John and his girlfriend Shirley go in search of a cemetary in order to inspire John for writing his next horror story. After they crash the car, they wander into the graveyard and encounter... See full summary »
John and his girlfriend Shirley go in search of a cemetary in order to inspire John for writing his next horror story. After they crash the car, they wander into the graveyard and encounter the dancing dead, a full moon spectacle overseen by the Ruler of the Dark. Before long the couple is spotted and taken prisoner. Tied to stakes and forced to watch the dancing, they await their fate. Written by
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Most prints of the film have someone's fingerprint on the negative during the opening credits. It's visible for only a frame, so, when the credits play, it is only seen long enough to register that something went by, but not what. Frame by frame slow down and then still reveals it's, most likely, a print from a thumb. See more »
I am Criswell. For years, I have told the almost unbelievable, related the unreal and showed it to be more than a fact. Now I tell a tale of the threshold people, so astounding that some of you may faint. This is a story of those in the twilight time. Once human, now monsters, in a void between the living and the dead. Monsters to be pitied, monsters to be despised. A night with the ghouls, the ghouls reborn from the innermost depths of the world.
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Almost a great gem of bad cinema, if it weren't for all the awkward nudie-dance segments (skeleton and streetwalker girls were the best), which has to sound at least somewhat contradictive to those of you who haven't seen it. See, those ten dances make up about 80% of the movie, leaving precious little time for the absurd plot, dreadful dialogue (and delivery), and choice moments like the guy playing the Wolfman exposing his neck under his mask while howling. A nutty, spaced-out Criswell ever staring on, bobbing his head approvingly at all the amateurish shimmying, counts for a lot though. And the soundtrack was pretty sweet ah, who am I kidding, this Ed Wood-scribed flick is a hoot of a car-wreck!
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