Thehibikiew Not even bad in a good way

Rio Hayward All of these films share one commonality, that being a kind of emotional center that humanizes a cast of monsters.

Ava-Grace Willis Story: It's very simple but honestly that is fine.

Billy Ollie Through painfully honest and emotional moments, the movie becomes irresistibly relatable

JohnHowardReid Written and directed in a somewhat freewheeling style by Robert Thom who induces some good acting from his players that in turn increases the weird sort of horrible fascination that this film has. The empty, loveless but passionate real is cleverly juxtaposed with the nightmarish surreal. There are also some memorable characterizations, not least from Jordan Christopher as a flirting-with-Fate pop singer, and Holly Near as the fat and lonely little rich girl.Jennifer Jones here plays with an amoral bite that is far, far removed from her "Song of Bernadette".This film was obviously lensed at MGM Studios, using some of their technicians -- and that would certainly account for both the technical credits and the film's production values being well above AIP's average.

Wizard-8 American-International Pictures during the 1960s usually had a good idea of what their drive-in audience would like to see, but they really missed the boat with "Angel, Angel, Down We Go" (a.k.a. "Cult of the Damned"), which was a box office disappointment. Studio head Samuel Z. Arkoff theorized that the failure of the movie was because the characters in the movie simply were not sympathetic, and the movie was extremely downbeat. That's certainly true, but the movie has additional problems. It's also pretty slow, with its thin story stretched out to the breaking point. Also, I am not sure what point the movie was trying to make, unless it was that life is a real downer. The movie is sometimes directed in an eye-catching manner (particularly the opening minutes), but it doesn't manage to hide that the story and characters are drab and uninteresting. It took a long time for this movie to get a home video release, though if you ask me, it could have stayed in obscurity.

ccmiller1492 Title refers to a group of aimless wealthy international jet-setters who seem to have nothing better to do than repetitive, trashy sex and drugs. What they actually do best is interminable senseless babbling. Jennifer Jones' role as a former porn star cum parvenu socialite is an embarrassment, while Roddy McDowall is wasted. Jordan Christopher in his leading role is a great androgynous irritant performing several undistinguished "hip" songs such as "Angel, Angel Down We Go" and "Mother Lover" with all the spark of a wet fuse. He may have been a hot flash-in-the-pan in Britain but he deservedly fizzled fast possibly due to the contempt shown for audiences (particularly American) as evidenced here. Lou Rawls, in a useless token role would have been a much better choice at performing during the generous screen time allotted to music. Despite slick production values and the too-frequent artsy interposing of bizarre montages, the film, much like its opening and closing monologues evokes nothing more than empty delusions.

Infofreak A compelling, unjustly neglected piece of psychedelic trash exploitation that has to be seen (and heard!) to be believed! Fans of Beyond The Valley Of The Dolls, Charles Manson and The Monkees Head take note. You haven't lived until you've seen Roddy McDowall as a tripped out freak or hummed along with the Mann/Weil ditty about how groovy it is to be fat. And Bogart Peter Stuyvesant! Boy, they don't have names like that anymore. One part Jim Morrison and one part Lorenzo Saint DuBois. Start the revolution without him, PLEASE.Loved it!!