For the want of a better plot, this slow-paced vintage horror flick has lovely Airhead Playmate Andrea Allan as its main attraction, and she's convincing enough as a pretty face to rest your eyes on.
There's a lot of eerie 70s atmosphere, but that's just about it.
A summary: Airhead follows her sordid boyfriend to a deserted house in order for him to break an entry. No reason is given for his choice of burglary object. In fact, he has a hard time finding the location. He even resorts to using a map! Well, they get there by nightfall, and while he's searching the premises, a couple enters of which the male party gets down to killing the female, not knowing that Airhead and Burglar are hiding out watching them. Airhead runs for the car but has lost the ignition key so she flees through the woods to a car junkyard, with the murderer in her tracks.
She escapes, and then basically nothing happens for a good hour.
The viewer would perhaps be expecting the deserted house to mysteriously disappear as the title does indicate a story of a vanished house. However, no quest of the house ever takes place, so the movie isn't really about a vanished house but something else (that unravels in the very last five minutes).
Airhead is totally unmoved by watching murders and corpses; rather a far cry from the American Scream Queens.
Lots of nudity and sex, with compliments to the director: he's from Barcelona!
