Jerry falls in love with a stripper he meets at a carnival. Little does he know that she is the sister of a gypsy fortune teller whose predictions he had scoffed at earlier. The gypsy turns him into a zombie and he goes on a killing spree.
Ray Dennis Steckler
Ray Dennis Steckler,
A family's driving across the country where they stumble across a mysterious house, inhabited by the satyr-man Torgo. When the family decide to stay over at the house, the family's mother is now the object of desire for Torgo and the owner of the house, The Master: a mysterious figure whom dresses in a black robe, decorated with red hands.Written by
The film fell into the public domain because the director failed to include the necessary copyright protection notice. Numerous home video releases of varying quality are available, including the 2015 Blu-Ray restoration from a 16mm print. See more »
When the Master confronts Torgo inside the house, the dog is positioned opposite the Master, with a very visible leash apparently being held by someone outside the shot. See more »
We're almost there, honey. Just a little while longer and your vacation starts.
I'm getting cold, mother, and hungry!
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25 seconds from the complete released version are missing from the opening of the MST3K version, and 48 from the most common public domain print. These consist of a landscape shot panning right, and then a shot of the city of El Paso, followed by the shot of the car parking seen in the MST3K copy. All of this has been restored in the Benjamin Solovey reconstructed print. See more »
After seeing this movie I ran through the house screaming at the top of my lungs for several hours pausing occasionally only to bang my head repeatedly on the floor. And that was the MST3K version!! Imagine seeing this movie pure and undiluted! It's too horrible to conceive!
Seriously, this movie is not only the worst movie I've ever seen; it's the worst movie I can imagine being made! How could any be worse! Could Ed Wood make such a movie? Arch Hall Sr.? Ray Dennis Steckler? Phil Tucker? I don't think so. None can approach Hal P. Warren, sometime fertilizer salesman and would-be auteur, for producing total cinematic crap!
Now excuse me, I must go wash up. Just thinking of this movie makes me feel filthy all over...
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