[0] Eventually, Lewis moved away from pure gore, though he still returned to it
occasionally. This is one of his excursions into non-sex 'n' violence
film-making. A man is nearly killed by an electric shock - when he recovers
he gets some good news and some bad news. The good news is that he now has
second sight and can fortell the future. The bad news is that he is
horribly scarred, so he turns to making a living as a masked fortune
teller. One day an old hag arrives and promises to cure his scarring if he
will become her lover. He agrees - it turns out she is capable of looking
quite pleasant if she wants to. The police then invite him in to use his
psychic powers to help them solve a murder which has baffled them.
This is
a dull film. There is very little in it of interest to anyone, especially
if they are looking for trash. It is just too bad to qualify. The acting is
dire, without the ham quality that made 2000 Maniacs a far more memorable
film, with the honourable exception of the hag (played by some actress
whose name I forget, and can't be bothered to look up, because as far as I
know, she has never appeared in any other film [Ed: it's Arums]) who deserves some sort of
award for the worst impersonation of an old woman I think I have ever
seen. There is no drama, tension or excitement in it whatsoever. It was
recently back at the Scala on a double bill with The Gruesome Twosome,
but I left before it came on, even though I'd already paid my three
quid. Avoid.