Land of the Minotaur

Pleasance vs Cushing is always a welcome matchup but this falls in the passable bin of both of these legends. Never clicked, not even its hooves.

For reason’s best known to themselves, because I have no idea why, Peter Cushing and some Greek folk sacrifice tourists to a big stone Minotaur with blowtorches for nostrils. Cushing and Pleasance get plenty of close-ups, and ol’ Donald initiates his tour of Celtic accents, going Irish here in advance of his mad Scottish turn in Phenomena. On the subject of Irish, One of the goodies looked a bit like Father Ted. There’s a barely noticeable Brian Eno score. This is all a bit dull, really.

Close-up shots of eyes: The Movie.

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Boring.

A boring story, except for the fairly impressive body count. What Cushing is doing here is nothing new for him, and he sleepwalks through it; Pleasance as the priest who has to save the day is much more appealing. A sort of fun ending where stuff goes boom. Brian Eno's score is sporadic and mostly just functional, but is the highlight of a few scenes.