**May Contain Spoilers**
A gore opera set in the late 1800s, made by one of the most infamous exploitationers of all time. Three sisters and their husbands convene on Crenshaw Island for the reading of the family will. The tired plot is given new bloodand gutswhen a hooded mutilator starts knocking off the heirs with pitchforks, saws and meat cleavers. A real backyard effort, literally, since the $8,000 horror was shot on Staten Island property owned by Milligan at the time. Of course, you're better off filming at home when you set your actors on fire and splatter gore all over the walls. During one nasty murder, Milligan's voice can be heard on the soundtrack as he gives direction. Effects range from fake and obvious to fairly gruesome. These include dismemberment, eyeball-yanking, hanging, bisection, stabbing, evisceration, a cleaver in the skull and a severed head on a turkey platter. Except for Hal Borske's sympathetic portrayal of an abused hunchback, the acting is comically bad. This looney-tune for gorehounds is worth checking out--especially if you want to delight fellow trash-fiends and appall your friends who enjoy normal motion pictures.
A gore opera set in the late 1800s, made by one of the most infamous exploitationers of all time. Three sisters and their husbands convene on Crenshaw Island for the reading of the family will. The tired plot is given new bloodand gutswhen a hooded mutilator starts knocking off the heirs with pitchforks, saws and meat cleavers. A real backyard effort, literally, since the $8,000 horror was shot on Staten Island property owned by Milligan at the time. Of course, you're better off filming at home when you set your actors on fire and splatter gore all over the walls. During one nasty murder, Milligan's voice can be heard on the soundtrack as he gives direction. Effects range from fake and obvious to fairly gruesome. These include dismemberment, eyeball-yanking, hanging, bisection, stabbing, evisceration, a cleaver in the skull and a severed head on a turkey platter. Except for Hal Borske's sympathetic portrayal of an abused hunchback, the acting is comically bad. This looney-tune for gorehounds is worth checking out--especially if you want to delight fellow trash-fiends and appall your friends who enjoy normal motion pictures.