The spirit of dark and lonely water meets British sexploitation in one of David Hamilton Grant's support features/Eady Money cash grabs, as a couple drive to the countryside, eat watermelon, make love, then encounter the grim reaper. Despite nudity from an uncharacteristically busty Felicity Devonshire (the result of real life pregnancy) The Kiss reportedly didn't play well to the dirty macintosh brigade...too arty and glum...and fell under the radar of everyone else. I guess folk horror themed pregnancy porn was never going to have mass appeal. The Kiss is well shot and atmospheric, especially when the grim reaper turns up. If truth be told though, it's fairly underwhelming in horror movie terms and the centrepiece sex scene comes across as a tokenistic gesture to the X-cert market by a director who seems more at home filming bunny rabbits and butterflies amidst a background of the English countryside. Not helped by the fact that the only copy in circulation looks to have been re-scored, re-titled and possibly cut down from 18 minutes to 9 minutes.
