Well-directed (John Hough's standard array of wide-angle shots and shock cuts, and the worst of the violence occurs discreetly off-screen) but not so well-plotted horror movie, from a Ray Russell novel. Two-thirds of the tale is allowed to roll by before a grisly series of sex crimes is begun to be fitted into a supernatural framework ("There's something I have to tell you," a gray-haired granny in wire-rim specs says promisingly, and then fails to deliver), and the pace remains snailishly slow, although a good shiver or two is wrenched from the final scene. With John Cassavetes, Kerrie Kean, Erin Flannery, and John Ireland. (1982) — Duncan Shepherd
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