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CAPTAIN KRONOS: VAMPIRE HUNTER1974
Written and Directed by Brian Clemens
Starring Horst Janson (seriously)
WHA’ HAPPENED?
A rich family goes around sucking the life out of pretty,
young girls in order to stay youthful forever. Our titular captain (What is he
the captain of? No idea.) comes to the rescue, defeating these age-sucking
jerkwads with his fencing skills, luck with the ladies, and obscure vampire
knowledge. (Fun fact: vampires can bring dead toads back to life just by
walking by.)
ISN’T THAT SPECIAL?
I’ve always been a Hammer fan, and I knew this entry in
their mid-70s output is particularly strange. Not oppressively strange in a
kung-fu-vampires kind of way, but strange enough to catch my interest on a lazy
Saturday morning.
SHIRTS AND SKINS:
Kronos is shirtless a good 40% of the movie. He has one
dimly lit sex scene, and a bunch of innocent bromantic scenes with another male
character that turn slightly more homoerotic because hes shirtless. (In one
memorable exchange, his buddy touches the captain's torso scar and says that he
knows he has guts, because he’s already seen his insides.) The actor playing
Kronos isn’t exactly someone to write home about, but hey.
BLOOD AND GUTS:
Mostly slight trickles of mouth blood and glumpy old-age
make-up. Hammer has done a lot better in the past.
RANDOM THOUGHTS:
I enjoyed the wonky mythos that this film built around its
vampire characters. Specifically, each vampire can only be killed in specific
ways. Some have to be staked, some have to be burnt, and some have to get a
crucifix to sink into their embarrassingly vulnerable chest. It must suck to be
the vampire that dies via garlic pizza.
OK. IS IT GAY?
Yeah. The film builds a strange rhythm where it has a
bromance scene with Kronos and the doctor who summoned him (the scar-caressing
one), followed very quickly by Kronos making sexy-time with his female
companion. Either hes bi, or he needs to sort through some issues fast. That,
coupled with a particularly androgynous son-of-a-vampire, makes for some
pleasant 70s escapism with a slight queer bent. Fun times all around.





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