Number 38: The Touch of Satan (1971)
Another horror movie to watch. I’ve watched so many horror
films on this list (and spoiler alert, there are a lot more to come) I feel I
must have become an expert in it, if just by osmosis. One frame is all I need to tell you what year
its from.
This is however the first one that deals with Satan himself,
whom as far as horror movies go is as big as it gets. Zombies and vampires are
ok but for pure evil and menace you can’t get any bigger than Lucifer. Not that
you ever actually see him of course as this is about soul possession. Sort of.
This is low budget from the 70’s, so that means very slow
pace and very little action. And The
Touch of Satan is slower than most. I can imagine the director Don
Henderson’s meeting with the actors on the first day of shooting. He’d say to
them, ‘Listen folks, we’ve only got 20 minutes of script here, I’m going to
need you to pad this out to 90 minutes.’
And an admirable job they do, with a minimum 5 second pause
between each line of dialogue, just like real conversations go. The director
chips in with long sequences of cars driving and even just re-using footage. A
fine job all round.
Speaking of the actors, they are remarkably unremarkable.
None of them went on to anything of note after The Touch of Satan. I’d like to tell you there was a young Martin
Sheen lurking in the cast as that would be something interesting to say but
there just isn’t. Lead actor Michael Berry was a medic on the set of Being John Malkovich, how’s that?
At least I’m trying, which is more than these guys ever did
when they made this movie.
Basically, you’ve got a guy driving to California, he stops
off in some desert town. He meets a pretty girl, she invites him to stay in her
house with her oddball family and crazy, homicidal grandmother. Who could say
no?
Turns out they’re a little odd and the girl is actually 127
years old. Crazy grandma is actually her sister she had saved from being burned
as a witch by making a deal with the Devil. Shock horror, the Devil can’t be
trusted and they are kept alive to do his bidding. The guy Jodie breaks the
curse but the girl Melissa is now dying, so he makes another deal with the
Devil to keep her alive. Roll credits.
That’s the whole film summarised in two paragraphs with no
major plot points missed out. They stretched that out to 90 minutes, these are
some talented people working here.
And if you’re wondering how to summon the Devil yourself,
just raise your arm over your head with a clenched fist. It’s that simple.
Number 37: The Creeping Terror (1964)
Back to the 60’s for some sci-fi action about an alien
monster on earth.
Aliens come in many shapes and sizes in science fiction.
Sometimes they are perfectly evolved killers, sometimes they are small
creatures encased in killing machines, or sometimes they have slathering
tentacles or have pointy ears. And sometimes they are plant-blob
creatures.
Looking on its IMDB page, I noted this film was written by
Robert Silliphant, whose other credits include The Incredibly Strange Creatures Who Stopped Living and Became Mixed Up
Zombies!!? And with that kind of calibre behind it, how could this go
wrong.
Well, firstly it’s got a narrator. Anyone who has followed
these reviews will know I have no truck with narrators. They are a device used
by poor film makers who know their film is bad. I know there are bound to be
good films with narrators but they will always be the exception rather than the
rule. A little narration at the start to give background and set the scene is
acceptable but having it all the way through is not. And this film is about 95%
narration. It’s not even good narration, it really just gets in the way. This
could have been ok, not great but when the narrator was added it just never
stood a chance.
The actors must have been really bad in this. Maybe they all
sounded like that guy from the Police
Academy movies with the high screeching voice. There are scenes with
characters talking but rather than hearing their conversation, the narrator
tells us everything they say. The thing is, the characters do speak
occasionally so why not let them speak the whole time? It doesn’t make sense.
Maybe I’m being unfair and there is a legitimate reason why
they had to do it this way. Maybe there was a problem with the sound equipment,
all the dialogue came out all garbled and there wasn’t enough time to fix it.
Maybe.
The story is that an alien ship has crashed on earth and the
weird tree blob creature escapes and starts eating people. It's a Triffid basically but nowhere near as menacing. And it's 'mouth' where it eats people, looks like a vagina. We know this film
was from the 60’s because there is a party where all the kids are dancing in
that hip-swivelling style that was so prevalent at the time. When the monster
invades they try to escape. They…very…slowly try to get away.
After the army’s weapons all fail to take down the beast, it’s
killed after getting hit by a car. There is a twist that the monster has
actually been gathering information on humans and sending it back to its home
planet. This leaves us with a somewhat ambiguous ending where we look out at
the stars and wonder what future threat awaits mankind.
With a title like The
Creeping Terror, this was never going to be fast paced action. The slow
pacing might appeal to some as it’s rather reminiscent of old British sci-fi
series. But personally, I don’t need to spend five minutes watching a housewife
go through all of her household chores before a 30 second pay-off.
Watching The Creeping
Terror is a real test of endurance. I couldn’t tell you if the actors are
any good because we so seldom hear them speak because everything is told
through the narrator so the audience won’t care anything for their predicament.
The monster just looks ridiculous and lacks any kind of menace.
So my advice is to creep away from The Creeping Terror.


















