Mother and daughter plot the demise of abusive husband and father Walter Eastwood, but things don't go exactly as planned as the corpse seems to have a way of relocating itself.
Originally titled The Corpse, Tony says that's because it moved at about the speed of a corpse. I generally have patience with these 70s British slow moving films but this one completely lost me in the end. If you're going to move at a glacial pace at least come full circle and make sense when you get to the end. Should've been called crucible of confusion. It's a pity too because it did get rather interesting for a while when the corpse wasn't where they left it. My advice, skip it.
5 comments:
Ugh, this is a PERFECT example of the kind of horror movie I can't deal with - early 70s British, no thanks! I'm glad you're covering all these, Cat!
You may be glad but this one was painful for me.
Sounds brutal. And not in a good way!
Oh my god, practically every sentence in this review is hilarious. "Speed of a corpse," Ha!
No, no, no!! Life is too short.
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