Chemical Wedding (2008) 4.7
A shy, stuttering professor brings Aleister Crowley back to life. Director:Julian Doyle |
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Chemical Wedding (2008) 4.7
A shy, stuttering professor brings Aleister Crowley back to life. Director:Julian Doyle |
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Professor Haddo /
Aleister Crowley
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Kal Weber | ... |
Joshua Mathers
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| Lucy Cudden | ... |
Lia Robinson
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Jud Charlton | ... |
Victor Nuberg
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Paul McDowell | ... |
Symonds
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| John Shrapnel | ... |
Crowley
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| Terence Bayler | ... |
Professor Brent
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Richard Franklin | ... |
Dean
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Mike Shannon | ... |
Alex
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| Helen Millar | ... |
Rose
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Geoff Breton | ... |
Young Symonds
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| Sean Rea | ... |
Young Alex
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Thomas Nelstrop | ... |
Jones
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Robert Ashby | ... |
Chaplain Marshall
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| Esmé Bianco | ... |
Mavis
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In 1947, noted Satanist Aleister Crowley dies. In Cambridge, 43 years later, with the help of a computer, Crowley's spirit takes over the body of Haddo, a mild-mannered, stuttering don. Over four days, as Crowley prepares for an occult extravaganza, bodies pile up, Crowley's elect engage in rites of passage, and Lia, a red-headed campus reporter, sniffs out a story that puts her in grave danger. Mathers, a scientist recently arrived from Cal Tech, may hold the key to her destiny. Written by <jhailey@hotmail.com>
Given what a filthy, perverted, deviant 'beast' Aleister Crowley was, it's not surprising to find that this film, in which the influential 1920s occultist is a central figure, is packed full of all kinds of depravity. It is this wanton debauchery that will undoubtedly draw in the punters, along with the involvement of legendary heavy metal singer Bruce Dickinsonbut be warned... without an in-depth knowledge of sexual magick and the philosophy of Thelema (Crowley's religion), the majority of this film will probably make no sense whatsoever (although I also suspect that even devout Crowley acolytes will be non-plussed by most of what they see).
My limited knowledge of the subject matter certainly meant that I didn't have a clue what was going on for much of the time, and I found the stuff about the super computer and the virtual reality cyber-suit even more inexplicable; this inaccessibility led to utter confusion which ultimately led to utter boredom, despite such lurid weirdness as Simon Callow sending a cum-soaked message via fax, a whore nailed to a door (hey, that rhymes!), Callow peeing over his students during a very unconventional lecture about Shakespeare's Hamlet, and a pan-sexual satanic orgy featuring people doing all manner of unspeakably naughty things (freeze-frame on standby, folks!).