Van Helsing, a rather strange character. Originally, in Dracula by Bram Stoker, he was just a slightly bonkers ginger Dutch guy into cutting off chicks' heads and stuffing their mouths with garlic. A hypnotist evangelist with a pocket full of Communion wafers. But good old Hammer Horror cheerfully ignored a lot of this as Peter Cushing took on the man. The character was distorted still further by Cosgrove House when they produced their incontestably brilliant …showed first 75 words of 1328 total…

…showed last 75 words of 1328 total…Bill). That it succeeds in spite of sucking quite badly in many departments merely demonstrates that the whole can be greater than the sum of its parts. I would say, however, that a sequel would be monstrously ill-advised. Enjoy the hokey action for what it is, try and ignore the attempts at character development, and relish the bit with the cow, which gives just a little taste of what enormous fun it could have been.