I had a dear friend once... now sadly departed... who was obsessed with vampire lore. He lived in a strange world in his own head for sure... inebriated much of the time... and as we made our unsteady way home from the pub at nights, he used to drone on about this particular movie. Chiefly, I suspect, because of the presence of the doomed actress Sharon Tate and her well-rounded companions
I've grown to love this movie (Moira falls asleep whenever I put it on... "It's so cosy"). Maybe it's just become like a cult thing now, or maybe because it reminds me of dear old Louis