The second rate variety show styled choreography of the ritual and happy ever after tacked-on ending sunk the film for me. Why did they coven allow Gwen to get so up close and personal to events when it must have been obvious she'd be looking for some way to save the day? This all felt very un-Nigel Kneale like, sloppily conceived and compromised.
Joan Fontaine's poor performance didn't help much either. She appeared to be struggling with her lines and overacted
when called on to display anxiety,
suspicion and fear.
On the plus side the story was reasonably involving, the supporting cast were up to the mark, it had a great slam bang opening and several sequences were effectively creepy: the cat in the rag doll, the huge African evil spirit costume and the gleeful skinning of a hare stood out for me.
Most interesting was how the story and shooting style at times seemed like a warm up for the Wicker Man, and suggested the same sense of paranoia. The depiction of rural traditions had a ring of authenticity that deserved a tighter, tougher film.
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