男主是一个典型的香港男人，事业成就、风流倜傥，尽管家有娇妻儿女，但每当因利成便时候，从不会错失拈花惹草的机会。宾妹玛丽安娜的出现，改变了泰汉一家四口的一生，平添了一段鲜为人知，而又骇人听闻的旅游灾难秘辛！闪耀熠熠星光的男主太太，面对花心如萝卜的丈夫，从爱而恨，从恨而赌气，从赌气而至再同心共患难，充分反映出具有感情基础的婚姻，是可贵而经得起考验的……

男主是一个典型的香港男人，事业成就、风流倜傥，尽管家有娇妻儿女，但每当因利成便时候，从不会错失拈花惹草的机会。宾妹玛丽安娜的出现，改变了泰汉一家四口的一生，平添了一段鲜为人知，而又骇人听闻的旅游灾难秘辛！闪耀熠熠星光的男主太太，面对花心如萝卜的丈夫，从爱而恨，从恨而赌气，从赌气而至再同心共患难，充分反映出具有感情基础的婚姻，是可贵而经得起考验的……

The story runs in the 1940s Mexico City. A schoolboy (Carlos) falls in love with his best friend's mother (Mariana). Carlos is impressed because this family is not like the ordinary mexican families of the time, because they have many expensive American things, although they are not rich. The drama begins when Carlos gets out of school to go to declare his love to Mariana, and is discovered by his teachers.

The story runs in the 1940s Mexico City. A schoolboy (Carlos) falls in love with his best friend's mother (Mariana). Carlos is impressed because this family is not like the ordinary mexican families of the time, because they have many expensive American things, although they are not rich. The drama begins when Carlos gets out of school to go to declare his love to Mariana, and is discovered by his teachers.

玛丽安娜，片中的主角，出身贵族，父母在旅行中被杀害，就此玛丽安娜成为孤儿，一边躲避对她觊觎已久居心不良的监护人一边寄身在修道院度日。修道院的修女询问玛丽安娜为何要逃避监护人，玛丽安娜说，你见过监护人抓着你的手对你说他无法抑制地爱着你么。 　　某日在街上被一辆急驶的马车撞倒，从马车上下来男主角——一位年轻英俊的贵族青年。青年将玛丽安娜带回家，在华丽的房间中，青年轻轻褪去玛丽安娜的鞋子，捧起她的脚查看伤情，就此两人情愫顿生。可是青年的母亲厌恶出身低微的玛丽安娜，顽固地阻挠两人的结合。经过努力后，玛丽安娜终于得到了任何，与青年开始幸福地筹备婚礼。此时故事却在此处急转直下。

墨西哥超现实吸血鬼片，导演Juan López Moctezuma是JODOROWSKY大师的好友，曾经参与杨大师多部经典CULT片的拍摄工作。 　　A beautifull artist (Cristina Ferrare) moonlights as a vampire while in Mexico, killing lovers of both sex. It seems that the only person who has any chance of stopping her reign of terror is her father (John Carradine), who's also a vampire. Model and future TV host Christina Ferrare is a lesbian vampire whose victims are dying to quench her thirst for blood. Mexican authorities and her father (John Carradine) try to come between Ferrare and her next target's neck in this horrifying shockfest. 　　Juan Lopez Moctezuma's MARY, MARY, BLOODY MARY (1975) is one of those movies you watch and, after mentally cataloging all the things wrong with it, realize how cool it really is... mostly because of all the things you thought were wrong with it. Cristina Ferrare is such a Pamprin headache of an actress, as stiff as a celluloid collar, and yet she does create one of cinema's most interesting vampires. In many ways, Mary couldn't be worse at what she does - while the early murder of a man interested in more than her paintings goes off smoothly (Miss Thing slyly sliding a hairpin out of her chignon during female superior sex and using it to lay open his jugular), her next victim (a fisherman, whom she has attempted to drug) nearly fends her off until she takes him down in one of the most ungainly vampire attacks of all time. 　　Elsewhere, Mary proves herself a complete chicken shit in moments of tension, as when she breaks down in big boo-boo tears when confronted on a country road by a mysterious figure clad in black. She's lachrymose, emotionally withdrawn, sexually disengaged and her art sucks... what a perfect portrait of an Ugly Americana spreading the white man's poison south of the border. It's in this context that the cheapness of the production, the harsh 70s decor, the cold, perfunctory performances and the wall-to-wall Muzak score actually begin to seem like grounded artistic choices and have a lot to do with why I keep coming back to this one. 　　MARY, MARY, BLOODY MARY ends in a surprisingly cynical bloodbath of ultraviolence that leaves only the pathetic title character standing... or in reality on her knees sucking the life out of the one person whose love she had relied on to point her to some kind of normalcy. Not enough vampire movies use awkwardness and incompetence as character traits to define their bloodsuckers and that's too bad. George Romero had similar ideas for MARTIN (1976) a year later but portraying vampires as just folks is definitely the horror road not taken.

墨西哥超现实吸血鬼片，导演Juan López Moctezuma是JODOROWSKY大师的好友，曾经参与杨大师多部经典CULT片的拍摄工作。 　　A beautifull artist (Cristina Ferrare) moonlights as a vampire while in Mexico, killing lovers of both sex. It seems that the only person who has any chance of stopping her reign of terror is her father (John Carradine), who's also a vampire. Model and future TV host Christina Ferrare is a lesbian vampire whose victims are dying to quench her thirst for blood. Mexican authorities and her father (John Carradine) try to come between Ferrare and her next target's neck in this horrifying shockfest. 　　Juan Lopez Moctezuma's MARY, MARY, BLOODY MARY (1975) is one of those movies you watch and, after mentally cataloging all the things wrong with it, realize how cool it really is... mostly because of all the things you thought were wrong with it. Cristina Ferrare is such a Pamprin headache of an actress, as stiff as a celluloid collar, and yet she does create one of cinema's most interesting vampires. In many ways, Mary couldn't be worse at what she does - while the early murder of a man interested in more than her paintings goes off smoothly (Miss Thing slyly sliding a hairpin out of her chignon during female superior sex and using it to lay open his jugular), her next victim (a fisherman, whom she has attempted to drug) nearly fends her off until she takes him down in one of the most ungainly vampire attacks of all time. 　　Elsewhere, Mary proves herself a complete chicken shit in moments of tension, as when she breaks down in big boo-boo tears when confronted on a country road by a mysterious figure clad in black. She's lachrymose, emotionally withdrawn, sexually disengaged and her art sucks... what a perfect portrait of an Ugly Americana spreading the white man's poison south of the border. It's in this context that the cheapness of the production, the harsh 70s decor, the cold, perfunctory performances and the wall-to-wall Muzak score actually begin to seem like grounded artistic choices and have a lot to do with why I keep coming back to this one. 　　MARY, MARY, BLOODY MARY ends in a surprisingly cynical bloodbath of ultraviolence that leaves only the pathetic title character standing... or in reality on her knees sucking the life out of the one person whose love she had relied on to point her to some kind of normalcy. Not enough vampire movies use awkwardness and incompetence as character traits to define their bloodsuckers and that's too bad. George Romero had similar ideas for MARTIN (1976) a year later but portraying vampires as just folks is definitely the horror road not taken.

内德爱他美丽的妻子玛丽，但由于他的性功能障碍无法满足她，无论他怎么努力，都无济于事。有一天他发誓将自己的灵魂卖给魔鬼，以换取他缺乏的男子气概，并提出接受他的提议，魔鬼答应了。内德很快发现自己能够享受他梦寐以求的体验，但不知道魔鬼对内德和他所有的新玩伴有一些可怕的计划......