Atom Age Vampire (1960).
Alas, poor movie. Cut from the original 105 minutes to 87 minutes, cut again to 72 minutes. Translated from Italian.
Poor, poor movie. It was having a good life, doing its own thing, living independently: and then a man came along and told it that it had to quit its job if it wanted him to love it. So it got in a car and drove fast and the car came off the road and mysteriously caught fire (cars do that when their wheels leave the road, you know) and it was scarred. Grotesque.
It was horrific and would be forever. Lots of people told it so, including the doctor who had promised to save it. Oh, he told it how unredeemable it was a LOT. And then the doctor did some Mad Science and made it beautiful again!
And then the doctor told it that the movie loved him now because he had cured it! And killed his wife because she objected, details, details.
And then it all got very confusing. There were no vampires. There never were any vampires. It was all a terrible lie. I don’t remember what happened at the end. I think my brain gave up long before that. This was not as quite bad as Grindelwald but it nearly was. Not even the nice people at Rifftrax could redeem this one.
I think maybe this movie was warning me, as a female, that I shouldn’t be independent and drive cars?