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Tower Of Evil
1971
Tower Of Evil (or Terror On Snape Island) doesn't have the most
auspicious of starts, as we are treated to a shot of an obvious model
lighthouse swathed in dry ice. But things get better very quickly. We
then see two fishermen approaching the island in a boat called the Sea
Ghost. What are they up to? We ask. Dunno - but dirty deeds seem afoot.
Once there they find a severed human hand, and a naked bloke lying face
down in a pool of blood. The signs are not looking good, but neither discovery
seems to shock them much. Did they know something was wrong on the island,
or are they just crap actors?
Inside the tower, they find a naked woman, also dead, and accidentally
knock her already-severed head down the stairs. Oops. In a nearby shed
there's poor old Robin Askwith, impaled to the wall with a big spear.
And in a cupboard there's a mad naked girl, who wastes no time stabbing
the older of the two fishermen to death, before her kill-crazy rampage
is brought to an end in the time-honoured British horror movie tradition
of being twatted with a big stick.
What can we gather from this little prelude? Well, the special effects
- particularly the headless body and the severed hand - are very realistic
(particularly for the time - think of the body parts in Tales
from The Crypt and Asylum and you'll get
my meaning). It's also been very gory, there has been copious full-frontal
nudity, and it appears that Robin Askwith has been put out of his misery
before opening his big Cockney gob. Hooray.
Cut to doctor Anthony Valentine, who reckons that the mad girl Penelope
(Candace Glendinning) has been driven out of her mind: "Her brain
has become overloaded by what it's seen... or done."
She's one of a group of American tourists who were visiting the country
for a jazz festival (what is it about film makers and jazz festivals?
I am sure that any teenager in the early 70s wouldn't have been seen dead
anywhere near one), and utilising the power of disco lighting, the doctor
manages to bring on a flashback. Oh my god, it looks like Askwith's going
to perform after all...
The four "kids" turn up on the island, and ignoring one of the
girl's reservations: "I get feelings of evil from this island..."
decide to smoke some grass and enjoy themselves, Askwith (in a terrible
American accent) calming her nerves by telling her: "That's just
me wanting to ball ya."
Just when the flashback is getting interesting, we cut back to the present.
And Derek "Heartbeat" Fowlds, who reckons the spear which offed
Askwith is Phoenician, and wants to mount an expedition to the island
to find out if it's the home of an ancient burial ground. He assembles
a crack team of four sex addicts who all appear to have slept with each
other, and they head off to the island with the younger fisherman from
the beginning of the film (who goes by the name of Hamp), a long haired
chap in a pair of very tight jeans, and a load of cases of dynamite (of
course).
Hamp finds a photo of his brother and his wife - the couple lived on the
island until recently (aha!), and, as he tells the group: "Snape
Island never brought anything but misery to anyone..." (aha!)
Meanwhile, back in the hospital, Penelope's disco treatment carries on
- bringing on more flashbacks. The entire group get naked and Askwith
is the first to get it - pinned to the wall by a cackling loon. Next is
a girl called May in her bed, then Penelope's boyfriend - who loses his
hand before getting chopped to pieces. Over, and over, and over again
to the soundtrack of Penelope screaming. Who is the madman? Could it be
Hamp's bother, Saul? Could it be someone else we haven't been told about
yet? Is it Penrod, the mild-mannered janitor? If you're still awake, I
won't spoil the ending.
Back in the present the boat explodes, people have sex and a rotting cadaver
turns up in the rocking chair. Nearly everyone dies (quite gorily), there's
more explosions and a strange twist at the end.
Tower Of Evil is a bizarre one, and no mistake. It's very American in
it's "lot's of people have already died, I think I'll wander off
on my own" approach, yet very British in many ways. The girls are
all gorgeous, and most lose their clothes at one point or other. It zaps
backwards and forwards rather than just running in a straight line, and
has high production values. Yes for some reason I remained unmoved by
the whole proceedings. It's just not camp enough to be funny, and not
serious enough to be frightening. Perhaps I need to watch it again...
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