Sinner Meet Your Maker

Fiendish moments from the original lobby cards. 

Beauty Beware

When I am dead and gone, say only this of me: he really, really liked 'The Fiend' ('Beware My Brethren' in the US). Like it? I love it. I love the music, the performances, the brown and olive world of the early 1970's, Tony Beckley, Patrick Magee, I love it all.

Beckley plays Kenny, a deeply religious security guard who lives with his aged Mum and, in his spare time, is a perverted sex killer. He's grown up twisted as a result of belonging to a very odd (but pretty funky) cult led by the ever bonkers Patrick Magee. The resulting tale is one of the most entertaining in the British horror canon, and it's just come out on DVD, so go and get it got immediately.

Here's the opening sequence of the film, which should probably clear up the whole 'shall I - shan't I' debate immediately. Bloody marvellous.

The Fiend

 

 

 

 

 

 

Panic, Fear, Terror

'Assault' blots its copy book immediately by featuring a very young looking Lesley Ann Down being chased and then sexually molested by an unseen, gloved presence. It's not a particularly explicit sequence, but it's a pretty sleazy way to open a film.

One of the few British productions that could easily fit into the giallo genre, 'Assault' is fairly slow moving and perhaps chucks in one red herring too many, but it has some great sequences and tries hard - and the cast is phenomenal: Suzy Kendall, Frank Finlay, Tony Beckley, Anthony Ainley, David Essex and Freddie Jones.

Assault

In All Its Monstrous Horror

Crazed Kelp Monsters

I love 'The Lost Continent', even though it's incredibly silly, perhaps because it's incredibly silly. Cobbled together from one of Dennis Wheatley's less coherent works, it's a rip roaring adventure with several unpleasant deaths, some over-inflated balloons and a load of stranded latter day Conquistadors.

The Lost Continent