Yes, the sexploitation gang muscled in on the portmanteau horror genre too, with this delirious bitty saga in which a mummy with the voice of Valentine Dyall links half-a-dozen short stories ranging from sub-Mayfair cartoon ‘clothes fall off’ titillation to full-on grotesque body horror, by way of a man splitting himself in two astride a razor-augmented vaulting horse. You can’t accuse the ‘twists’ in these tales of not being up to scratch, as it’s hard to believe they’re meant to be twists in the first place. Wilful non-sequiturs is nearer the mark. Masterminded by William Burroughs acolyte Anthony Balch, creator of the similarly off-centre Horror Hospital (1973), which pitted hippie Robin Askwith against Michael Gough and his customized youth-decapitating Rolls-Royce.
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Wrestling’s Golden Age – Grapples, Grunts and Grannies
Sunday, 22.05, BBC4Mick McManus died this week, alas, and remember him this way with another outing for this absolutely brilliant documentary from just before Christmas about British wrestling at its earthiest. There are some hilarious bits in it, like Johnny Kincaid being told he had to pretend he was from Barbados even though he’d never been there, Klondike Kate reminiscing about the fishwives throwing foot-and-mouth-disease injections at her, an interviewee saying “excuse my language” after he’d said the obscene word “bum” and the fantastically good value Max “brother of Shirley” Crabtree, the big kahuna in the “sport” in its imperial phase, explaining how they came up with the concept of Big Daddy after Shirley complained to him that “me whole career’s gone to cock!”. Great stuff.
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