DRACULA, THE DIRTY OLD MAN should be an American institution that happens in the middle of nowhere on a daily basis. Escaping from the brain-baked wasteland of Las Vegas, this reckless sleaze-bomb follows Dracula and Irving Jackalman (a werewolf-hobo with claws for hands), as they kidnap people, kill people, have sex, have more sex, and complain about heartburn. If that’s not enough to convince you that this movie is a masterpiece, the entire thing was dubbed by two people who either didn’t have access to a script, or didn’t know how to read. Basically, this is a cross between WHAT’S UP TIGER LILY?, THE IMMORAL MR. TEAS, and God-knows-what that champions the tenuous line between debatable comedy and defective eroticism. Plus, Dracula has sex through his dress slacks. Twice.