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Lack of good storyline.

I wanted to like it more than I actually did... But much of the humor totally escaped me and I walked out only mildly impressed.

Go in cold, and you're likely to emerge with your blood boiling. This has to be seen to be believed.

It is encouraging that the film ends so strongly.Otherwise, it wouldn't have been a particularly memorable film

Horror film? NO. Thriller film? NO. Good story? No. Soft-porn? Sorta - mainly yes, and a terrible one to boot. Cheap wannabe soft-porn trash.The film's summary reads: "A sex-crazed nympho helps speed along her father's death so she can use the inheritance to help out her depraved boyfriend." - and that's exactly what the film is. The problem with the film is there is way to much focus on the sex-craze and not enough focus on a halfway decent story and plot. About every other scene is a soft-porn scene. Really boring. If I want to watch soft porn I'd find a soft-porn film to watch - I was wanting a horror film. This is supposed to be a horror film not a terrible soft-porn film that it turn out to be.Worse than cheesy horror -- the real horror is the film itself and not the story as we are lead to believe. This is a real trash fest.1/10

1970's "Blood Mania" was, like its companion feature "Point of Terror," a showcase for writer-producer-star beefcake Peter Carpenter, who always made sure that he'd score with every beautiful babe within reach (sort of a poor man's Paul Naschy, minus talent). Despite the titles and ad campaigns, neither film remotely qualifies as horror, although those who consider each to be 'horrible' shall receive no argument from me. This film seems to have the more notorious reputation, but features far more nudity than the other feature, particularly from the stunning Maria de Aragon, who effortlessly steals it as Victoria Waterman, dutiful daughter of a wealthy invalid (Eric Allison) whose will leaves all his money to her younger sister Gail (Apr 1972 Playboy Playmate Vicky Peters), despite the fact she'd been away for seven years. A major plot point easily missed is that the reason she left was because she'd had an incestuous affair with Daddy, eerily depicted in the nonsensical dreamlike sequence behind the opening credits. There is of course Daddy's doctor, Craig Cooper (Peter Carpenter), being blackmailed by a scumbag who won't even be put off by the naked advances of the buxom Mrs. Cooper (Oct 1967 Playboy Playmate Reagan Wilson), who is abruptly dropped after being raped. Little is made of Gail's older lesbian companion, played by Jacqueline Dalya, busy 1940s actress and veteran of "Charlie Chan in Rio" (Joel Marston, of the 1949 Charlie Chan finale "The Sky Dragon," appears in "Point of Terror"). Both Maria and Jacqueline had worked with Carpenter before in "Love Me Like I Do," which, unlike the others, was not misleadingly advertised as a horror film. The lighthearted nurse is played by Leslie Simms, who received the bulk of the new footage shot for the TV version of this film, 24 excruciating minutes altogether. In for two brief scenes is Alex Rocco, soon to graduate from low budget affairs like "Blood Mania" and "Stanley" to Coppola's "The Godfather." The nudity is frequent and gratuitous, but frankly that's all this feature has to offer; still, no one can dim the luster of the luscious Maria de Aragon (who again worked for director Robert Vincent O'Neil on 1973's "Wonder Women"). "Blood Mania" debuted on Pittsburgh's Chiller Theater on Nov 27 1976, paired with second feature "Gargoyles" (1972), appearing as a solo feature three additional times through 1982 (like the rest of the Crown International TV package, "Point of Terror" followed closely, in Feb 1977).

Written by and staring Peter Carpenter, this is likable enough but doesn't really deliver. Apart from many rather good, unusual and colourful camera angles, this has more the look and feel of a TV movie than a 'Drive-In Classic' and we certainly have to wait a long time for any blood or mania. The story is well enough told and just about holds the interest, helped enormously by the above average psychedelic soundtrack, but it can be slow at times. indeed we get slow motion scenes and occasionally it appears the film may actually stop. There is a fair amount of flesh on display but it is not blatant and the scenes often rather dark. So, if the title suggests, sex and violence, be more prepared for an updated Peyton Place.

You see a title like Blood Mania and think 'well, there should be some blood, and some violence, maybe some horror, and definitely mania.' Well, there is none of that. but oddly enough when I tried to find another title, perhaps one that was given to the film that wasn't made to beef up sales, there's none of that, either. Instead the movie is like a psychedelic soap opera concerning a skeezy doctor guy played by Peter Carpenter (who also co-wrote and produced the film) who has a 50,000 'tax problem' from giving abortions, and has to pay back the debt, and (one of) his lovers, sultry but cold Maria De Aragon, hatches her own plot to kill her bed-ridden a-hole father and then collect the inheritance... which is not the case, color us shocked.I might be fine with the film not being, you know, horror, if it had something else to bring to the table dramatically. It doesn't even have that; this is, perhaps accurately, a reflection of what a "drive-in" movie was like at the time, and released in a box-set along with other Crown International pictures. At a drive-in the convention was that people would go to make out and/or have lots and lots of sex. I imagine that Blood Mania could make for a good drive-in movie in that context, as if you tune out for a while you won't miss much (say, for all of those scenes of soft-core sex, albeit nice to look at with the hot bodies of De Aragon and Reagan Wilson, pretty lifeless). Not least of which is one sort of 'montage' of walking around between Carpenter and Peters in their 'courtship' phase, and it just goes on and on and on.I mention psychedelia because while no one really "trips" or smokes pot, there is in the music that rip-off flavor of something like Jimi Hendrix Experience. If only the director had more imagination then maybe it could have been a wicked melodrama - as it is whatever he tries to bring to the table is just not working throughout: dull characters, dull situations, over the top music, and not much blood really. If you need to tune out one night it's a good pick, but do NOT expect it to be horror, unless you're one of those people that considers the 2011 The Roommate to be horror. Or need to see copious oobs and don't want to scamper over to the internet.