Literally 31 seconds, as a naked Asian woman is whipped as she hangs precariously above a floor of metal spikes. This 1972 flick
isn’t messing around.
The only reason anyone still talks about this film today is because it was an early role for Tom Selleck before he found his fame and fortune as TV’s “Magnum, P.I.” Here, he’s James Robertson, who buys a 370-year-old painting depicting the burning of a witch because the woman bears more than a passing resemblance to his wife, Chris (Barra Grant, “Mother, Jugs & Speed”). What a romantic!
Not long after, Chris begins to hear strange voices in the house. You know where this is going. And if you don’t, one mean-looking black dog with the oh-so-precious name of Nicodemus shows up, looking like the canine in the artwork, and bearing a collar reading “666 Calle Revelacion.” Subtle, no?
The art dealer is murdered, elements disappear from the painting, and into their lives pops Kitty (Tani Guthrie, “The Thirsty Dead”), the witch doing the whipping in the opening scene. She attempts to seduce James with come-hither lines like, “Eleven years and he never once touched my breasts.” Me-OW!
Supremely silly, the Philippines-lensed “Daughters of Satan” is a low-budget misfire that nonetheless can be enjoyed because of its ineptness, particularly because Selleck was caught up in the thick of it.
Be sure not to miss his big action-packed kickboxing scene. Oh, no, I don’t mean the sport of kickboxing, but the act of kicking cardboard boxes off the back of a moving truck. Hey, you take what you can get. —Rod Lott