Andy Milligan's Poverty-Stricken Gothic Horror Films Of 1970 Triple Feature:
Bloodthirsty Butchers (1970)
Retells the familiar story of Sweeny Todd, the Demon Barber of Fleet Street, with no budget. Spends a lot of time with soap opera antics. Todd, although married, is fooling around with both the maker of human meat pies (she claims they've killed 285 people for their riches) and a music hall singer (who gets killed.) The human meat pie maker is also married, to a disabled husband. Naturally, the two unwanted spouses get killed. The human meat pie maker has a good female servant, due to be married to a good guy. She also has a bad married servant who is fooling around with a woman he's made pregnant (naturally, she gets killed) but he also tries to force himself on the good servant. The version I saw on YouTube cuts out the gore scenes, which is OK with me. All these films have terrible, inappropriate public domain music on the soundtrack, but this one is particularly bad, especially when it tries to convince me we're listening to music hall performances when we're back stage in a long, long, long scene of an argument between singer (who never sings) and her boss, followed by other people coming in and talking, talking, talking.
The Body Beneath (1970)
An anomaly, because it's set in modern times instead of pretending to be in the past. I'll admit that there's one mildly interesting concept; a soft-spoken clergyman who is actually the head of a family of vampires. He takes over Carfax Abbey (thanks, Dracula!) and gets his "brides" (women covered with pale blue makeup wearing wispy gowns that make them look more like fairies than vampires) to hypnotize modern women who are somehow related to his family so they can supply blood and, eventually, baby-making wombs. (I say "brides" to give a nod to the tradition, but this vampire is actually married, to a non-blue woman who never speaks and is constantly knitting [so she can kill somebody with the knitting needles, of course.]) There's a hunchbacked servant named Spool. The big scene near the end, when a whole bunch of vampires show up to debate whether or not to move to America, is filmed in sepia-like tones, with Vaseline (or something) smeared all over the lens to make things blurry, and with the vampires wearing all sorts of crazy costumes, the leader decked out in full bishop's array. Maybe the Milligan film with the most camp value.
Guru the Mad Monk (1970)
At some vague time in the past, the oddly-named Father Guru runs the Lost Souls Church of Mortavia (as a very modern-looking sign tells us) on an island somewhere in Europe. Acting almost like a good guy at first, he helps a woman escape from imprisonment at the place (where people go to be tortured and/or executed for various crimes) by giving her a potion that makes her appear dead, in Romeo and Juliet style. The catch is she has to remain at the church, and her boyfriend has to serve as a gofer for Father Guru. It seems he sells bodies to a medical school. Meanwhile, we find out there's a woman present who needs fresh blood to survive; no fangs or anything, but apparently a vampire of some sort. Also present is a hunchbacked assistant named, in traditional fashion, Igor. In the most notable scene, Father Guru (who is mad indeed, but not a monk) has an argument between his good and bad selves while looking in a mirror. Some church official shows up to kick Father Guru out, he gets killed, etc. Has the virtue of being less than an hour long.