Year: 1974 Cindy is at college when she learns of the passing of her mother. She must return home to claim her inheritance, which includes the mansion and grounds. Before leaving she mets with Arthur, the family lawyer, who tells her something of the family history, which is shrouded in mystery. Arthur tells her that the mansion has been maintained for some time by her aunt, who has a bit of an odd reputation- the townspeople think she is a witch! Cindy is greeted warmly by Aunt Meredith, but the coffee is drugged, and Cindy soon learns that her aunt is indeed a witch, and Cindy is to be inducted into a cult, which practices an interesting form of sexual black magic. Cindy is initiated, and because of the drug, she enjoys the experience.Written by
Curious hybrid of horror and hardcore doesn't really work on either level but is still an honorable experiment. Beautiful redhead coed Cyndee Summers (even in hooker undies and too much makeup) visits her ancestral family farm and strange things happen. How come everybody at the party looks *dead*? Who is the naked wild girl who looks just like Cyn (and is also a dead ringer for the Bonnie Raitt of the early 70s; wow)? What is the story with Cyndee's aunt (a hardly-the-type for porn films if you ever saw one)? Maybe Cyn's b.f. and favorite prof from school should take a spin out to the farm and see if everything is OK.
The horror elements are extremely low budget. The sex scenes are very few and tend to the tame side, with considerable insert footage, though Summers appears to be doing her own stunt work in the closeups. There is some real suspense in waiting to find out if the (highly) unlikely aunt is going to put out or not. The mix of pseudo-Lovecraft Gothic with XXX is not smooth, and the film's heat and chill levels both stay low. This will not satisfy either the horror fan or the quester in search of le cinema bleu, though it might be relatively stimulating to a Trappist monk whose satellite dish can't get Cinemax or even MTV.
Basically this is an unsuccessful experiment from the days when no one really knew where sexually explicit cinema was going and stabs were made in many directions to see where the blood flowed thickest.
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