El extraño amor de los vampiros (1975)

A brunette in a tight black dress with white flowers in her updo sits at a wooden table, pouring from a pitcher like some kind of gothic hostess. The lighting is dark and moody, almost like candlelight, giving everything a ritualistic vampire vibe. She’s joined by two other women in long dresses, all pale, slender, standing near a tapestry like they’re in a medieval chamber. Later, a grey-haired man in formal wear sits with a younger woman, both stiff and dramatic, like they’re acting out a centuries-old romance. There’s slow kissing, closeups on lips, bare shoulders, and a lot of lingering touches — more sensual than sexual, but clearly building toward something. The whole thing feels like a softcore vampire fantasy with no actual sex, just heavy mood and intimate contact.