Legacy of Satan

The lovely Lisa Christian plays Maya, a sexually frustrated young woman married to the boring George (Paul Barry). Unbeknownst to them, their friend Arthur (James Procter) has gotten mixed up with a Satanic cult, and now this cult considers Maya essential to their plans, luring her & George to their lair by using a costume party as a cover.

Gerard Damiano, the adult film director best known for the iconic Deep Throat, also gave us this decidedly minor horror film that won't be very satisfying to sleaze lovers. (The whole cast actually stays clothed most of the time!). The plot, characters, and performances are all quite insipid, although John Francis still manages to be very amusing as the nefarious cult leader Dr. Muldavo.

The truly tacky makeup effects are courtesy of Tom Brumberger (Don't Go in the House), while other familiar names working behind the scenes include co-composer Arlon Ober (The Incredible Melting Man) and cinematographer Joao Fernandes (Friday the 13th: The Final Chapter). That music score is HILARIOUSLY awful!

Unfortunately, this is a rather dull affair that possesses an awful lot of padding for a film running a mere 70 minutes. It may be of some interest to very curious exploitation & horror aficionados, but it's not a movie I would really recommend.

Sandra Peabody of The Last House on the Left fame has a very small role as a cult member.

Four out of 10.

There's nothing really enjoyable about this film. The biggest problem is Lisa Christian, its lead actress. She can't act, at all, and drains the life out of almost every scene she is in, which is most of the movie. On multiple occasions she repeats, in near monotone, the exact same line of dialog she said minutes before. Perhaps that was caused by multiple takes and film editing that wasn't even trying to keep track. (Except the other actors' dialog doesn't seem like it repeats, at least as far as I noticed.) Her character is just banal, extremely selfish and, at times, wildly inconsistent. Her poor husband. In many ways, this was a character study of someone who was pathetically narcissistic. She imagines she's everyone's favorite ice cream flavor but is just spoiled milk. She is chosen to become consort to an equally insignificant but egotistical occultist who worships a supernatural entity they call Rakeesh. Yes, the satanists in this movie don't worship Satan but someone named after Lord Shiva in Hinduism, which is not only not politically correct but just plain ignorant. If you're going to change the name, at least make the source of ultimate evil Krog or something else even slightly intimidating. I don't want to imagine they all worship the guy who wipes up spilled Slurpees at 7-11. Of course, many Satanists use their rites as an excuse to play sex games,...but not this pathetic batch. If you've seen the photos here on IMDB, you've seen the most skin you will see in the entire film. It's purely PG-13 stuff. This was before PG-13, so it's closer to PG than R. The film is kind of short, but I can't tell if that was because it was originally going to feature 20 minutes of nudity (or porn, to go by the rumor) that got cut / never was filmed or just because the mobsters who were funding it said enough is enough. Honestly, though, only losing the lead actors and starting over from scratch could have saved this movie.

I viewed this on Tubi, which is the kind of place you'd find movies of this ilk. Seventies exploitation to be sure, with all the baggage that that moniker entails. There's a wisp of a narrative, something about a housewife being selected by a devil-worshipping cult to be their queen. Attractive cast, especially lead actress Linda Christian, who capably handles the material, such as it is--and The Philadelphia Story it ain't! Since this was filmed in 1972, we get the usual barrage of groovy fashions and home furnishings, a treat for fans of retro stuff. The synth score is a double-edged sword, irritating in some scenes, but rather atmospheric in others, particularly the black mass scenes. These scenes are probably the most compelling in the whole film. Over-ripe monologues, moody lighting, and the previously mentioned score (augmented by some eerie Gregorian chants) all make for some effective viewing. The DP and cinematographer both must have had a purple fetish, because there are several scenes where that particular color is emphasized. Maybe the director was shooting for an art film aesthetic, with some of the kooky angles, shooting a dialogue scene through the gauzy veil of a poster bed, etc. Looks great in the Code Red transfer, and doesn't overstay it's welcome

Legacy of Sat (1974)

* 1/2 (out of 4)

A bored housewife (Lisa Christian) doesn't have much going on in her life until a Satan worshiper decides she'd make the perfect leader for their cult. Soon the woman is dealing with all sorts of weird visions but her husband isn't going to just let the cult take her over without a fight.

Gerard Damiano, best known for DEEP THROAT, directed this rather weird film that has pretty much been forgotten over the years except for those who enjoy seeking out the various "Satan" pictures from the decade. This one here was rumored to have been more explicit at some point but I'm not certain there's any actual proof that it was. Perhaps in the pre-production stages it was discussed but there's nothing evident here to think it was ever shot that way.

The biggest problem with this film is that nothing ever really happens. The wife pretty much does nothing except walk around and have various visions and none of them are that shocking, disturbing and they're certainly not scary. I'm really not sure what Damiano was going for because there's no gore so that rules out any shock value. There's no violence so that's another strike against the picture. There's not really any sexuality so there's nothing erotic going on. I'm not sure if he was just trying to create a psychedelic piece of art but that doesn't happen either.

LEGACY OF Satan is mildly entertaining in a silly way and especially if you like low-budget movies that deal with this subject. Fans of that subgenre will want to check this out but all others can find much better movies out there.

Terrible EVERYTHING! Cinematography, Direction, Sound Engineering, Script, Set Design, Lighting, and Acting; terrible, terrible, terrible, terrible, terrible, terrible, and terrible.

It looks and feels like some apartment building somewhere, full of young people, gathered up all of the neighbors, and decided to make a movie.

It is difficult to understand what the point of this film even is! Skip this one over EVERY TIME you have the opportunity to do so!

Seriously! Pull it up on whatever streaming channel has it available just to say to yourself, "nope," and then move on to something else! This film deserves us all doing just that from time to time!