Curse of the Headless Horseman (1972)
A hippie medical student named Mark inherits his uncle's Wild West theme park. Mark and his stoner pals move in, only to find out that a violent ghost already lives there.
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Dreadfully Boring
Disturbing yet enthralling
An absolute waste of money
A Disappointing Continuation
First of all, the plot summary is wrong. That is not what this movie is about. Second, it doesn't matter because this is the worst movie ever. I think the actors had microphones in their shoes because the dialogue was all muffled and their foot steps were extremely loud. Never see this movie.
Some seventies type guy and his loose friends head to a ranch where he must show a profit. In the process they stumble into a legend of a headless horseman who goes around killing people during a certain moon phase. Every once in a while a film comes along where you can't say anything good about it. Whoever thought this up didn't know what he was doing. The acting is about as bad as you can get. The people speak in seventies slang which sounds absolutely ridiculous (probably did then, too). They all sit around an discuss things on camera, instead of doing anything. Finally, there is nothing campy or fun about the thing either. Toss it.
I love bad movies. This is not a bad movie; it is a non-movie. From the amazingly florid narration to the actual inability of the performers to act their say out of open bags--or a completely-open set, this movie never fails to disappoint, except when it annoys. The guy inherits a tourist ranch, apparently some people die, and the end is a big question mark of unresolved issues and a narrator who evidently gets jacked on nitrous since he repeats the same line over and over--I counted 7 times before I stopped. And the music was awful for the "hippe era" or any other time in history.Don't bother to watch this movie unless you have a masochistic bent or you have serious psychotropic drugs.SPOILERS:What was the point of inviting all his friends to the ranch if he knew they would stand between him and the gold? Why was the one woman endlessly running and falling, running and falling, until she could place herself in front of the ambulance? Was there a curse or not?
This doddering regional horror implosion vaguely illustrates a disused movie ranch being converted to a roadside tourist attraction by a group of communal hippies. Their progress is unexpectedly hindered when the titular specter arrives en scene, coalescing with a spooky local legend. Predictable tedium unfolds, culminating in a juvenile "Scooby Doo" anti-climax.Warhol entouragette Ultra Violet attempts a sixteenth minute of fame in this flimsy drive-in drivel. It's a lousy, awful looking film which doesn't even offer sufficient psychotronic largess.Seventy-five minutes which feel like a life sentence...skippit. 2/10