The sheer eccentricity of this cult British horror curio from 1973 has, if anything, intensified with age. Hard to decide which is the stranger: Edward Woodward's devoutly Protestant copper, or the coven of weirdos he's investigating on a remote Scottish island. Anthony Shaffer's script keeps us guessing as to the nature of this tight-knit, close-mouthed community, though with Christopher Lee in a yellow polo-neck playing the group leader, it would seem wise to be on guard. The tension occasionally goes slack, but hardly anything surpasses that clifftop finale for freakish terror.
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