Hexen geschändet und zu Tode gequält

Hexen geschändet und zu Tode gequält is exactly as lurid and heavy-handed as its title suggests. Released in 1973, during a European exploitation wave obsessed with medieval sadism and religious hysteria, this German-Austrian production lures with the promise of dark eroticism and moral outrage but delivers a clunky, unpleasant mix of theatrical cruelty and sluggish pacing.

Visually, the film occasionally conjures a sense of decayed menace. Stone dungeons soaked in candlelight, convent corridors thick with foreboding, and muddy village squares all evoke a suitably bleak atmosphere. Cinematographer Franz Xaver Lederle occasionally frames scenes with painterly restraint, but the impact is dulled by the film's erratic editing and murky print quality, which varies wildly depending on the version viewed. What might have been moody and oppressive quickly becomes muddy and monotonous.

Tonally, the film leans into its worst impulses. While some period dramas explore superstition and injustice with nuance, Hexen geschändet flattens everything into a cycle of accusation, humiliation, and punishment. It is less a coherent narrative and more a loose patchwork of sordid vignettes stitched together by vague moral panic. The score wavers between melancholic organ drones and jarringly upbeat cues that feel bizarrely misplaced given the subject matter, further muddying the film's already confused tone.

The performances are as uneven as the script. Herbert Fux, a familiar face in European sleaze cinema, gives the most arresting turn as a fanatical inquisitor, sneering and sweating his way through every scene with manic relish. He alone seems to understand the feverish energy the film aims for. The rest of the cast, particularly the women playing accused witches and helpless villagers, are reduced to one-note victims, alternating between hollow fear and passive nudity. They are given little to do beyond suffer, often graphically, for the camera.

Despite its provocative themes and shock-value title, the film fails to offer insight, suspense, or even sustained tension. It wallows in degradation without ever interrogating the madness it depicts. There is no real character development, no arc of resistance or redemption, only a parade of cruelty that numbs rather than disturbs. Where other films in the witch-hunt subgenre, such as Witchfinder General or The Devils, manage to balance their brutality with commentary or atmosphere, Hexen geschändet settles for crude spectacle.

If you liked the original "Mark of the Devil" (I didn't personally), this is more of the same. The witch-hunters have been pared down to Reggie Nalder, the weirdest looking but least talented of the various actors in the first one. The movie does have a strong female lead this time in Erica Blanc as a noblewoman who opposes the corrupt witch-hunter Nalder and gets accused herself for her troubles, falling into the witch-hunter's lecherous clutches. Despite some tantalizing stills I've seen of this movie, Blanc does NOT get naked in the version I saw thus making the whole thing pretty worthless. If you just don't like Blanc (or women in general) and you want to see her/them gratuitously tortured or raped by Nalder's giant mongoloid assistant, then I'm sure you'll enjoy this much more than I did.

This movie is even half an ass short of the half-ass social criticism of the historical abuses of the Church which is usually found in these films. The sole point of interest, besides the wasted presence of Blanc, is that the film was directed by Adrian Hoven, the producer of the first one and a one time actor and producer for Jesus Franco. Whatever Hoven's talents were though, directing wasn't one of them--his work here ranges from unimaginative to downright laughable (such as when he shoots a rape scene from the first-person POV of the slobbering mongoloid). Even worse than the first one, and NOT recommended

Upon its 1968 release, Michael Reeves' British Horror masterpiece "Witchfinder General" starring the great Vincent Price, caused cinematic interest in the topic of witch-hunts, which lead to a wave of films that are sometimes referred to as "Hexploitation", the most important being the shocking "Mark Of The Devil" of 1970. Gruesome and ultra-violent as it was, the controversial original "Mark Of The Devil" was actually a very good film that delivered a more than disturbing, but also adequate and uncompromising portrayal of the madness of witch-hunts. Sadly, Adrian Hoven's "Mark Of The Devil II" (of the notorious aka. title "Hexen Geschändet und zu Tode gequält"/"Witches Violated And Tortured To Death") of 1973 is an incomparably inferior and more or less pointless cash-in on the notorious Exploitation Classic that bears hardly any of its predecessors great elements. The story is not nearly as realistic as it is the case in the original, and the sequel completely lacks the creepiness and atmosphere of the first "Mark Of The Devil". While the first film was constantly terrifying, this one gets boring quite fast, The film is not quite as explicit and gruesome as its predecessor, but still quite brutal. As opposed to the original, however, the plot often seems like a lame excuse to show a bunch of ghastly torture sequences. The film has several shocking moments, but it is never really terrifying, and it lacks the menacing feeling of the first one. While the original had a great cast (Herbert Lom, Udo Kier), the performances in the sequel are quite lame. Anton Diffring, who plays the head prosecutor of witches here, is not nearly as charismatic in his portrayal of evil as the great Herbert Lom was. The only actors who have remained from the first part is the weird-looking Reggie Nalder, possibly one of the ugliest actors ever, and Johannes Buzalski. Nalder gives the film a certain creepiness, and beautiful Erica Blanc makes a good female lead, but the rest of the performances are forgettable. I don't normally nag about bad performances in low-budget exploitation cinema, but it is inevitable to compare a sequel to its predecessor, and "Mark of the Devil II" is just way inferior to the original. Over-all, "Mark Of The Devil II" is not a complete disaster, but it is definitely disappointing.

I scored the original Mark of the Devil 10/10, I consider it to be a superb movie. Part 2 is pretty much a retread, although nowhere near as good I still thought it decent. Anton Diffring, a fantastic German actor is the chief baddie this time, with Reginald Nalder reprising his role as the callous, evil head witchfinder. I didn't realise but a few years later he played one of my favourite vampires, Barlow, in Salem's Lot. A man with a very unique face! Buxom redhead Erica Blanc plays the lead female. The plot is OK, the German scenery beautiful and the execution and torture scenes are plentiful. Further proof that the torture porn sub-genre was alive and well decades before the likes of Hostel and Saw.

It was the original Mark of the Devil that was notorious for "barf bags" being given to theater patrons at the time. I think Part 2 stood a better chance of such bags actually being used. In fact, Part 2 contains what must have been the first vomit scene in a movie. Remember, this came before the Exorcist. Part 2 notably graphic and brutal,for its day.