The Unholy was a film that had an awful lot of good going for it, but like the teenage boys who have rented this back in the day, it blew it's load all over the floor after the hot redhead shows up naked in the first minute of screen time. Me, I'm a sucker for any film that deals with possession, the catholic church and priests. I guess it was my upbringing, but nothing terrifies me more than the thoughts of demonic possession or exorcisms.
Unfortunately, the only terrifying thing here is how poor a director Camilo Vila is. We start of with a priest praying at the alter of his parish church, only to be confronted by some hot demon in the form of a naked redhead. We get a good peek at her pubes n' bubes before she rips the horny priest's throat out with her bare hands. Cut to a few years later, and young father Michael (Ben Cross, looking very suspiciously like HP Lovecraft...hmm) is brought in by police detective Stern (Ned Beatty) to try and convince a rooftop jumper to come down. Somehow, this guy turns out to be possessed and throws Father Micheal out the window.
By some miracle, Father Michael wakes up in hospital without a mark on him. The local Archbishop (Hal Holbrook, really slumming it here) decides that this is the priest he has been looking for to re-open the church after the last priest was murdered. Father Michael isn't here long before some strange things start to happen in the church, and he himself is seeing visions of the naked redhead, and being drawn to investigate things further.
To spice things up, we get scenes in a 'satanic' nightclub, where Father Micheal meets probably the worst actress in this film, Millie, (Jill Carroll). She may somehow be connected with the past murders, or is it her bizarre boyfriend/boss, William Russell? I won't bother trying to piece together the plot of this one for you, suffice to say it ends up in a pretty fun monster mash in the church, as Father Michael finally battles 'The Unholy'! The Unholy has two glaring problems from that start. A terrible, nonsensical script, and direction that's flatter than Paris Hilton on her back. Some scenes are so badly directed it's hard to tell if the cuts between two actors talking are actually between two people in the same room! Events happen with no real tension, and drift off the screen just as lazily. We do get some gory and sexy goods in the opening scene, but then it's a full hour before anything else really happens. We are just left to watch legendary actors like Hal Holbrook and Ned Beatty stumble through poor dialogue whilst Ben cross looks like he slipped into a coma for most of the shoot. As I mentioned, Jill Carroll's performance gets a standing ovation for laugh out loud moments. Some scenes (Her finest moment is when she has a breakdown and starts shouting 'no!daddy no! don't touch me again!' Has to be seen to be believed) might of had some weight to them if directed properly, but I get the feeling director Vila was too gob-smacked by the hysterics to do anything but let the camera roll on her for five minutes.
OK, enough complaining, because The Unholy isn't without some merits. Firstly, it delivers nicely on nudity, which is always a good thing. The only actor to get props from me here is William Russell, who gives a thoroughly entertaining performance as the pimpish boss of the nightclub. He also gets a pretty sweet death scene, which is one of the few great moments in this film. Also, when the demons finally get angry in the last twenty minutes and appear, some good stuff goes down. who would have thought that one of Satan's top demons has midget monsters as part of his entourage? Well, now you know. The demon or 'Unholy One' himself is pretty mean, if not a man in a badly articulated rubber suit. The f/x are by the guy who did the Hellraiser f/x work, but here, he is let down by too much bright lighting and poorly set up shots. Probably not his finest moment. We also get some random flashes of gore that have nothing to do with the film, but were added by the producers looking to get the blood hungry crowd in. Fun times.
This is the kinda flick most of you will never bother hunting down, unless you saw it years ago on VHS and are looking for a stroll down memory lane. As I said, there is some fun to be had here, I just wish the actual film-making didn't suck so hard.
Unfortunately, the only terrifying thing here is how poor a director Camilo Vila is. We start of with a priest praying at the alter of his parish church, only to be confronted by some hot demon in the form of a naked redhead. We get a good peek at her pubes n' bubes before she rips the horny priest's throat out with her bare hands. Cut to a few years later, and young father Michael (Ben Cross, looking very suspiciously like HP Lovecraft...hmm) is brought in by police detective Stern (Ned Beatty) to try and convince a rooftop jumper to come down. Somehow, this guy turns out to be possessed and throws Father Micheal out the window.
By some miracle, Father Michael wakes up in hospital without a mark on him. The local Archbishop (Hal Holbrook, really slumming it here) decides that this is the priest he has been looking for to re-open the church after the last priest was murdered. Father Michael isn't here long before some strange things start to happen in the church, and he himself is seeing visions of the naked redhead, and being drawn to investigate things further.
To spice things up, we get scenes in a 'satanic' nightclub, where Father Micheal meets probably the worst actress in this film, Millie, (Jill Carroll). She may somehow be connected with the past murders, or is it her bizarre boyfriend/boss, William Russell? I won't bother trying to piece together the plot of this one for you, suffice to say it ends up in a pretty fun monster mash in the church, as Father Michael finally battles 'The Unholy'! The Unholy has two glaring problems from that start. A terrible, nonsensical script, and direction that's flatter than Paris Hilton on her back. Some scenes are so badly directed it's hard to tell if the cuts between two actors talking are actually between two people in the same room! Events happen with no real tension, and drift off the screen just as lazily. We do get some gory and sexy goods in the opening scene, but then it's a full hour before anything else really happens. We are just left to watch legendary actors like Hal Holbrook and Ned Beatty stumble through poor dialogue whilst Ben cross looks like he slipped into a coma for most of the shoot. As I mentioned, Jill Carroll's performance gets a standing ovation for laugh out loud moments. Some scenes (Her finest moment is when she has a breakdown and starts shouting 'no!daddy no! don't touch me again!' Has to be seen to be believed) might of had some weight to them if directed properly, but I get the feeling director Vila was too gob-smacked by the hysterics to do anything but let the camera roll on her for five minutes.
OK, enough complaining, because The Unholy isn't without some merits. Firstly, it delivers nicely on nudity, which is always a good thing. The only actor to get props from me here is William Russell, who gives a thoroughly entertaining performance as the pimpish boss of the nightclub. He also gets a pretty sweet death scene, which is one of the few great moments in this film. Also, when the demons finally get angry in the last twenty minutes and appear, some good stuff goes down. who would have thought that one of Satan's top demons has midget monsters as part of his entourage? Well, now you know. The demon or 'Unholy One' himself is pretty mean, if not a man in a badly articulated rubber suit. The f/x are by the guy who did the Hellraiser f/x work, but here, he is let down by too much bright lighting and poorly set up shots. Probably not his finest moment. We also get some random flashes of gore that have nothing to do with the film, but were added by the producers looking to get the blood hungry crowd in. Fun times.
This is the kinda flick most of you will never bother hunting down, unless you saw it years ago on VHS and are looking for a stroll down memory lane. As I said, there is some fun to be had here, I just wish the actual film-making didn't suck so hard.