2. Erotic Rites Of Frankenstein
This is one of my absolute favorite Jess Franco movies. He had a period in the mid 1970s where he essentially made movies that were like the Italian horror comics – the Fumettis. He churned the movies out in the same way: he wanted to recreate that feeling. It’s happening in front of your eyes. Franco lived like a nomad. He had no life outside of his films. It was relentless: making films, going on sets, travelling to the next set, cheap hotels. The touring life is a mad life, but we’ve not gone down that road of relentless touring. We’ve had tours not go according to plan, all sorts of shit, getting ripped off, not finishing tours. But over the years we’ve come to realize there is a certain quality to elusiveness. We don’t just play every day. When we do play it’s more of an event. That’s something we’ve managed to capitalize on throughout the years – the sense of mystique. We appear like ghouls from the mist and then we’re gone again. It’s the same with the records. We don’t churn stuff out for the sake of it. Some groups come out and they’re the hot new thing – they form, release an album, have all the hype, tour and then split up, all in between us recording an album. With our style, part of the attraction is the immersion. I think it was like that with Franco, he was obsessed.
