Robin Hardy directs Britannia Nicol, Graham McTavish and Honeysuckle Weeks in this rough sequel to his pagan classic The Wicker Man.

A late in the day legacy scarring retread of the horror classic with not an iota of the eerie inevitably, folk quirk or superior performances. Pantomime violence, acting and politics meet amateurish cinematography. Dimpled skin sex scenes half-heartedly stir a bland plot while you endure it all… at least hoping Christopher Lee’s cameo might perk things up. It doesn’t.

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