Hungarian Countess Elzabet Bathory is reputed to have killed scores of young women in her county and bathed in their blood in an attempt to remain forever young, earning herself the sobriquet of the female Dracula. While she is noromally and understandably depicted as a villain, Julie Delpy, directing and acting, gives her story an unflinching feminist twist. It begins with the Count eating on the battlefield beside a huge pile of severed Turkish heads, for which sort of feat he is honored by the Emperor. The Countess, frustrated in her affair with a much younger noble, starts her unconventional beauty regime because she mistakenly thinks he dumped her because she looked too old. When, eventually, it catches up with her (mainly because the Emperor wants her army and lands), before she is walled up in her room alone for the rest of her life, she says coldly and dignity that she wished she had been a man, so they would have have praised her for slaughter. The film is gorgeous, each frame carefully composed like a great Master painting, in lots of browns and green. Watch it.