in which she was to take center stage. No shrinking violet, she shrewdly had it put in her contract that no explicit footage could be made public, regarding a legitimate career that never happened, no matter how far she decided to take matters with her co-stars, which was all the way by most accounts ! Her work for Sarno holds additional interest for American audiences to hear her deliver her own dialog as by means of experiment to facilitate export these movies were shot with the predominantly German cast speaking English. This proves something of a drawback in the case of VEIL however as its dense plot requires reams of plot exposition, most of it delivered with fluctuating intelligibility by Hungarian Nadja Henkowa as Frau Wanda Krock, the sinister housekeeper at Castle Varga, the ancestral home of an evil Baroness (Elisabeth Batory in all but name) burned at the stake four centuries ago. Hot to trot Helga's one of two remaining descendants come to roost, the other being uptight brunette for contrast Monika, the scrumptious Ulrike Butz, a veteran of the SCHOOLGIRL REPORT series who sadly OD'd a few years later. She's fawned over by butch best friend Iris, frequently forgotten skin starlet Flavia Keyt, who had caused quite an uproar half a decade earlier sharing a bathtub with pneumatic Sybil Danning in Adrian Hoven's THE LONG SWIFT SWORD OF SIEGFRIED. Monika barely features in the film's narrative until the fiery reincarnation finale, heavily signposted by her "uncanny resemblance" to the portrait of the dead Baroness.Fly in the ointment is Dr. Julia Malenkow (Anke Syring, shouldering the heaviest thespian burden not altogether convincingly, familiar from the impressive line-up of pulchritude offered by Franz Antel's SEXY SUSAN SINS AGAIN supplementing the ranks of Terry Torday, Edwige Fenech and Femi Benussi), an expert in the occult whose car has conveniently broken down in the vicinity. Brother Peter (bland hunk Nico Wolferstetter, an occasional hardcore performer in Lasse Braun's landmark SENSATIONS) in tow, she's dead set on getting to the bottom of the strange goings on at Castle Varga, starting with that infernal bongo beat rising from the basement every night as the bare nekkid Wanda leads her band of boob and butt shaking Baroness worshipers in a rudimentary introduction to belly dancing and bouts of feverish penis-shaped candle fondling, a spectacle even Sarno couldn't save from ridicule. Still worse is the lady doc's bat attack done on the cheap, Syring wildly waving her arms at unseen assailants as amplified bat squeaking fills the soundtrack and subsequently mauled by a pair of unconvincing hand puppets ! Far more effective is the character's tortured soul searching as she finds her brother's taken for granted affection alienated by Helga, the resulting triangle fuels what modest dramatic tension the story manages to develop. Even the vaunted vampire aspect alluded to in all of the movie's many titles is almost casually discarded with only the Malenkows clutching their "garlic crosses" a clear reference to bloodsucker lore, as sure a sign as any Sarno was definitely operating outside his comfort zone. Equally clueless appears the cinematography by his regular contributor Steve Silverman, a master of mood on ALL THE SINS OF SODOM who can't muster much more than murky here, scoring zilch on atmosphere and squandering a superb location.Tragic Claudia Fielers portrays Wanda's right hand wench Samana whose lascivious finger-licking after fondling Forsa "down there" leaves an indelible lustful impression, more genuinely erotic than much of the textbook heavy breathing. She's sadly remembered most for being the subject of Andrzej Kostenko's supremely tasteless THE EVOLUTION OF SNUFF incorporating the actress's real life suicide at age 28. Robust blonde Heidrun Hankammer was a sex education mainstay and co-starred in Dietrich's original 1968 adaptation of Guy de Maupassant's DIE NICHTEN DER FRAU OBERST. While Sarno resumed residence on the other side of the Atlantic for one of his most fruitful filmmaking periods with the Rebecca Brooke cycle, Nebe's association with adult proved short-lived. Taking a page perhaps from the book of respected ex-pat Yugoslavian documentary director Marijan Vajda, who acted as production manager on VEIL while his same-named son handled second unit (and was to helm the Nebe-produced creepy cult horror BLOODLUST), he turned to documentaries with considerable success later in life.

goblinhairedguy Sounds like a natural -- a 70s female vampire opus from 60s erotica master Joseph Sarno. His best suburban exposés of the Eisenhower/Kennedy era featured smatterings of the occult, and one would think that the loosening of standards would set his art free. Don't get your hopes up too high, though. First of all, Sarno's favoured technique is to build up tension between characters using short dialogue scenes -- but here, the thick German accents and stiff acting render the script unfathomable. And Sarno doesn't really have the intense visual style (at least not with this cinematographer) requisite of the genre, despite the authentic Bavarian castle background. Nonetheless, Sarno fans will be amused by the recycling of his favourite tropes (candles, bongo drums, ceremonial chants and dances, carnal compulsion and betrayal), and vampiric completists may be amused by his idiosyncratic and more realistic take on bloodlust conventions. Just don't expect a lost masterpiece, and be prepared to put some effort into the viewing.

VideoMonkey Well the story is a little hard to follow the first time, but that's only because of all the bare breasted '70s painted-up vampire/witches dancing to the bongo drums. This of course interrupted by a few vampiric orgies. And there are some very interesting candles and uses for them. And for girl on girl action, vampiric or not...this movie just rocks!!!