Thursday, 30 June 2016

Simon, King of the Witches (1971)

A Promethean tale of man challenging the gods and the establishment through magic, magick or however you prefer to "spell" (boom-tish!) it. Earnest in its approach of the subject matter, although that doesn't mean it's not fucking hilarious in places (the Wiccan ceremony for one), and the only film I know of with a magical erection that won't go away. Remember though, that there's always a price to pay and in this case, it's the terrible clothes. Super groovy man!

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