Blood Sabbath (1972)
A young GI stumbles into a world of witchcraft and water nymphs, where his love for a beautiful girl angers the evil witch queen who heads the coven and demands his soul for their lives.
A hedonistic maelstrom of idle wanderings through leafy glades, bewildering musical cues and lots of gratuitous nudity. Our young GI fresh from Vietnam's killing fields seems intent on throwing his soul away as does any viewer who sits through this to the end of this kaleidoscopic barrage of writhing female flesh in candlelit grotto's with enough thicket on show to thatch the whole of Devon. From my own perspective my brain melted during Dyanne Thorne's rhythmical swaying in her dance of perverse orgasmic thrusting.
A difficult film to recommend as it's fairly light on plot but heavy on psychedelia and campfire fumbling's which ensure the film is never boring. In the end you may wonder who was actually in purgatory - the young soldier or you the viewer.
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