Allied Artists turned out a number of films in the the 1950s, most of which were dismal, abysmal, and just plain snoozers. Only a few, such as "Attack of the 50 Foot Woman" and the bug-eyed alien classic "Invasion of the Saucer-men" were worth watching instead of making out in the back seat of your dad's Edsel in the 1950s. "The Disembodied" is a real sleeping pill of a movie, despite the sultry charms of Allison Hayes, who would go on to cult status as the titular 50 foot woman a year after this steamy nonsense was released as the bottom half of a voodoo drive-in double bill.
"The Disembodied" features minimal sets that appear to have been stolen from a senior prom called "Jungle Romance". Hayes tries her best to give you evil voodoo priestess realness, but ends up gyrating around in a leopardskin mini-skirt while attempting to put the gris-gris on her doctor hubby. Why she's trying to kill hubby is never explained, but she's soon diverted from this time wasting hobby by the arrival of three men who need her husband's medical prowess. Ms. Hayes puts the hex on a very young Paul Burke for sexy reasons, although she's done this to a number of other sweaty nubile natives. A girl gets bored out there in jungleland, evidently. Dreary drama ensues, making this sixty minute tedium seem much longer than it is.
The male actors are upstaged by Allison's sweet moves, and the chest hair of nearly every man in the movie. For a 1950s production, the torso fur is plentiful indeed, especially from John Wengraf who plays the doctor hubby. Add a lot of sweat and you have eye candy, if you're into that sort of thing. Allison swings a dead chicken around while dancing, it looks unpleasantly real, which it probably was. The budget for this couldn't have covered a fake fowl. Anyway, she whacks it over the body of a voodoo victim for reasons all her own. There's a plot here, somewhere. Voodoo must be Allison's ticket out of the kudzu in a search for real love or sex. Who knows? Characters plod between the three or four sets and you wish someone would whack you with a dead chicken. If you can sit through this dull excuse for a thriller, you'll be picking chest hair out of your teeth by the time it's over. This trash is bad, and not in a good way. Avoid, unless you're hot for Allison. Not even her sexy appeal can save this torrid tale of voodoo love.
"The Disembodied" features minimal sets that appear to have been stolen from a senior prom called "Jungle Romance". Hayes tries her best to give you evil voodoo priestess realness, but ends up gyrating around in a leopardskin mini-skirt while attempting to put the gris-gris on her doctor hubby. Why she's trying to kill hubby is never explained, but she's soon diverted from this time wasting hobby by the arrival of three men who need her husband's medical prowess. Ms. Hayes puts the hex on a very young Paul Burke for sexy reasons, although she's done this to a number of other sweaty nubile natives. A girl gets bored out there in jungleland, evidently. Dreary drama ensues, making this sixty minute tedium seem much longer than it is.
The male actors are upstaged by Allison's sweet moves, and the chest hair of nearly every man in the movie. For a 1950s production, the torso fur is plentiful indeed, especially from John Wengraf who plays the doctor hubby. Add a lot of sweat and you have eye candy, if you're into that sort of thing. Allison swings a dead chicken around while dancing, it looks unpleasantly real, which it probably was. The budget for this couldn't have covered a fake fowl. Anyway, she whacks it over the body of a voodoo victim for reasons all her own. There's a plot here, somewhere. Voodoo must be Allison's ticket out of the kudzu in a search for real love or sex. Who knows? Characters plod between the three or four sets and you wish someone would whack you with a dead chicken. If you can sit through this dull excuse for a thriller, you'll be picking chest hair out of your teeth by the time it's over. This trash is bad, and not in a good way. Avoid, unless you're hot for Allison. Not even her sexy appeal can save this torrid tale of voodoo love.