Dämonen der Seele (1972)

Dämonen der Seele: Directed by Peter Sykes. With Robert Hardy, Shane Briant, Gillian Hills, Yvonne Mitchell. A physician discovers that two children are being kept virtually imprisoned in their house by their father. He investigates, and discovers a web of sex, incest, and Satanic possession.

“Was Hammer Studios ever capable of making anything else than traditional horror movies with monsters and madmen? The answer to that is clearly YES, and this u0026quot;Demons of the Mindu0026quot; is the irrefutable evidence to back up that statement. Were they any good at it? Well, thatu0026#39;s a different question, of course. u0026quot;Demons of the Mindu0026quot; is a long way from Hammeru0026#39;s best accomplishment, but it surely is an ambitious, visually innovative and intriguing. What this movie lacks, unfortunately, is a minimum of respect towards the viewers. The script, co-written by Christopher Wicking of u0026quot;The Oblong Boxu0026quot; and u0026quot;To the Devil a Daughteru0026quot;, is unnecessary complex and even on the verge of pretentious. Director Peter Sykes is so busy with building up an atmosphere of mystery and pseudo- psychology that he completely forgets to properly introduce the main characters and their backgrounds. The plot introduces the highly unusual family situation of the Van Zornu0026#39;s; a British noble family in the late 19th Century. The baron is somehow convinced that his children, a son and a daughter, will eventually fall victim to a hereditary illness and thus keeps them locked away in their rooms. Personally I would keep them apart because of their incestuous cravings, but still… Anyway, the baron seeks the help of a notorious psychologist who talks a whole of gibberish that I totally didnu0026#39;t understand. Meanwhile, the docile and superstitious villagers living nearby the castle are growing petrified as they discover the bodies of some brutally murdered local town girls. In spite of the numerous fascinating and controversial themes (incest, hereditary madness, unorthodox psychology methods…) and some beautifully artsy elements of symbolism (rose petals covering naked corpses, flowers through keyholes…), u0026quot;Demons of the Mindu0026quot; remains an overall nebulous film that could – and should – have been much better. The film eventually even reverts to old-fashioned and heavily clichéd solutions, like the angry mob with torches, for example. The most notable performance is delivered by Patrick Magee as the charlatan psychiatrist. Magee nearly always has this decadent and sinister aura surrounding him, but it really works well in this film. Thereu0026#39;s also gratuitous nudity and quite a bit of explicit bloodshed to find in u0026quot;Demons of the Mindu0026quot;. The strangulation sequences are reasonably perverse and the suicide scene (featuring inside a flashback) even qualifies as nauseating considering the time of release. I prefer Hammeru0026#39;s entries in the Dracula and Frankenstein cycles at any time, but nonetheless this is an interesting film to watch and get confused over.”