There are bad horror movies, and then there’s The Vulture, a film that proves once and for all that nothing kills fear faster than the sight of a giant seagull with a man’s head glued on it. Directed by Lawrence Huntington, this “thriller” manages to make both grave-robbing and mutant science experiments about as exciting … Read More “The Vulture (1967): Bird-Brained Horror with Talons of Pure Boredom” »
If Ed Wood had grown up in São Paulo with a side gig at a reptile farm, he might’ve made This Night I’ll Possess Your Corpse. It’s the middle entry in Coffin Joe’s infamous trilogy, where everyone’s favorite top-hatted undertaker with the world’s greasiest fingernails once again declares himself a Nietzschean genius while acting like … Read More “This Night I’ll Possess Your Corpse (1967): Coffin Joe and His Reptile House of Horrors” »
Ah, Christopher Lee. The man could read the phone book and make it terrifying. Unfortunately, in Theatre of Death(a.k.a. Blood Fiend), he’s stuck in a movie where the phone book would’ve been a better script. This British stab at blending Grand Guignol stage horror with a murder mystery ends up being less “shocking gore” and … Read More “Theatre of Death (1967): Grand Guignol, Grand Boredom” »
Herschell Gordon Lewis, the self-proclaimed “Godfather of Gore,” once said he made movies the way a butcher sells sausages: fast, cheap, and full of questionable meat. Something Weird is proof of that philosophy—it’s a cinematic sausage stuffed with LSD trips, psychic face-swaps, a witch who catfishes men harder than Tinder, and a kung-fu government agent … Read More “Something Weird (1967): LSD, Witch Sex, and Kung-Fu Foreplay” »
By the time The Mummy’s Shroud stumbled onto the screen, Hammer’s bandaged monster had already limped through two films and was wheezing louder than the mummy itself. What was once Gothic grandeur had turned into a low-energy Scooby-Doo episode—with sand. It’s as if Hammer knew they had one more roll of linen left in the … Read More “The Mummy’s Shroud (1967): When Bandages Can’t Hold a Franchise Together” »
If you’ve ever wondered what would happen if Vincent Price traded in haunted houses and cursed paintings for a sleazy Tangier sex-trafficking operation, congratulations—you’ve found The House of 1,000 Dolls. Unfortunately, instead of campy thrills or gothic grandeur, what we get is Vincent Price hypnotizing women into joining a brothel while wearing the look of … Read More “The House of 1,000 Dolls (1967): Vincent Price, Magician of Misery” »
If you’ve ever wanted to see a movie where a psychic hypnotist controls a prehistoric “Gill Monster” that looks like it was assembled from a child’s snorkeling set, some ping-pong balls, and a glue gun, Creature of Destruction is the cinematic swamp for you. Larry Buchanan, the reigning king of $1.50 filmmaking, delivers a film … Read More “Creature of Destruction (1967): The Gill Monster Ate My Budget” »
Ah, The Third Eye. A gothic Italian horror film where young Franco Nero, still years away from his Django glory, spends his screen time taxidermying corpses, strangling hookers, and arguing with his mother like a deranged Norman Bates with a stuffed-animal hobby. Spoiler: this isn’t so much a horror movie as it is a really … Read More “The Third Eye (1966): Taxidermy, Mommy Issues, and Franco Nero’s Worst Date Ever” »
There are midlife crises, and then there’s Rock Hudson paying thirty grand to fake his own death, get plastic surgery, and start over as an artist in Malibu—only to discover he’s still miserable. Seconds isn’t just a film; it’s a nightmare dressed up as self-improvement, the horror version of “new year, new me.” The Premise: … Read More “Seconds (1966): Midlife Crisis, With Bonus Brain Drilling” »
Hammer Studios decided to take a break from vampires and Frankenstein knockoffs to give us zombies — and boy, did they deliver… a half-dead snoozefest that makes the Cornish countryside look scarier than the undead. The Plot: Cornwall Needs OSHA, Not Voodoo It’s 1860, and the Cornish villagers are dying left and right. But not … Read More “The Plague of the Zombies (1966): Cornish Miners, Now with Extra Rot” »