>>> Warning: Sarcasm Imminent <<<
How can you go wrong with dialog like this: "Your Puritan upbringing holds you back from my monsters, but it certainly doesn't hurt your art of kissing".
The year was 1965 and one of Hollywood's most regal figures had something really HOT cooking in the kitchen, truly one for the ages, I'm talking about Ed Wood: The King of the Shlockmeister's (and renowned cross-dressing pervert) and his monstrously epic magnum-opus ORGY OF THE DEAD! A most lavish of B-productions, set in the nighted realm of a haunted cemetery and brilliantly filmed in "Gorgeous Astravision and Shocking Sexicolor" ORGY OF THE DEAD is grand in it's ability to allure and transfix - never before has one been witness to such a spectacle of thee exotic! And when you hit the play-button, a marvelously mad mix of graveyard sensuality and horrors of the night await you and all it's tantalizingly sweet tortures will tickle every fiber of your being. As your screen becomes radiantly aglow, in a divine aura of necromantical omnipotence as it BESIEGES YOUR SOUL..... and yet the orgy to end all orgies is just warming up! Ripe with lush extravagance, eye-candy is everywhere, as the ORGY OF THE DEAD casts it's sexy spell upon it's viewers young and old alike, with it's seductive charm and it's singularly spellbinding palette of sultry hue's and lush, super-sensual musical cue's. This godly, grand guignol of graveyard-goofiness possess a certain "frenzied rhythmic fury" which often reaches never-before seen or imagined levels red hot, hyper-kinetic depictions of.......... dancing naked in the moonlight, in a cemetery, to a small gaggle of Adam's Family side-characters and generic, cliché-ridden, rejects from various well-worn monster movies of the past. In other words, PURE CHEESE as only Ed Wood can do it! That being said Eddie-boy was not the big cheese/director of ORGY OF THE DEAD, but he was definitely central to it's creation.
Speaking of Ed Wood, with ORGY OF THE DEAD he got yet another chance to strut his many talents, functioning as: writer, production manager, casting agent and a holder-of-cue-card's and no doubt was a glowing inspiration to have on the set and proved to be a highly inspired and versatile individual, know doubt a character of many interesting facets. Directorial duties for this infamously eccentric production, was helmed by the universally well-known, visionary, director A.C. Stephen, a legendary talent known for his uncompromising artistic genius, comic sensibilities and overall command of the set. You'll find ORGY OF THE DEAD to be both throbbing in pace and masterful in it's play of light (and all shades in between), thus, off-setting, to brilliant effect, the lustful carnal fire that is ORGY OF THE DEAD! Over-seeing all that goes on in his nighted realm, is CRISWELL: the movies narrator, it's master-of-ceremonies and god of primal darkness and ultimately he's one VERY strange duck; who wears a cape and has extremely awesome looking "butter-sculpture hair". The nights entertainment features a bevy of tantalizing hellborn beauties, who emerge one after another from the fog-shrouded crypts of the night. The girls dance until dawn for their masters own selfish pleasure, who as one observes, seems alternatively bored or ecstatic about the sashaying in the cemetery. Criswell's a real hoot - and a riot. The cemetery is perpetually shrouded in fog, it's ever-present, swirling, night mists ebb and flow, enrapturing you in it 's velvety allure..... as it constantly caresses your soul - sinister, but stately. It's that type of dark, lurid imagery that perfectly counter-balance's the films sheer eroticism, with all it's garish lighting, glowing flesh-tones and masses of sweet flesh - writhing and undulating.
The story (if you wanna call it that) is wrapped around a young couple (Bob and Shirely), who are driving around lost at night, they swerve and go off the road, thrown clear of their car, they awaken completely uninjured (Bob sports one frivolous smudge of blue body-paint on his forehead, undoubtedly meant to be a bruise). The couple starts to walk away from their wrecked car and soon they hear some strangely enchanting sounds in the near distance, shortly thereafter they spot the enchanted graveyard and it's curiously wacky inhabitants and all it's nude hi-jinx and they waste no time in going into full-on voyeur mode. Eventually they're spotted and abducted by the masters minions, in other words, two guys in cheesy, not-so-scary costumes. Brought before the master (that being Criswell of course) their bound to a pair of stone pillars, where they pretend not enjoy the rest of the show. Criswell takes quite a liking to the busty red-headed Shirely and curiously enough, Criswell's voluptuous, pale skinned, mistress of the night (sort of an Elvira precursor) is even more taken by good old Shirely (played by the gorgeous Pat Berrington/Berringer) who want's her for herself; so much so that she attempts to kill Shirely with a dagger, so she can join them in their world of the undead. But as luck would have it, the morning sun rises conveniently just in time and vanquishes the evil spirits of the night - Criswell and his minions are reduced to skeletons and ash.
Pat Barrington/Barringer plays a dual-role, being both Shirely and she's also one of the dancers, the 3rd of a series of ten dancers (and probably the best), titled as the "Gold Girl" and for her dance scene she's wearing a platinum blonde wig and a sequin-studded G-string. A terrific scene by the way. She was a professional belly-dancer of some regard and it certainly shows. Note* Youtube has some great, vintage, topless dancing footage of hers.
Side-Note: A Shirely of another kind - By sheer coincidence, whilst writing this review I was imbibing on a "Dirty Shirley" a feather-weight concoction of cherry schnapps and 7-UP.
This great vintage T & A fest is absolutely perfect for an "adult themed" Halloween party ;)
Orgy of the Dead
Action / Fantasy / Horror
Orgy of the Dead
Action / Fantasy / Horror
Bob and his girlfriend Shirley go in search of a cemetery 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.
October 15, 2022 at 01:40 AM