Mark of the Devil
Time Out saysGorehounds have long held a soft spot for this Grand Guignol slice of prime vintage Euro-horror, what with its scenes of tongues being forcibly ripped out, badly dubbed extras running around an old Hammer film set and Udo Kier in full Teutonic Adonis mode. What's not to like? Well, plenty, actually. The repetitious scenes of all that supple flesh being sacrificially cut offer neither the stomach-turning thrills promised on the movie's poster nor anything even accidentally artistic to glom onto. Even cine-trash aficionados will find that this is still just second-rate splatter garbage, no matter how you sell it.