Known by several other titles (Mosquito der Schänder, Bloodlust: The Black Forest Vampire, Bloodlust: The Vampire of Nuremberg, Mosquito and Mosquito the Rapist), this is a dark and disturbing 1970's Eurohorror based on the macabre true story of Kuno Hofmann, the "Vampire of Nuremberg."
Mondo Macabro describes this one as a "grown up fairy tale, albeit one that includes bloodsucking, eyeball evisceration and voyeuristic lesbian sex scenes among a host of other activities." That pretty much covers it!
Director Marijan Vajda mainly worked in documentaries, which is a way of seeing this film. No one is named, but The Man (Werner Pochath, who was in both Ratman and Thunder 3, so he's on the Sam movie spectrum) is a deaf and mute accountant who has been abused his entire life, from a father that beat him and raped his sister in front of him to his fellow schoolmates attacking him and now, his co-workers and neighbors with treat him with scorn. Maybe it's because he's weird. Maybe it's because he's so quiet. Maybe it's because he plays with dolls.
The only light in his life is The Girl (Birgit Zamulo), who dresses up all day and dances, and may be potentially just as damaged as our hero. The Mother warns her to stay away from The Man, because there's something off about him.
At night, The Man tries to visit prostitutes, but he can't communicate or perform. Soon, only the dead provide him with comfort, as he starts slicing up bodies, decapitating them, stealing their eyes and even using a glass straw to drink their blood. He starts leaving a graffiti tag behind, the words M.Q. or Mosquito, and the press panics the city with news of a modern day vampire.
The living are still safe until The Girl falls from the roof, in an act that we're left. to believe may or may not be suicide. Losing the only person he really loves sends The Man over the edge and into a spiral of violence after he fails to bring her back to life by feeding her his blood.
This bit of Swiss weirdness isn't everyone's cup of tea. It's slow moving, but I wasn't bored. By the time The Man gets to killing, it descends into the sleazy madness hinted at by the back of the box. But it's a near-silent meditation on trying to escape abuse and man's continual inhumanity to man. It also starts with a great square up real that attempts to paint this movie as an educational experience when all it really wants to do is get you to watch the creeptastic carnage on display.
I'd never heard of this before and was pleasantly surprised that it's such a sensitive -- well, as sensitive as a vampire movie with plenty of gore can be -- and well-acted film.
Mondo Macabro describes this one as a "grown up fairy tale, albeit one that includes bloodsucking, eyeball evisceration and voyeuristic lesbian sex scenes among a host of other activities." That pretty much covers it!
Director Marijan Vajda mainly worked in documentaries, which is a way of seeing this film. No one is named, but The Man (Werner Pochath, who was in both Ratman and Thunder 3, so he's on the Sam movie spectrum) is a deaf and mute accountant who has been abused his entire life, from a father that beat him and raped his sister in front of him to his fellow schoolmates attacking him and now, his co-workers and neighbors with treat him with scorn. Maybe it's because he's weird. Maybe it's because he's so quiet. Maybe it's because he plays with dolls.
The only light in his life is The Girl (Birgit Zamulo), who dresses up all day and dances, and may be potentially just as damaged as our hero. The Mother warns her to stay away from The Man, because there's something off about him.
At night, The Man tries to visit prostitutes, but he can't communicate or perform. Soon, only the dead provide him with comfort, as he starts slicing up bodies, decapitating them, stealing their eyes and even using a glass straw to drink their blood. He starts leaving a graffiti tag behind, the words M.Q. or Mosquito, and the press panics the city with news of a modern day vampire.
The living are still safe until The Girl falls from the roof, in an act that we're left. to believe may or may not be suicide. Losing the only person he really loves sends The Man over the edge and into a spiral of violence after he fails to bring her back to life by feeding her his blood.
This bit of Swiss weirdness isn't everyone's cup of tea. It's slow moving, but I wasn't bored. By the time The Man gets to killing, it descends into the sleazy madness hinted at by the back of the box. But it's a near-silent meditation on trying to escape abuse and man's continual inhumanity to man. It also starts with a great square up real that attempts to paint this movie as an educational experience when all it really wants to do is get you to watch the creeptastic carnage on display.
I'd never heard of this before and was pleasantly surprised that it's such a sensitive -- well, as sensitive as a vampire movie with plenty of gore can be -- and well-acted film.