This barebones, arbitrarily assembled package of Hammer Horror films is redeemed by the gorgeous aural/visual restorations.
Hot blood carouses thorough the veins of this handsome Hammer Dracula installment, even if Christopher Lee apparently took a cold shower before filming started.
Its musty, jaundiced sensuality characterizes Hammer’s blending of gothic tradition with modern prurience.
The film establishes itself as one of the finest of the seven entries in Hammer’s Frankenstein cycle.
The lack of extras should not dissuade a fan from picking this one up.