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The psychic Criswell emerges from his coffin, sort of announcing the
movie we are going to see. Next we see Criswell (in one of Bela Lugosi's
used capes) as the Emperor of the Dead, residing in a graveyard and
calling all of the dead to the fore to have a feast and to judge over
them. The feast/judgement is pretty much a string of strippers (Pat
Barrington, Mickey Jines, Barbara Noridin, Bunny Glaser], [Dadejda Dobrev,
Coleen O'Brien, Texas Starr, Rene De Beau, Stephanie Jones, Dene Starnes),
dressed up as different characters, doing their routine in a graveyard
Now that wouldn't be much story for a 90-minute feature film, so enter
writer Bob (William Bates) and his girlfriend Shirley (Pat Barrington, who
is also one of the strippers, in a different wig), who want to visit a
graveyard at night, but have a car accident. Somehow they survive the
crash, and they decide to pay the graveyard a visit anyhow, only to see
one strip act after another ... and for some reason they come to the
conclusion that these strippers aren't human (even if I came to the
totally opposite conclusion, seeing these girls in all of their naked -
well at least topless, this is the mid-1960's - glory).
Eventually, Bob and Shirley are caught by the Emperor's henchmen, the
mummy (Louis Ojena) and the wolfman (John Andrews), tied up and forced (?)
to watch some more strip acts. Then the Emperor's second-in-command, the
Black Ghoul (Fawn Silver) wants to have her way with them. But before she
can do the couple any harm, sun rises, and the Black Ghoul as well as all
other dead dissolve to dust, only their skeletons remaining ...
We are back at the site of Bob and Shirley's crash. The medics arrive
and find both of them to be alive and only slightly bruised. It was all
just a dream ... but was it ?
A mix of horror and sex so bad it's almost good: The dialogue, scripted
by Ed Wood, is (unintentionally) hilarious, made all the funnier by the
lack of talent the actors provide, Criswell as Emperor of the Dead hams it
up in a very weird sort of way (after all, he wasn't a professional actor,
the sets are all wonderfully cheap and the costumes worn (or not worn) by
the strippers are delightfully cheapish. Of course this all adds up to a
piece of trash, no more no less ... but a very enjoyable one, too.
Watch it if you want to have a laugh - and at least most of the girls
actually look pretty nice in various states of undress.