Mark of the Devil Part II

Hexen geschändet und zu Tode gequält is exactly as lurid and heavy-handed as its title suggests. Released in 1973, during a European exploitation wave obsessed with medieval sadism and religious hysteria, this German-Austrian production lures with the promise of dark eroticism and moral outrage but delivers a clunky, unpleasant mix of theatrical cruelty and sluggish pacing.

Visually, the film occasionally conjures a sense of decayed menace. Stone dungeons soaked in candlelight, convent corridors thick with foreboding, and muddy village squares all evoke a suitably bleak atmosphere. Cinematographer Franz Xaver Lederle occasionally frames scenes with painterly restraint, but the impact is dulled by the film's erratic editing and murky print quality, which varies wildly depending on the version viewed. What might have been moody and oppressive quickly becomes muddy and monotonous.

Tonally, the film leans into its worst impulses. While some period dramas explore superstition and injustice with nuance, Hexen geschändet flattens everything into a cycle of accusation, humiliation, and punishment. It is less a coherent narrative and more a loose patchwork of sordid vignettes stitched together by vague moral panic. The score wavers between melancholic organ drones and jarringly upbeat cues that feel bizarrely misplaced given the subject matter, further muddying the film's already confused tone.

The performances are as uneven as the script. Herbert Fux, a familiar face in European sleaze cinema, gives the most arresting turn as a fanatical inquisitor, sneering and sweating his way through every scene with manic relish. He alone seems to understand the feverish energy the film aims for. The rest of the cast, particularly the women playing accused witches and helpless villagers, are reduced to one-note victims, alternating between hollow fear and passive nudity. They are given little to do beyond suffer, often graphically, for the camera.

Despite its provocative themes and shock-value title, the film fails to offer insight, suspense, or even sustained tension. It wallows in degradation without ever interrogating the madness it depicts. There is no real character development, no arc of resistance or redemption, only a parade of cruelty that numbs rather than disturbs. Where other films in the witch-hunt subgenre, such as Witchfinder General or The Devils, manage to balance their brutality with commentary or atmosphere, Hexen geschändet settles for crude spectacle.

Upon its 1968 release, Michael Reeves' British Horror masterpiece "Witchfinder General" starring the great Vincent Price, caused cinematic interest in the topic of witch-hunts, which lead to a wave of films that are sometimes referred to as "Hexploitation", the most important being the shocking "Mark Of The Devil" of 1970. Gruesome and ultra-violent as it was, the controversial original "Mark Of The Devil" was actually a very good film that delivered a more than disturbing, but also adequate and uncompromising portrayal of the madness of witch-hunts. Sadly, Adrian Hoven's "Mark Of The Devil II" (of the notorious aka. title "Hexen Geschändet und zu Tode gequält"/"Witches Violated And Tortured To Death") of 1973 is an incomparably inferior and more or less pointless cash-in on the notorious Exploitation Classic that bears hardly any of its predecessors great elements. The story is not nearly as realistic as it is the case in the original, and the sequel completely lacks the creepiness and atmosphere of the first "Mark Of The Devil". While the first film was constantly terrifying, this one gets boring quite fast, The film is not quite as explicit and gruesome as its predecessor, but still quite brutal. As opposed to the original, however, the plot often seems like a lame excuse to show a bunch of ghastly torture sequences. The film has several shocking moments, but it is never really terrifying, and it lacks the menacing feeling of the first one. While the original had a great cast (Herbert Lom, Udo Kier), the performances in the sequel are quite lame. Anton Diffring, who plays the head prosecutor of witches here, is not nearly as charismatic in his portrayal of evil as the great Herbert Lom was. The only actors who have remained from the first part is the weird-looking Reggie Nalder, possibly one of the ugliest actors ever, and Johannes Buzalski. Nalder gives the film a certain creepiness, and beautiful Erica Blanc makes a good female lead, but the rest of the performances are forgettable. I don't normally nag about bad performances in low-budget exploitation cinema, but it is inevitable to compare a sequel to its predecessor, and "Mark of the Devil II" is just way inferior to the original. Over-all, "Mark Of The Devil II" is not a complete disaster, but it is definitely disappointing.

I scored the original Mark of the Devil 10/10, I consider it to be a superb movie. Part 2 is pretty much a retread, although nowhere near as good I still thought it decent. Anton Diffring, a fantastic German actor is the chief baddie this time, with Reginald Nalder reprising his role as the callous, evil head witchfinder. I didn't realise but a few years later he played one of my favourite vampires, Barlow, in Salem's Lot. A man with a very unique face! Buxom redhead Erica Blanc plays the lead female. The plot is OK, the German scenery beautiful and the execution and torture scenes are plentiful. Further proof that the torture porn sub-genre was alive and well decades before the likes of Hostel and Saw.

If you think that the 'torture porn' sub-genre started with Saw and Hostel, you're very much mistaken: way back in the late '60s and early '70s, there was a brief craze for films collectively known as Hexploitation, in which women accused of witchcraft were tortured and killed by sadistic men in the name of the church. It began with the success of the excellent Witchfinder General (1968), and continued with the likes of Jess Franco's The Bloody Judge (1970), Cry of the Banshee (1970), Mark of the Devil (1970) and Ken Russell's The Devils (1971). Had the label 'torture porn' existed back then, they would most definitely have been categorised as such.

Having no doubt enjoyed financial success with Mark of the Devil, director Adrian Hoven returned to the sub-genre for more sadism and brutality in Mark of the Devil Part II, another account of an innocent woman branded a witch and subsequently subjected to all manner of nastiness. Beautiful redhead Erika Blanc stars as Countess Elisabeth von Salmenau, who falls foul of wicked Balthasar von Ross (Anton Diffring), persecutor of innocent women who gets his kicks from seeing his victims' bodies being broken and burnt. However, unlike the first film, this sequel doesn't feature such a great cast (only creepy Reggie Nalder returns; Udo Kier and Herbert Lom wisely did not) and the torture is quite ridiculous, almost cartoonish in its nature, which takes away from the overall effect: where the original film was cruel and disturbing, this one is unimaginative, frequently so bad it is funny (not the intended reaction), and, disappointingly, fairly dull in places.

Not nearly as shocking or as entertaining as a film featuring pervy nuns, a drooling rapist jailer, and assorted sadistic deviancy should be. 3.5/10, generously rounded up to 4 for IMDb.

Although a blatant rip-off of "Witchfinder General", the original "Mark of the Devil" is easily one of the greatest European exploitation movies ever made. The sequel, however, is one of the worst. I can't even properly explain what went wrong, since all the ingredients for a fierce and shocking exploitation hit are there, but somehow "Mark of the Devil 2" became the lamest and dullest flick about torture & witch-hunting that exists. There are some great names in the cast, but either they stay far below their usual qualities (like Anton Diffring) or they are badly restricted by their shallow and uninteresting roles (like Erica Blanc). The original was a masterpiece of cruelty. You could almost feel the agony and experience the living hell those poor women were going through yourself. Here, there's just a lot of screaming and only a handful of nasty images. These witch-hunters, Balthazar Von Ross and his misogynist minion Natas, don't even bother to put effort into their accusations. They just point out random women and torture them to death. There isn't the slightest bit of unsettling atmosphere, building up suspense or effective use of the torture scenery. All the sequences involving the bald nuns are downright odd, and the only two noteworthy moments of torturous cruelty involve a pair of fiery shoes and a nasty crotch-impalement. In fact, the only truly great thing about this dud is its original German title "Hexen geschändet und zu Tode gequält". What genuine exploitation-lover wouldn't want to see a film with a title like that?