The Blood Beast Terror
The Blood Beast Terror is a 1968 film from the UK, directed by Vernon Sewell, running 82 minutes. reelscum files it under euro-gothic.
- Year
- 1968 · 1960s films
- Country
- UK
- Runtime
- 82 min
- Director
- Vernon Sewell
- Updated
- 29 Oct 2026
- Obscurity
- cult (51/100)
- Also known as
- The Vampire Beast Craves Blood
Defined in the glossary: Euro-gothic
Cushing called it the worst film he ever made. He was being generous.
Peter Cushing called it the worst film he ever made, and he was being generous. A Victorian entomologist's daughter is, through a plot best not examined, a giant were-moth who drains men of blood, and the monster works only in the wide shots where you cannot see it.
It is bottom-tier British gothic, stiff and cheap, and its reputation rests almost entirely on Cushing's dismissal of it. There is a certain fascination in watching consummate professionals soldier through obvious nonsense.
For gothic completists and Cushing obsessives only.
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