It begins with promise: Dracula shows up at a doctor’s house one night, asking for a cure. The whole undead-thing, living off other people, drinking that icky blood, it’s getting old. The doctor says yes, he may be able to create . . . a SERUM. Or perhaps an antidote. While he’s working, someone else shows up at the house and demands to speak to him so he can beg for a cure. The receptionist sends him away, and he ends up in jail. Well, hello:
It’s Lon Chaney Jr. as Lyle Talbot, again! And what’s his problem?
Yes, now it’s a Werewolf movie. He’s all upset about his werewolfism, as usual. I may have missed the part that explains why he went to the doctor the same weekend as Dracula; perhaps he was forwarded an email about cures. In any case, he decides to avoid the whole full-moon thing by diving into an underwater cavern. Guess what he finds down there:
That’s right. Frankenstein’s Monster. So now the whole gang is back together, having showed up at the same place in the span of two or three days, or so it seems.. The Doctor, being a Man of Science, considers bringing the Monster back to life. How? With Glowing Machinery:
But the doctor decides against bringing back the Monster. Instead he embarks on a series of experiments involving SERUMS and ANTIDOTES and blood-switching, and in the process either goes quite mad or comes down with Gilbert Gottfried disease:
The villagers are sweaty, ugly, and peeved, and do not accept the reassurances of Lionel Atwill:
He’s playing the same old role, but it’s reassuring to see him. Why? Because we liked him before in that other thing where he was that one guy.
Eventually Drac is killed - yeah, sure - and the Wolfman is cured! Cured, I tell you! Which is the cue for someone to hook up a car battery to the Monster:
Do we have crackly machinery to facilitate his revival? We do:
He’s alive! He’s indestructible!
Naturally, anything stitched together from dead people and stuffed with dead organs would be able to withstand anything. So he gets up from the slab, there’s a fight, there’s a fire, and a flaming beam falls on him and THE END. That’s right: he’s around for about 3 minutes.
This stuff is junk. I just love it.
The Trailer. Once again, heckin' 'em off, one by one:
