Devonsville Terror
The Devonsville Terror (1983)
Continuing “Ulli Lommel” week here at Apocalypse Headquarters (oh dear god, help me), this atrocious tale of witchcraft/curses/revenge from the grave had me nodding off in more parts than one. Things get rolling in the quaint town of Devonsville circa 1600’s where apparently a fun Friday night means lynching the local witches, as we witness three young lasses being sentenced to death for “fornicating with the incubus” and “not having the fear of God in her heart”. One is eaten alive by pigs (pigs do this?), another tied to a wheel and rolled down a hill, while the third is burned alive at the stake, but not before a bolt of lightning strikes her body as she proclaims, “damn you all”, thus cursing the townspeople and their descendants. Flash ahead three hundred years later as three strange women move into modern day Devonsville and, well, can you guess what happens now? Our superstitious townsfolk think their arrival means the legendary curse is coming true and they’re next in line to pay for their ancestor’s sins. They get this idea because one is a naturalist, another a radio DJ and apparent feminist, while Suzanna Love from Lommel’s previous flick “The Boogeyman” plays a teacher who tells the kiddies that god may be a woman instead of a man. Heresy I tell you! Apparently that’s all it takes to be labeled a witch in modern day Devonsville. We also get Donald Pleasance as a local doctor and direct descendent of the head inquisitor from the ancient lynching, who does nothing more but either mumble his lines or yell em’ out real loud. He also suffers from an affliction where he’s constantly pulling worms from his arm thanks to the curse. There’s a hilarious scene where Pleasance shows a friend his worm problem, with the guy looking suitable unimpressed, as if to say, “show me something new buddy”. Amen.
Director Lommel, as he did with “The Boogeyman”, shows an obvious knack for the visual side of filmmaking. While not as surreal as “Boogeyman”, this one looks good on an obvious low budget. The film’s opening sequence is it’s one true highlight except for Suzanna Love’s boobs, and the lynching sequence itself is fairly brutal to watch. The rest of the film however, is so excruciatingly slow, stupid, and horribly acted that no sense of film style could eradicate these bugaboos. The townspeople in this film are so ignorant and stupid you cheer their deaths, while the whole film itself seems to contain a rather curious message about the oppression of women. It’s also completely devoid of any sense of creepiness, something Lommel was at least able to sneak into his previous effort with “The Boogeyman”. This one’s a complete waste of time.