“Electrical accidents. Witches. Ghosts. Karate. Levitation. Snipers. Killer bedsheets. LSD. A serial killer mystery that winds up being the least important part of the story. What more could you ever want in a movie?” -- Liz, LETTERBOXD
By 1967, H.G. Lewis had cemented his reputation as a guts-squishing, scalp-splitting, tongue-ripping exploitation pioneer. From BLOOD FEAST to A TASTE OF BLOOD, Lewis practically trademarked the art of the $5 gore scene. And then he made SOMETHING WEIRD. Witches! Melting faces! Karate chops! LSD GHOST VIBES! That's what happens when an honest-ta-gahd psychic named James Hurley hires H.G. Lewis to direct a sincere expose on the mysteries of ESP and witchcraft. Where else are you going to see a grown man duke it out with his possessed bedsheets? We'll tell you -- NOWHERE! With weirdo in-camera effects -- just like Georges Méliès! -- and unexpectedly "slick" psychedelic aesthetics, SOMETHING WEIRD is the most overlooked gutter-horror movie of the 20th century. And probably the 30th century.