Mark of the Witch

This movie had potential in its storyline. Very enthralling basis about a witch who is summoned to the twentieth-century and wreaks havoc upon the descendent of the man who is her lover and persecutor centuries before. While this plot is fascinating, the film itself flounders with typical and hackneyed evil spells and tricks used by the witch, which make the true fiber of the story into a peripheral byline until the very end. I saw this movie in the early eighties and the fact that I can remember so much about the storyline is a testament to what this movie could have been. However, it is a big disappointment and you will kick yourself for having wasted your time to watch it.

I love old horror movies, especially when I know none of the people in them, and they are from an era before there were cell phones, iPods, and back when clichés were being made, rather than laughed at for their ridiculousness.

The story is pretty basic- ancient curse of a doomed witch, jumping forward to the "present" (ha ha), where of course, the witch returns. The pacing is pretty good, with the story at least always moving forward. I didn't find it too predictable, which was good, and despite how dated the fashion and music were, it was interesting.

Technically, it was a mixed bag for me. Grainy old film stock and imperfect sound actually make an old horror film better for me in some respects. Like one of the other reviewers, I found the spoken words over the opening titles a bit creepy, but most of the soundtrack is rather annoying.

The acting is acceptable from some of the cast ("Alan" was pretty good), and the copy I watched was choppy and the film was scratched. Still, this brings back some fond memories of movie-watching to those of us old enough to have operated a "record player".

While not a classic, I'd recommend this for anyone who loves old horror movies. Simple, fun, and not so burdened by huge effects sequences or big stars that you ever feel distracted from the story. Watch and enjoy!

This film, while not a classic, avoids being a schlockfest for several reasons. The script, about a 17th century English witch being summoned back from the dead by a spell and inhabiting the body of a college co-ed, is a cut above. It's all opinion, but the acting is uniformly good, considering the usual stock of talent that populates these films. The filmmakers must have raided the best of the local collegiate theater majors and community theater talent, because the actors all give competent performances. The low budget enhances the film in some ways. The prologue, showing the hanging of the titular witch, is an effective montage of tight shots of the witch's and executioners' feet walking through muddy sludge to the gallows and the aforementioned characters' faces as the execution transpires. The film then cuts to the opening titles, shown over silent footage of windy autumnal Dallas streets as a singer performs a witch's "rune" acapella. It's an unsettling performance that creates some much-needed atmosphere and, hopefully, gives one an inkling of what will follow. I'm not a filmmaker, but the style exhibited in these opening moments made me hope that what I was about to watch would be, at least, competent and, at most, a great lost film. MARK OF THE WITCH is not a lost classic, but it is an effectively made little horror flick, made on the cheap by people who show not a little raw talent. Some will be disappointed that it's not a train wreck of bad acting and threadbare production values, while others will rue the fact that the movie isn't packed with blood and gore. What MARK OF THE WITCH is is a movie that moves toward it's ending methodically at a pace more in keeping with early 70s TV movies than modern slashers. But that's a good thing. Just train yourself to wait for the payoff.

During some sort of witchcraft party, a group of young adults all decide to have a séance. They summon the witch using a chant they found in some book, but it seems like nothing happens. But something did happen. The main character is possessed by the witch and goes on a murderous killing spree! Of course, since this was a low-budget film made in the early seventies, all the lines are incredibly cheesy and bad. Lines like "I like girls dumb, but you're pushing it!" and stupid things of that nature are said.

I saw this movie because the guy that played Harry was my drama teacher.

"Mark of the Witch" is the prototype of a cheap and amateurish 70s exploitation/horror movie, and I can't possibly be too harsh on those. Yes, it's truly bad and becomes even worse when analyzing it more thoroughly, but the enthusiasm and goodwill of the people in front and behind the camera literally radiates from the screen. They can't help being utterly incompetent, right? This film has almost too many problems to list. For starters, even though the plot is nonexistent, it's still inaccurate, derivative and senseless! The story opens with the execution of a witch 300 years ago. Funny, I wasn't aware witches were hanged? And certainly not in Texas! Anyway, the vicious she-devil keeps ranting and ranting on before eventually putting the obligatory spell on the descendants of her prosecutor. Fast forward to present day on a Houston college campus, where the descendant - Mac Stuart - is a funky professor who throws occult seance parties for his class of dimwits. During such a seance, the innocent college cutie Jill becomes possessed by the spirit of the medieval witch! The biggest forte of "Mark of the Witch" is that they couldn't possibly had chosen a more saintly and purer actress than Anitra Walsh for the role of the supposedly evil witch. Walsh is looking so sweet and naive that the contrast with her vulgar talks and malevolent acts work surprisingly well! She causes for a parakeet to explode just to prove how evil she is, and then continues to seduce and murder her fellow students for no apparent reason. "Mark of the Witch" is so boring slow-paced that your thoughts too easily wander off. I, for instance, couldn't stop imagining that the film would work much better as an adult movie. Think about it! The male actors are ugly and sleazy enough to be vintage porn actors, especially Robert Elston, while the girls are ravishing and curvy. Given the subject matter, the clumsy production values and the lousy acting performances, nearly every sequence also fits perfectly into an erotic context. The satanic ritual dance, the naughty student seducing her professor, the lesbian encounter, etc. Alas we must settle for thick red 70s blood, laughable dialogues, weird camera angles and one brief but worthy topless moment provided by the lovely Anitra Walsh.