Evil pagan religious cults are always good for a few horror movies every year. There’s something weird happening out there. People are disappearing with no explanation. Someone investigates and then—wham-o kablam-o, snap your fingers and say “Howdy”—they discover an underground cabal of freaks in druid costumes who chant to Satan by torchlight as part of human sacrifice rituals. That’s the main difference between a CULT and a CLUB, by the way. Once you start killing people, you’re a CULT. Otherwise, it’s just cosplay and Donald Pleasence doesn’t care what you’re doing. You’ve seen it all before. You’re gonna see it again. You can see it here with Peter Cushing and shot in Greece in the 1970s. The stars phone it in and the director works around a skimpy budget. The film’s main innovation: the two Playboy bunny-worthy blonde bombshells in the cast. There’s Gelsomina (yep, that’s her name; only one word for maximum Eurotrash vibes) as a young, fully-developed archaeology enthusiast who must have had to struggle her way into the shortest, tightest denim shorts in movie history. Then there’s Luan Peters, who would have easily gotten a second look from Russ Meyer. Who needs good special effects or even a good script when you’ve got that? We should also mention that the music score is by none other than Brian Eno. Yep. Seriously. He provides a fine, competent bed of synthesizer horror movie menace while he put his best ideas into his solo albums.