At 117 minutes, The Beast and the Magic Sword can be forgiven for plodding along in places, because there's simply no negating the enjoyable novelty of a black-clad earlier incarnation Daninsky doing his tortured wolfman thing abroad in 16th century Japan. Japanese court intrigue, supernatural samurai action and ninja assassins gel remarkably well with the usual euro horror pop gothic Naschy aesthetic. And Daninsky fights a real tiger.
A kaleidoscopic Giallogasm, The Strange Colour of Your Body's Tears is every fetishistic quirk and visually arresting Giallo motif ripped from the guts of an already strange sub-genre and spliced into something brilliantly deranged.
I imagine that watching this film is akin to looking through the eyes of your most twisted Giallo killer and finding it impossible to coherently focus on anything but the mad passions that compel them!
I get the feeling that The Strange Colour of Your Body's…
As a sequel to The Exorcist? - Yes, it's a dismal failure.
Viewed as a stand-alone, loopy, mystical/sci-fi/horror hybrid dragged along by a manic Richard Burton performance? - It's actually quite fun.
Somehow I missed out on(avoided...) seeing this until very recently, but finally got my opportunity to view it on the big screen as part of the BFI's John Boorman retrospective.
Seen in a Boorman context alongside the likes of 'Excalibur' and 'Zardoz', it made a lot more sense…