Saturday, October 31, 2020

I Drink Your Blood/I Eat Your Skin

I Drink Your Blood 

I Eat Your Skin

YouTube viewing 

The closure of movie theaters this year as a result of The Virus has led to a resurgence in drive-ins. Here’s a first-hand account from this past summer of a mother taking her family to a drive-in. In Queens, a drive-in has been born (with a Brooklyn extension), plus a local diner set up one in Astoria. Others have sprung throughout the tri-state area.

Years ago, I wrote about ways drive-ins could improve, and while my suggestions would be less feasible in the face of a pandemic, I still believe they could work in normal times. As things stand right now, drive-ins are a nice way to retain the traditional theater-going experience.

In the 60s and 70s, drive-ins were repositories for, shall we say, more adventurous cinematic material, the kind that appealed to younger audiences. Horror films were among the more popular genres. 

Director-turned-producer and distributor Jerry Gross took advantage of this trend by placing an emphasis on exploitative posters, taglines, and especially titles: Vice Girls Ltd., Girl on a Chain Gang, and Teenage Mother were among the films he produced in the 60s. (He also distributed Sweet Sweetback’s Baadasssss Song, among other indies.)

In 1970, in the wake of the Charles Manson murders, Gross’ Cinemation Industries commissioned writer-director David E. Durston to make a cheap, graphic horror film without any supernatural elements. Inspired by a news item about an attack by rabid wolves in Iran, the result was I Drink Your Blood, a film in which a Satanic cult unknowingly ingests blood from a rabid dog and goes a little cuckoo.

A year later, Gross acquired the rights to a 1964 zombie movie written and directed by another multi-hyphenate, Del Tenney, called, um, Zombies. In that one, a jet-set novelist travels to a Caribbean island with his agent and the agent’s wife to work on his latest book, only to run afoul of the local voodoo cult (strangely, the name “Voodoo Island” does not provide them with a clue that this may not exactly be Club Med). Gross chose to put the two films together as a mandatory twin bill for the drive-in market, and Zombies was retitled I Eat Your Skin.

Both movies are crap. Blood, made when the boundaries on sex and violence in movies had been pushed much farther, at least has nudity and more gore than Skin, not that it counts for a great deal in the end—but it did earn an X rating. This was during a time when movies like Midnight Cowboy, Beyond the Valley of the Dolls and Fritz the Cat were getting Xes, so I suppose that’s saying something.

The Satan cult in Blood made me think (hope?) it would be along the lines of The Devil’s Rain, but the Satanic elements are jettisoned once the rabies takes hold and the killing starts, and while the deaths are mildly entertaining by today’s standards, perhaps the creepiest element of the film are the horrible things done to animals—including rats. If you’re any kind of animal lover, this movie is absolutely not for you!

As for Skin, it treads the same ground as I Walked with a Zombie and White Zombie, with POCs and their scary, foreign rituals and their covetousness of white, blonde women. It also had some elements of Island of Lost Soulsthough that’s not evident until the end, when the big bad’s master plan is revealed after it was foiled.

But of course, these movies’ deficiencies did not keep them from developing a following that persists even today. In 2017 a book came out devoted to 70s drive-in films and drive-in culture

These movies are fun in a campy, retro way, no doubt, and every so often, especially around this time of year, they can be good for a laugh, but the level of devotion these and similar drive-in movies get continues to puzzle me. Maybe it’s because I don’t drive?

The drive-in trailer for both movies (NSFW) (and spoilers)


  1. What man has wrought in the name of box office!

    Happy Hallowe'en!

  2. Eh, I was always kinda curious about this one.

    Right back atcha.


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