Victoria Silverwolf
Vegetarian Werewolf
Daughters of Satan (1972)
A pre-Magnum Tom Selleck stars as an art dealer in the Philippines in this fairly typical witchcraft flick. Starts with some cultists watching their high priestess torturing a woman. This might be a scary scene, if it were not for the really goofy red-and-purple leotard the priestess is wearing. The plot gets going when Selleck buys a lousy painting of three witches being burnt at the stake. One looks exactly like his wife. There's also a dog in the painting. When it vanishes from the painting, it shows up for real. One of the witches disappears from the painting, and her double shows up to be their housekeeper/cook. By now you've figured out that Selleck is the descendent of a witch-burner, and that the whole thing is revenge-by-reincarnation story. There's a double twist ending. Take out the gratuitous nudity and some of the torture, and you've have a made-for-TV fright film. Moves pretty slowly, and only comes to life when we get something nutty like the leotard-clad priestess or the shirtless mortician who takes glamour photos of bodies (and who has nothing to do with the plot.)
A pre-Magnum Tom Selleck stars as an art dealer in the Philippines in this fairly typical witchcraft flick. Starts with some cultists watching their high priestess torturing a woman. This might be a scary scene, if it were not for the really goofy red-and-purple leotard the priestess is wearing. The plot gets going when Selleck buys a lousy painting of three witches being burnt at the stake. One looks exactly like his wife. There's also a dog in the painting. When it vanishes from the painting, it shows up for real. One of the witches disappears from the painting, and her double shows up to be their housekeeper/cook. By now you've figured out that Selleck is the descendent of a witch-burner, and that the whole thing is revenge-by-reincarnation story. There's a double twist ending. Take out the gratuitous nudity and some of the torture, and you've have a made-for-TV fright film. Moves pretty slowly, and only comes to life when we get something nutty like the leotard-clad priestess or the shirtless mortician who takes glamour photos of bodies (and who has nothing to do with the plot.)