While there are problems with choppy editing, uncertain continuity, and a failure to maintain a consistent tone, Diaz is never
less than exhilarating in a
guilty pleasure way, even when hunched over her desk with an expression
of glazed, disheveled contempt.
We're talking about Hammer Films, the organization that brought us such cheesy,
guilty pleasure,»50s era creepshow treats as Horror
of Dracula and Revenge
of Frankenstein, only to find itself increasingly
less relevant as a horror film factory in an emerging era
of schlock, gore and torture porn.