Más allá de lo diabólico

This is a fabulous low-budget chiller that features a great collection of energetic and enthusiastic actors--there are literally no bad performances anywhere--and showcases steady, focused direction of the kind that movies with ten times the budget are often lacking.

On the downside, the film features some rather laughable visible effects. In most cases, the filmmakers seemed to be aware that their budget limited what they could do--and they got by quite effectively with creative lighting, fog machines, jump-cuts, and other inexpensive movie gimmicks--but then they also decided to do some animation effects. These were passable when all they were used for were to illustrate whenever the ghost was up to something evil, but when they started showing laser beams shooting from the eyes of the possessed Barbara, the animation went from cheap-looking to ridiculous.

Despite the occasional special effects missteps, "Beyond Evil" is mostly a competently executed haunted house/possession flick. It sags a bit in the middle--where the voodoo queen flexes her supernatural muscle and things get a bit repetitive as Larry tries to convince the increasingly strange Barbara to seek medical help--but for the most part it remains an engrossing little movie that's worth a look.

Your best pal arranges for you and your wife to move into an old house that, as legend would have it, is haunted by the spirit a woman who practised black magic and who returned from the dead to kill her philandering husband. What do you do?

If, like me, you have seen enough horror films to know that living in a house like that will seriously affect your life expectancy, you'll politely decline and book into a hotel. But if you're newlyweds John Saxon and Lynda Day George, you'll happily set up home in said haunted house, and not even bat an eyelid when creepy shizz starts happening.

Soon after settling in, Barbara Andrews (George) starts to act very strangely and, when hubby Larry (Saxon) isn't looking, she shoots green laser beams from her eyes. When Larry's friends and associates start to die in mysterious circumstances, he eventually cottons on to the fact that his wife's might have something to do with it, so he seeks help from local faith healer Dr. Solomon (David Opatoshu), who tells him that she is possessed.

Beyond Evil is an utterly abysmal supernatural horror that suffers from a cheesy plot that brings nothing new to the table, an awful central turn from George, and some really cheap visual effects (the day-glo green solarised effect is particularly nasty). Even the usually reliable Saxon cannot help make this one work. The only decent things about the film are a couple of reasonable gore effects (when the faith healer performs operations on his followers) and the Omen-esque score by Pino Donaggio.

John Saxon ("Black Christmas"!) and Lynda Day George ("Pieces"!) form a fabulous horror couple in this cheap and bizarre, but nevertheless intriguing little 80's film, set on a remote Southern island. The story isn't exactly original, blending cliché horror premises like haunted houses, soul-possessions, spiritual tribes and witchcraft, and yet, there isn't a dull moment to detect anywhere. This is largely thanks to the enthusiast acting performances and the surefooted direction of Herbert Freed. "Beyond Evil" is quite an oddity, because the special effects are very amateurish (sometimes even downright laughable) and still the wholesome remains a spooky and unsettling horror tale. Upon their arrival at the island, newlyweds Larry and Barbara are offered a beautiful and gigantic mansion to live in. Through a very atmospheric flashback-story, however, we learn that this same mansion was once homed by the sinister Alma Martin and her unfaithful husband. He poisoned Alma but her restless spirit still dwells around the mansion. Now, 100 years later, Alma Martin sees her change to reincarnate through Barbara and she won't hesitate to destroy everyone that tries to prevent this from happening. As previously stated, the special and visual effects are terrible… They often exclusively exist of funky green laser beams projected from the eyes of Alma Martin and they're not very convincing. Still, the film does offer some genuine shocks whenever budget isn't required, like Alma's ghostly appearances out of nowhere or the creepy shots inside the crypt. Especially since it's such an inexplicably fascinating movie, "Beyond Evil" should be categorized under 'interesting failures' and not just under 'worthless horror junk'! If you can pick up the DVD for a reasonably cheap price, it's definitely worth buying.

Beyond Evil represents an ambitious but ultimately misguided attempt to transplant gothic horror sensibilities to an exotic Filipino island setting. The film follows an architect who suspects his wife is possessed by a former resident of the historic colonial mansion they have just moved into, but what should have been a compelling supernatural thriller instead becomes a textbook example of how good intentions and adequate resources cannot compensate for fundamental storytelling deficiencies. The tropical backdrop provides an interesting visual contrast to traditional haunted house narratives, yet the film consistently undermines its own atmospheric potential through overwrought performances and questionable creative choices.

