CASTLE OF THE CREEPING FLESH opens with a crowd of aristocratic types bopping along to some seriously awesome music. In no time at all, clothes fly off, people go horseback riding, and a sexual assault is committed. Another rape had happened some weeks prior, and the victim lives in a "mysterious" castle, owned by an Earl (Howard Vernon).
Elena (Elvira Berndorff), the most recent rape victim disappears into the forest, causing her companions to search for her, leading them to the aforementioned castle. Once inside, the Earl tells the group an ancient tale of -you guessed it- rape and revenge.
Is there a recurring theme here?
As the evening progresses, things grow far stranger, including the Earl's insistence that everyone wear costumes. When everyone goes to bed, the Earl performs some open-heart surgery (!!), which is his hobby. This is followed by a bear attack.
Ludicrous to the extreme, even the lovely Janine Reynaud rolling around naked, while organ music accompanies the Earl's heart surgery, has no impact on the overall dullness of this film. Blessedly, there is an end to it all. Alas, by then our brains have taken quite a beating...
Elena (Elvira Berndorff), the most recent rape victim disappears into the forest, causing her companions to search for her, leading them to the aforementioned castle. Once inside, the Earl tells the group an ancient tale of -you guessed it- rape and revenge.
Is there a recurring theme here?
As the evening progresses, things grow far stranger, including the Earl's insistence that everyone wear costumes. When everyone goes to bed, the Earl performs some open-heart surgery (!!), which is his hobby. This is followed by a bear attack.
Ludicrous to the extreme, even the lovely Janine Reynaud rolling around naked, while organ music accompanies the Earl's heart surgery, has no impact on the overall dullness of this film. Blessedly, there is an end to it all. Alas, by then our brains have taken quite a beating...