A year before Paul Landres released The Return of Dracula, he touched upon the genre in The Vampire. The Vampire had a novel twist, unlike the movies I've seen so far, the vampire in question was that way because of science.
A physician accidently ingests a pill derived from vampire bats blood that was part of an experiment dealing with mind regression- developing a hunger for blood.
Landres brings the weird into small town, much like David Lynch doing Dark Shadows; it's so small town, the doctor's daughter is Betsy, and when he becomes concerned for her safety, he sends her to Aunt Sally's, such wholesome, All-American names.
The Vampire owes more to Doctor Jekyll and Mister Hyde than Dracula, but it's still an intreaguing piece of fifties film making.
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