John Saxon delivers a workmanlike performance as Larry Andrews, the concerned husband who gradually realizes his new bride may be under malevolent influence. Saxon's natural screen presence and professional demeanor help ground the increasingly ridiculous proceedings, though even his considerable skills cannot elevate material that seems determined to veer toward unintentional comedy. Lynda Day George faces the more challenging task of portraying Barbara's transformation from loving wife to vessel for supernatural revenge, and while she commits fully to the role's physical demands, the script provides little psychological foundation for her character's journey.

The film's most significant problem lies in its tonal inconsistency and inability to generate genuine suspense. The supernatural elements, including "green, laser-blasting eyeballs" and other optical effects, often feel more ridiculous than frightening. Freed's direction shows clear influence from Italian gothic horror films of the 1960s, but lacks the visual poetry and atmospheric control that made those works effective. The pacing suffers from extended sequences that feel more like padding than dramatic development, particularly during the middle act when the possession storyline should be building momentum.

The horror elements prove disappointingly light, offering suspense rather than genuine scares, which might have been acceptable if the film had committed to being a psychological thriller instead of promising supernatural terror. The supporting cast, including Michael Dante as the duplicitous business partner Del and David Opatoshu as the mystical Dr. Solomon, provides adequate backup but cannot overcome the script's fundamental weaknesses. Mario Milano as the local contact Albanos brings some authentic regional flavor to the proceedings, though his character serves more as exposition delivery than genuine personality.

The film's production values remain consistently professional, with the Philippine locations providing genuinely beautiful backdrops that the cinematography captures competently. The mansion itself becomes an effective character, its colonial architecture suggesting histories of exploitation and violence that the supernatural elements attempt to literalize. However, the musical score tends toward overwrought melodrama that telegraphs every emotional beat, robbing scenes of subtlety and genuine tension.

Despite these considerable flaws, "Beyond Evil" occasionally succeeds in creating moments of genuine unease, particularly when focusing on the gradual dissolution of Larry and Barbara's relationship under supernatural pressure. The film's exploration of possession as metaphor for loss of identity within marriage shows glimpses of thematic sophistication that a more focused approach might have developed effectively.

I first noticed the lovely "Linda Day George" in "Pieces" where she made bad-horror-movie history by screaming "BASTARRRRDS!" three times in a row to riotous effect. She's not as overtly hilarious here (in fact, it appears she was probably a decent actor, generally) but she's really the only reason I could recommend this relatively average flick. She rolls her eyes, runs around with an over-sized finger (don't ask!) and, while possessed, does some seductive things. I knew it would be a fun movie during a scene early on where she walked around her apartment, anxious about the rain outside, then finally threw her things down and yelled, "DAMN!" with what seemed like every emotive power she ever learned in acting school! Strassberg would've been proud. And I can't look away! Linda had some great moments later too, but that single moment was the most (unintentionally) funny.

Another nice surprise, during the opening credits I heard this overwrought, sweeping score with lots of strings and lots of starts-and-stops...I thought, "My this sounds like Pino Donaggio!" And it turned out it was! Another satisfying score from the almost-always dependable Pino, who appears to be the busiest composer in history. Most of his usual touches are here--great chase music, an achingly beautiful "love theme" and a finale that leaves you feeling somehow sentimental even if the movie was total crap.

Which this one pretty much was. John Saxon is great--especially kicking ass and going, "Stay!" to a would be attacker. He's cool and this film didn't hurt him a bit, thankfully. Otherwise there's not much here in this "would-be" giallo: **a crossed-eyed ghost woman with green laser eyes **no sex and minimal gore, although what there is was pleasantly repulsive **terrible effects **slow pace **sloppy editing **plots stolen from "Amityville," "Exorcist," "Beyond The Door" and especially "Suspiria," and **no surprises, really. It DOES have some hilariously bad deaths though, if you're in the mood, which I usually am, and if you can stay awake. The death of a guy in a "posessed" car that's barely moving is not to be missed--especially when he spontaneously explodes into fire, but continues to scream! I don't know who Herb Freed was or why he was making cheap horror movies, but this is not the WORST movie ever. Keep the fast-forward button handy and this is an enjoyable piece of mind-sludge.