Banished from the medical school where he’d been studying because the experiments he was carrying out were morally questionable, young Dr. Frankenstein returns to the village where he grew up to continue those experiments down in the abandoned mining tunnels beneath the town. Oh, wait. His name isn’t Frankenstein. It’s Dr. Blood. Other than that, though, and other than the details being different—the setting is Britain, not Switzerland (as it is in the novel FRANKENSTEIN) or Germany or Vasaria (as it is in the Universal movies)—the plot is cribbed directly from FRANKENSTEIN. Not that there’s anything wrong with that, necessarily.
The acting in this one is better than you’d expect, as is the script. In terms of filming, there’s some fat that could be trimmed, and the revenant brought back to un-life by the not-so-good doctor gets precious little screen time. Still, if nothing about this one stands out, it is at the least perfectly serviceable. It’s quality late-night movie fare, worth checking out by those who enjoy such cuisine. DR. BLOOD’S COFFIN has been called the first “modern” zombie movie, and perhaps that’s right. It certainly serves as a bridge between the reanimated dead of, say, WHITE ZOMBIE and the works of George Romero that would follow it a few years later.