Cross of the Seven Jewels

After arriving in a coastal town, a man intending to visit the area with his cousin finds himself thrust into the underworld when a trivial robbery sends him on a quest to recover the stolen cross taken from him, setting him off to recover the fabled item before falling victim to an animalistic curse.

This was a decidedly decent if somewhat underwhelming sleazy genre effort. Among the few likable factors involved here is the rather intriguing premise that sets everything in motion. While there are a lot of different elements at play, the idea of the stolen object preventing a deadly werewolf curse from befalling him and the protection no longer working with it being stolen allowing him to turn into the deadly creature as a means of helping to retrieve it comes off with a fine touch, especially with the way it's only revealed about the purpose in a flashback towards the end of the film. Rather than launching into it immediately, the frantic quest to retrieve it taking up the majority of the running time makes for a fine enough introduction to what's going on here. With this leading him into several encounters with the thugs holding the cross and featuring some cheesy if exciting-by-comparison action scenes of him throwing them around and melting faces for some decent enough sequences and the bizarre sexual antics of the cult in their dungeon, it has some There are some rather problematic issues on display with this one. One of the main drawbacks to be the film is the highly convoluted and discordant plotline that sees a large number of different stories and plot points get brought into this one for no reason. The setup with the robbery group and their connection to the cult trying to control the area itself feels rather overdone but workable on its own without the need for the congruent police investigation that goes nowhere, the sightseeing trip that is oddly out-of-place considering what's gone on in the film before that and how these are brought into the film without much thought for a coherent throughline makes for some issues. Since nothing is made of why the cousin is so reluctant to follow along, or why there are hints of a budding romance between them, leaves a lot to be desired without anything here making sense of these different factors. The other issue here, which is just as damaging and detrimental, is the underwhelming and barely-there technical aspects that are present throughout here. The most obvious is the ludicrous design of the wolfman and the means to bring it to life on-screen, as the look basically resembles exactly how it was made. Featuring a simplistic mask that comes down over the face as if his whiskers are overgrown and pulled down behind his head into a mullet, the fact that there's healthy unchanged skin underneath the seams and edges of the piece makes for a laughable monster. The gloved clawed hands he wears are just as bad with their seams being just as visible connecting to his forearms, and with the rest of his body completely healthy and nude without any fur or make-up on it, the end result is among the most ludicrous creatures in the genre, lowering this one significantly.

Rated Unrated/R: Full Nudity, Violence, strong sexual scenes, and Language.

Aboreen,a demon summoned at a black mass possesses the body of a Satanic High Priest.The Satanist uses his new found powers to possess the body of Marco and change him into a sadistic wolfman to do his evil deeds.Marco is only protected from this evil by wearing the "Cross of Seven Jewels" which is stolen from around his neck while taking a trip from Naples to Rome."Cross of the Seven Jewels" is a strikingly inept Italian horror movie with some of the worst special effects ever captured on screen.The acting is abysmal and the gore is amateurish.There is a bit of sleaze and graphic nudity,but the plot is mostly dull.Watch "Spider Labirynth" instead of this load of crap.3 naked werewolves out of 10.

This is probably the cheapest horror film ever made in Italy, and that surely means something. It's about a hapless man who suffers under a strange werewolf-curse which is related to an even stranger occult sect (led by Cameron Mitchell!). In a way it pays homage to the Spanish werewolf-flics starring Paul Naschy as Valdemar Daninsky. But the Naschy-films look like big budget epics compared to this mess, which is so bad that one has to see it to believe it. Director Andolfi not only plays the lead role (credited as Eddy Endolf) but also handles the special effects and many other things. Sometimes one might believe he was the only one behind the camera (maybe he was, who knows?).

Besides the cursed man and the sect, the incoherent plot involves the least threatening mafia killers ever banned on celluloid; with such mobsters, "The Godfather" would have been the comedy of the 20th century. All the actors seem to be amateurs, probably good friends of director/everything Andolfi. The special effects (especially the werewolf-make-up and the old fashioned transformation sequences) are less convincing than most monster scenes from, shall we say, films by Ed Wood jr. All in all, this shoddy mess is unbelievably ridiculous.

Despite the fact that the film is inept from every imaginable aspect, it is good fun and highly entertaining, at least for watching once - a party tape and a master example of a film that lacks any quality. You have been warned...

The worst movie of all time. There aren't enough words describing the mediocrity of this movie.

Watching this movie It's incitement to suicide.

This "film" is a brutal rape of cinematographic art ... the worst film i've ever seen and, since i've been appointed as an expert in trash films, probably the worst ever made in Italy. The subject seems to come out from a neurological hospital such as the screenplay, actors are terrible and terribly directed and special effects are ridiculous at unbelievable levels. Maybe only "Paganini Horror" by Luigi Cozzi and "Blood Delirum" by Sergio Bergonzelli could be considered in the same order of ugliness (but surly better). See to believe ... That's the absolute masterpiece of unconscious trash film-making and potentially better than the best comic movie.