Satan's Slave (1976)

I was really looking forward to Satan’s Slave. I had read it was about the best of the Norman J Warren horrors, it was written by Pete Walker’s collaborator, David McGillivray, starred that bundle of cute that is 7os moppet Candace Glendenning and , like, you know, it’s called Satan’s Slave!
However, I was destined to be disappointed. The whole film is unfortunately a disjointed mess. Practically any 5 or ten minutes could be cut from the film altering it not one jot. Michael Gough simply walks through his role and I would be surprised if he was more than 1 day on set. The look of the film varies wildly, no doubt down to the fact that there are four cinematographers credited. The script asks you to take for too much for granted and in the end the sheer amount of stupid implausibilities ruin it. For example, 2 minutes after her parent’s were killed, Michael Gough tells Candace that she go and get some sleep to which she calmly acquiesces. No trauma at all about the sudden and very violent death of her beloved parents then? No. Right. This is what we are looking at here. Forget plausible, whatever is needed to move the film on is what goes, regardless of how stupid it may be. Once or twice can be forgiven in this type of film, but come on.

But, it took no effort to stick with it and I didn’t switch it off before the end, and Candace was looking rather nice and the locations were very nice. I didn’t exactly waste my 90 minutes, I just didn’t want my expectations dashed that badly.