Tuesday, January 31, 2012

The Devil's Hand






A Brylcreemed dude has a recurring dream of a dancing girl and finds a doll that looks just like her in this not-very-thrilling thriller. So there's a spartan doll shop filled with creepy dolls, grown women who seem to like creepy dolls that look like them, gauzy nightgowns, thought transference, a subterranean temple to The Devil God Cambo or Googoo or some such nonsense, gigantic convertibles, several dance sequences, unconvincing bongos, jazz flute, voice-over narration, countless cocktails, flaming braziers, and Commissioner Gordon from the Batman TV show of the sixties. There's also stock horse racing footage, stock building on fire footage, a miniature car careens off a cliff, and a not-so-daring escape is foiled by a toss pillow. The moral of the story: Don't mess with The Cult Of Gumbo or Gaboo or Whatever because it's pretty boring. I watched The Devil's Hand on the DVD set 32 Drive-In Cult Classics because the New Release section of Netflix hasn't changed significantly in over a month. Here's a trailer:




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