Malatesta's Carnival of Blood

Synopsis: The Norris family get jobs working at a seedy old carnival as a cover for searching for their missing son who disappeared after visiting said carnival. Eccentric manager Mr. Blood turns out to be a vampire while the evil owner Malatesta rules over a gaggle of ghastly ghouls who watch silent movies when they aren't feasting on human flesh.
Genre: Horror
74 min



- No!

- Let me help!

No. Don't touch my cards.

- How much do I owe you?

- Owe me? Owe me?

The service is free...

free to all new employees...

This was no true reading, Vena.

You must come back again when

the cards have calmed themselves.

You're hurting me...

In the business for 20 odd years...

20 odd years... and I can tell you...

It's a gold mine.

Yes, ma'am, that's what I said.

A gold mine!

Couldn't be a better investment on earth.

- Did you hear that, Frank?

- You newcomers will love it.

We're charmed here. Charmed,

and a charming bunch of people.

So far they seem a little odd.

Have you met the Davises?

They're new here too.

Cute little boy they have, eh?

Oh, you haven't met 'em yet...

Friendliest bunch of people on earth.

Ah. Mr Bean.

This is Mr Bean,

the oldest member of the Carnival.

How do you do, Mr Bean?

Pleased to meet you, Mr Bean.

Accidents happen around a carnival.

That's an old war wound of the business.

- Isn't that right Mr Bean?

- Quiet.

Oh, yes, sir. Mr Bean is quiet enough.

Yes, sir. There's only one thing

Mr Bean likes more than quiet

and that's money.

That's why he's in the business.

When do we get to see this Malatesta?

I do all the signing for him.

I'm the business manager of this carnival.

Where have you been?

There are prizes

to be unloaded and shelved.

I was having my fortune told.

Lot of nonsense, that.

That's for old ladies.

They line up. You should see them

on a Sunday afternoon.

Hundreds of them. Straight from church.

I didn't have to pay anything.

Johnny called. He's driving down...

Says he'll get here tonight.

Ah, the ubiquitous Mr Bean.

Got you.

No one will come

within 500 yards of this place...

...except me.

Some kids were killed here. At least

that's the story we're all weaned on.

Another duck bites the dust.

What do you want?

What everybody wants: Money, affection...

But what I want

is different from what I got.

Totally dead. A total wreck.

But I think I've finally got it

in working shape.

You want to come over and try it out?

You work for Mr Blood?

My name is Kit. I run the Tunnel of Love.

I flunked out of school

and providing I work like hell,

Mr Blood has given me

the dubious distinction

of running that questionable wreck

they call the Tunnel of Love.

- What's your name?

- Why?

I thought it was part of the game?

Vena... Vena Norris.

My parents let me stay at home.

I guess, they're afraid

of having me stay out here.

You've got some visitors.

- Hey lady. Let me shoot, huh?

- No, Toby.

You must be Vena. I'm Adele Davis.

We met your parents earlier.

I want that snake.

I see you've met Toby.

It's a trial... having an intelligent child.

No. I want that dead chicken.

That's what I want.


I don't suppose Toby

could have a few shots?

Well, I haven't yet loaded the guns,

Mrs Davies.

I want a chicken. I want a chicken.

Stop it, I'm telling you!

I'm sorry, Toby.

Look, Toby.

Look what the nice lady has for you.

Well, they cost a dollar twenty-five.


It's so much work

getting ready for opening day.

Toby's a little cranky.

We have the Ferris Wheel.

Mr Blood says that's the real money-maker.

Toby and I are going over

to the Tunnel of Love. I'll meet you there.

How nice. Did you hear that Henry?

Are you in there?

Vena, have you started dinner yet?

- Yes, Mom.

- Vena?

Yes, Mother. I've started dinner!

Why don't you stay for dinner, Mr Blood?

Thank you, ma'am. Thank you very much

for your generous hospitality.

But I prefer to take my meals at home...

Doctor's orders. I...

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