A Taste of Blood (1967): Drinking Causes a Different Thirst
The Return of Dracula and Hammer film's misguided Dracula 1972 A.D., A Taste of Blood missed the mark and left ol' Drac steel feeling peckish. While Lewis might have felt this was his masterwork, an honor I would bestow on Two Thousand Maniacs or Blood Feast, it lacked a cohesive enough story to impress. What it did have was plenty of trademark H.G. Lewis gore. The price of admission is worth it to marvel in the prehistoric practical effects, and if you've never seen an H.G. Lewis film, this would be a fine place to start. It might not deliver on all fronts, but it definitely gives you enough of a taste to whet your appetite for more of the Godfather of Gore.