Kindly scientist Dr. Carl Mandel (the ever-dignified Boris Karloff in one of his final film roles) discovers an evil sentient rock deep within the bowels of the earth. The foul thing needs blood in order to live. So Carl and his loyal assistants abduct lovely young ladies, scare them almost to death, and feed the vile beast their precious body fluids. Ineptly directed by Jack Hill & Juan Ibanez, this baby provides plenty of unintentional belly laughs. This flick hits its uproariously ludicrous sleazy zenith when a sexy brunette performs a smoking hot striptease in front of the rock. The colorful array of strikingly grotesque secondary characters are amusing in their extreme depravity: Isela ("Bring Me the Head of Alfredo Garcia") Vega as the cruel, wicked Helga, Yerye Beirute as the greedy, leering, moronic Roland, and Santanon as a crazed bald dwarf. Nice supporting performances by the lovely Julissa as Mandel's spunky daughter Corinne and Carlos East as Corinne's likable boyfriend Mark. Some mild gore, an overwrought score by Enrico C. Cabiati, a little lesbianism, a handy helping of sadistic torture, and the lurid cinematography by Raul Dominguez and Austin McKinney add considerably to the enjoyably tacky fun of this undeniably awful, yet still immensely entertaining trash.
Review of Fear Chamber
Fear Chamber
(1968)
A gloriously ghastly chunk of shoddy south-of-the-border horror schlock
28 September 2007
Warning: Spoilers