Sunday, August 7, 2011

The Lair of the White Worm (1988)



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Review:

Angus is a budding archeologist, excavating the land surrounding the Mercy Farm Bed and Breakfast, run by two sisters, Mary and Eve.
While digging he unearths a large skull from some unidentifiable beast or animal. Along with the skull, he finds a coin he thinks originated from 286 A.D.

Later that evening he is invited to a party, thrown by their landlord John D'ampton. The time honored celebration, glamorizes a local folklore tale about the D'ampton worm. Whom John's ancestors are said to have slain.

Angus walks Mary home after the festivities. The duo trek through a grove not far from Stonerich cavern, an area where Mary reveals their parents went missing.

The following day, the local police, arrive at Mercy Farm, with Mary and Eve's father's pocket watch. Sparking an open investigation in Stonerich cavern.

Not far from the cavern, resides the abode of Lady Sylvia Marsh, a devastatingly beautiful woman with a murderous inclination in addition to her blind worship of the Pagan snake god, Dionin. Upon discovering news of the exhumed skull, she ventures to Mercy Farm and takes it, knowing that it once belonged to her god. Before leaving, she unveils a pretty nasty set of fangs and spits a green fluid on a crucifix hanging on the wall. Which the virginal Eve makes the mistake of touching.

It would seem that the legend of the D'ampton worm may have some truth to it after all ;)

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In Conclusion:

When searching for more cinematic horrors to add to my burgeoning movie collection, one's parents would seem like the last place to look. Thankfully, my mother's avid love of Ken Russell led me to this film. She introduced me as a kid and repeated airings of a butchered version on cable as a teenager, only heightened my appreciation for this unique title.

Between the nightmarish panorama of hallucinations plaguing various characters, to the cheeky infusion of humor, only the British can pull off. Compiled with the slinky and sexy Sylvia (Amanda Donohoe) further contribute to my smoldering love of this film.

Oh, and the nuns. The poor, defiled and mutilated nuns!

I am all for snatching up great titles at a cheap price, and this movie is no exception. It can be purchased for around 5-8$ depending on the year of pressing and whether or not the purchaser minds buying the film used.

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Screen Captures: (All Screen Caps are taken by me, please do not use without my permission)





1 comments:

Löst Jimmy said...

The surreal scenes are very typical of Russell. This film had been slated by many but I can't get enough of it. Donohoe excels as the femme monstrous!