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Low-budget mess starring a young Gerald McRaney (boy, was he skinny) is mostly pointless and boring, but does have a few unintentionally funny moments.

My favorite part is when the cops haul Major Dad in as a suspect in the murders of two of his girlfriends and demand to know if he's a fag. Another good scene is the fistfight that takes place on the dance floor of a nightclub in the middle of the obligatory late-1960s psychedelic band's ultrahip set -- without anyone noticing.

The movie undoubtedly would have been better off going for more splatter instead of trying to build suspense in its obviously "Psycho"-inspired way, especially since what few gore scenes there are are amusingly fake. Remember pretending to be impaled as a kid by holding a fake sword under your armpit? That's the level of sophistication here.

Not the biggest piece of crap ever, but definitely not that good either. Oh well, at least it was filmed in "Violent Vision" (tm).

The madness never stops! Movies such as this have been rediscovered by yours truly as a purpose, to dig out what we haven't exploited before, and have missed. Here's where I come in handy! Who on this IMDb site has ever seen NIGHT OF BLOODY HORROR, starring a famous, well-known Gerald McRaney? His offbeat role as a murderous maniac should give you a hint. It does have some neat psychedelic visuals, including a useless club hangout scene with lights flashing. It's hard to follow along right until the very end, but it makes common sense as a "schlock"-fest that shows some cheesy gore effects. If your stomach won't churn it up, then don't watch it!

This was another of those cheap low-budget horror movies I remember seeing in newspaper ads or television commercials on late night as a child in the '70s and wondering what they would be like. The version I watched on YouTube was a little faded and washed out but I saw clearly enough to understand what was going on and enjoy a little. I say a little since with the running time being about ninety minutes, there's not enough time to give too deep characterizations as to motive for the various murders that happen here. As the lead suspect, a young Gerald McRaney is pretty adequate in one of his earliest roles (though he must have considered himself the luckiest man with the women he kissed here). There's also a nightclub scene with a local rock band called The Bored that has a few sixties moments like having some frames printed in negative form with some painted colors added. (and can you dig the cyclone-like special effects that depicts McRaney's "migranes"?) Despite the tagline being "Keep telling yourself, It's only a picture, only a picture...", I don't think the few gore scenes were all that scary, in fact, they looked a bit fake. So on that note, Night of Bloddy Horror is no great shakes though it's not completely boring either. P.S. The theatre that was playing this movie in the late '70s (and perhaps the late '60s as well when this was first released) was the now-defunct Joy's Robert E. Lee one which had four screens during a time when most cinemas in our area had just two. The movie house I just mentioned was perhaps one of 200 owned by one Joy N. Houck, Sr. whose son, Joy Jr., was this film's director. By the way, my neighboring city New Orleans (where Joy Jr. was born) was the location used for filming.

It's obvious this film was inspired by Psycho. That is not necessarily a bad thing. This is not a carbon copy of Psycho but it's very similar to the Hitchcock classic it's just not nearly as good as Psycho.

I would say that Night of Bloody Horror (1969) has it's entertainment value for a small audience - including myself. The film is not good but it's not all that bad either, it's sorta in-between.

Gerald McRaney from Major Dad is in this film. It's cool to see a film he started out in.

Overall this one isn't a great horror-thriller but it is good for something slightly different if you enjoy movies similar to Psycho.

5/10

NIGHT OF BLODDY HORROR stars a young, impossibly thin Gerald McRaney as Wesley Stuart, a very troubled man who just can't get over his tragic past. It doesn't help his situation that his mother (Evelyn Hendricks) is an insufferable shrew.

When women start popping up dead, Wesley is the prime suspect.

Sort of a low rent version of PSYCHO, this movie has just enough weirdness to balance out the silliness that abounds. McRaney plays his role with extreme gusto, making us wonder if his head might just fly off at any moment!