Tuesday, September 3, 2019

The Disembodied (1957)

Dull and unbelievable, 3 September 2019
The Quick Pitch:  A three-man film crew seeks out the only white doctor in the jungle when one of their party is savagely attacked by a lion.  But when the injured man is all but healed the next day, is it some sort of new medicine or something else more sinister like voodoo? 
Two problems quickly reared their head while I watched The Disembodied.  First, it’s as dull as dishwater. Not even Allison Hayes’ voodoo inspired gyrations could save the film.  With a runtime of about 66 minutes it overstays its welcome by about an hour. Second, it’s all so horribly unbelievable.  Here’s a quick list of five examples:

- The notion of Hayes being a voodoo priestess in the middle of an African jungle.
- The plastic, stage-bound jungle sets.
- The African tribe made up of individuals from at least three different ethnicities. 
- The voodoo ceremony - Hayes dances, someone throws a chicken at her feet, - and voila – magic.
- The unconvincing acting and ever-changing character motivations.  
I know The Disembodied has a few fans around the internet, but as should be obvious, I’m not one.

2/10

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