TO THE DEVIL...A DAUGHTER
White Zombiefied
There's few feelings as nice as stumbling across the original source of a sample you've heard in a favorite song over and over again. It happened in Carlito's Way (from Overkill's "The Wait/ New High In Lows"), for example. Here, it happens with White Zombie's "Super-Charger Heaven" ("It is not heresy...and I will NOT recant!").
The film opens with a priest being excommunicated - so, of course, he starts his own church. Sure, they look harmless on the outside (if you consider Catholics harmless), but in truth, if they were to choose their favorite style of beard, they prefer 'em small and pointy, not big and bushy.
Anyway, one of their members signs over his daughter's soul so that she can become the devil's daughter - and this his representative on earth - upon her eighteenth birthday. But as that day approaches, he has second thoughts, and enlists the aid of an American occult novelist.
Performances are great all around. Christopher Lee, as the priest, is awesome as always. Denholm Elliot, as the father, is suitably terrified and is less annoying than Peter Cushing would be if it were him (this is the kind of role that Cushing, who could be so good, frequently got stuck with).
And Nastassja Kinski as the girl - I mean, damn! How did an ugly old coot like Klaus ever squeeze out the sperm that resulted in her? She must be the mailman's kid.
And why is it that movie-nuns are always hot? Maybe it's just those sexy habits. (damn. I'm going to Hell.)
Pretty enjoyable overall. Hell, I'm glad I saw it just for the White Zombie bit.