Utter twaddle. Poor old Peter Cushing and Donald Pleasance - how the mighty are fallen. So what do we have? Well, there's a minotaur breathing blue gas jets from its stone nostrils - bet they rigged up a couple of blowtorches for that effect. Acting as hammy as you'd expect from the rest of the cast. Everything bearing signs in English - including the supermarket in the village, yet it was filmed in Greece. If you want Ariel or Tide washing powder the supermarket has loads of the stuff in stock. Unintentionally funny to watch. Music by Brian Eno no less! But even the nudity doesn't warrant more than 1 star.
Review of The Devil's Men
