Saturday, April 10, 2010

I Drink Your Blood - I Eat Your Skin - Trailer (1971)

This is the Original theatircal trailer for legendary 1970 Grindhouse/Drive-in Horror Double feature "I Drink Your Blood" and "I Eat Your Skin" by Jerry Gross.

Drink Your Blood is a cult horror film originally released in 1970. The film was written and directed by David E. Durston, produced by Jerry Gross, and starred Bhaskar Roy Chowdhury and Lynn Lowry (who is uncredited in the film). Like many B-movies of its time, I Drink Your Blood was a Times Square exploitation film and drive-in theater staple.

Loosely inspired by Charles Manson's "family", the film follows a group of nomadic Satanist hippies when they ride into a small town and terrorize the inhabitants. The town has largely become a ghost town thanks to a large mining project nearby, and all but a couple of houses are abandoned. A young local girl is badly beaten. Her grandfather confronts the group but is attacked and dosed with LSD. The girl's young brother is threatened while rescuing his grandfather, before they both escape. The boy decides to exact revenge and put a stop to the rampage. Working at the local bakery the next day he injects meat pies with blood from a rabid dog, and sells the pies to the hungry hippies. Rabid, hydrophobic and frothing at the mouth, the hippies go berserk and wreak homicidal havoc upon the unwitting town

The film was one of the first movies to receive an X-rating from the Motion Picture Association of America based on violence rather than nudity. [3] Several scenes needed to be altered to qualify the film for an "R" so the producer distributed the original film asking that each projectionist censor the film as seen fit for their market. There were 280 prints made and countless differently censored versions were in circulation. The prints for the Los Angeles and New York City runs were censored by the film's director. The Encyclopedia of Horror said that "as the film now stands what looks like it might have been a raw, ferocious thriller has become a frustrating excercise in splicing, incessantly building up to scenes of bone-crushing horror and violence which never actually happen