Ruthless and unhinged predatory psycho nympho slut Victoria Waterman (deliciously overplayed with lip-smacking wicked aplomb by foxy brunette knockout Maria De Aragon) kills her ailing wealthy father Rideley Waterman (a memorably grumpy Eric Allison) so she can get her grubby hands on his substantial inheritance. Complications ensue when Victoria's sweet younger sister Gail (lovely blonde looker Vicki Peters) winds up receiving the bulk of Daddy's money. Director Robert Vincent O'Neill, working from a blithely sordid and shameless script by Peter Carpenter, Tony Crechales and Toby Sacher, cheerfully wallows in the sewer and really delivers the sensationally slimy goods: we've got plentiful tasty female nudity (De Aragon in particular looks positively stunning sans clothes),sizzling soft-core sex, nasty plot twists, a little drug use, mean, greedy, back-stabbing amoral characters, occasional outbursts of wild gruesome violence, and a pleasingly grim bummer ending. Moreover, the cast have a completely field day with their juicy roles: De Aragon makes for a marvelously ferocious and intimidating femme fatale, co-writer Carpenter holds his own as hunky family doctor Craig Cooper, plus there are neat supporting turns by Reagan Wilson as Cooper's nice, loyal girlfriend Cheryl, Leslie Simms as doting nurse Turner, Arell Blanton as smugly evil blackmailer Larry, and Alex Rocco as a by-the-book lawyer. The garish cinematography by Robert Maxwell and Gary Graver further enhances the pervasive seaminess. Don Vincent's wailing, overwrought, groovy-stomping psychedelic rock score hits the funky bull's eye, too. A total trashy treat.

Maybe about all that can be said good about Blood Mania it gives you a chance to some scantily clad women and some buff men if that's what your taste runs to. It has to be one of the dullest and worst acted films I've seen.

A couple of sisters one of them a real wild child are the daughter of a doctor who dies and disinherits the wild child. Bad for her, worse for her boyfriend who is a doctor being blackmailed. The boyfriend dumps wild child and focuses now on the good girl.

The film crosses over into softcore porn with some of the sex scenes.

The only actor I knew in this mess was Alex Rocco who two years later would get a really good part in The Godfather as Moe Green. He had all the emotion of a turnip delivering his lines as the lawyer at the reading of the will.

Blood Mania does get bloody in the end, but I'd skip this one folks.

BLOOD MANIA is another ultra-obscure US grindhouse horror film featuring the one and only Peter Carpenter (POINT OF TERROR),a mysterious acting figure who died in strange circumstances at the peak of his movie career. Carpenter's distinctive style of non-acting has to be seen to be believed, and is one of the most fun things about these otherwise below-par films.

This film in particular tries to be a psychological thriller but it turns out to be your routine softcore film packed with wall-to-wall nudity from various voluptuous starlets. The acting is bad and the plot is virtually non-existent, instead the viewer is treated to one sweaty sex scene after another. And when there's no sex, there's just nude scene after nude scene, including a lengthy piece of camera-work shot from waist height looking up at a particularly top-heavy actress.

There is some semblance of a narrative involving an indebted doctor, an ailing father, and the nymphomaniac who ties the two together, but it's all staged so ineptly that it's hard to make sense of any of it. There's no gore or violence to speak of either, just a cheesy twist ending which is quite laughable. In other words, BLOOD MANIA is par for the course for those guys at Crown International Pictures.