I am in the midst of watching The Sorcerers (1967) with Boris Karloff, but I really, really want to make my blog post before it gets any later. I will attempt to watch and type. Ooh, stopped typing for a few minutes. The movie just got quite horrifying.
OK, that scary moment is over and I will type a few more words, insert another picture, till I just have to watch again.
This is one of the many movies where Karloff gets to use his real voice. As I always say, I will never get over my delight at those deep, mellifluous tones. And yes, with every sentence, I can hear, “Every Who down in Whoville liked Christmas a lot…” In this movie… well, I don’t want to give away any plot points, as I do with the cheesy horror movies I love to write about.
Karloff and his wife are mad scientists. At least, he says he’s a kind of a hypnotist, but I never saw a hypnotist with all this creepy equipment.
This is actually a gripping tale of horror, control and power with a surprising strong moral center. But more I shall not say. Watch the movie when you get a chance.
And we’ll call this a Slacker Saturday post.