The Sorcerers
The Sorcerers
| 25 October 1967 (USA)
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The great hypnotist Professor Montserrat has developed a technique for controlling the minds, and sharing the sensations, of his subjects. He and his wife Estelle test the technique on Mike Roscoe, and enjoy 'being' the younger man. But Estelle soon grows to love the power of controlling Roscoe, and the vicarious pleasures that provides. How far will she go, and can the Professor restrain her in time?

Reviews
Mjeteconer Just perfect...
Siflutter It's easily one of the freshest, sharpest and most enjoyable films of this year.
Billie Morin This movie feels like it was made purely to piss off people who want good shows
Lucia Ayala It's simply great fun, a winsome film and an occasionally over-the-top luxury fantasy that never flags.
GL84 Perfecting a mind-control device, a doctor and his wife use it to live vicariously through a youth in mod London but when the results of the control bring about her dark side he attempts to regain control from her before it's too late.Overall there wasn't a whole lot to really like with this one. Among the biggest problems with this was the fact that hardly any kind of horror occurred during the first hour of this one, as this is taken up with the two going over the process for the experiment and how they're going to gather him as a subject before turning to the early parts of their control by letting him go about town meeting up with his friends. Since these are all innocent endeavors, from going out to the club and swimming and then later driving along the freeway on a motorcycle at top-speed, none of these scenes are all that frightening or even designed to be which in turn makes these scenes simply use watching people do bland, boring things since we can't undergo the experiences featured here and the end result is simply bland, boring and just not a horror film at all. Likewise, the fact that he's undergoing these kinds of scenes yet no one thinks anything is strange with his behavior is also pretty troublesome, as all of his mentions of blackouts and unaccounted behavior tend to ring pretty troubling alarms in his friends about his behavior yet nothing is done and everything continues on as normal. It's not until bodies start piling up that they start to think something may be wrong, and even then the situation isn't handled all that well as there's hardly anything done about this nor is there any carryover about his previous statements regarding his influences, in the end really tending to make this a pretty troublesome effort. When it does become a horror film, this one isn't bad as the stalking scenes are quite good with there being some tension in the wait for him to coil and snap, despite the kills themselves being pretty bland and thrill-less being forced to use obscured knifings or strangling to do this but in the end all is somewhat forgiven with a great action-packed car-chase through the streets of London that is quite fun and enjoyable whipping around at those speeds to make for quite a great time here in the final half. It's just that so much of what happened before wasn't that interesting.Today's Rating/PG-13: Violence, Language, sexual content and heavy smoking.
LeonLouisRicci Psychedelia, the Generation Gap, Mind Control, Serial Killer, and London's Swinging Sixties are Some of the Many Elements Explored in this Low-Budget, Artsy Film. One of Only a Few Directed by the Talented Michael Reeves Before His Accidental Overdose at the Age of 25.Boris Karloff was One of those Iconic Actors Willing to Work Until the Very End Like Lionel Barrymore and Vincent Price. He, a True Professional, Always Did What He Could with the Material and was Happy to Contribute as Well as Take Directorial Orders. This One, Along with Targets (1968) and The Raven (1963) were the Best of His Geezer Period.The Film is an Intense and Always Engaging Story of a Bored Young Adult, Ian Ogilvy in a Very Good Performance, Accepting an Invitation to "Experiment" with, Not LSD, but Electronic Hypnosis Brought On by Light and Sound Vibrations. The Scene When He is "Dosed" is a Window Into the Psychedelic Experience of Melting Colors and Wild Images.Katherine Lacy as Karloff's Insane Wife Adds Some Creepy Stuff as She Controls the "Patient". This is a Deep Movie Beneath the Surface and Provides More Philosophy and Intelligence than the Standard Horror/Sci-Fi Stuff of the Era. It is Not Only Literally Cerebral but Violent and Nasty and the Movie has an Ominous Tone that is Disturbing.A Must See for Fans of Cult Movies, the Sixties, Horror/Sci-Fi, and B-Movies. This Could be Called and Experimental Film and Fits Right In to the Changing Face of Cinema Starting in the Mid-Sixties.
JasparLamarCrabb Probably Boris Karloff's best late career film. Director Michael Reeves creates a real sense of dread as disgraced hypnotist Karloff and wife Catherine Lacey play mind control games with unsuspecting Ian Ogilvy. What starts out as pure science soon turns horrible as Lacey becomes overcome with greed and begins using Ogilivy to do her demented bidding...including murder. Reeves, who directed only three films before dying young, fills the film with a lot of odd touches --- note the name of Ogilvy's antique store! Stanley Long's cinematography captures the seedy side of swinging London. Karloff looks absolutely creepy in his old age and he's perfectly matched by Lacey. Susan George plays one of Ogilvy's unlucky gal pals.
rose-294 Poor Boris Karloff - star of Universal's monster classics and the films like Bedlam, for Pete's sake! - and poor, poor Catherine Lacey! They play an old couple, an inventor and his wife, who control the mind of the young man and force him to do crimes. OLD people forcing YOUNG man to do crimes!? Yes, that's the plot. This dull-as-dishwater, visually drab and ugly - hello, it is filmed in 1960s! - film is totally destroyed by it's sordid, nasty "message": old people, especially women, are convenient scapegoats when you are caught in the midst of violence and filthy perversions! When a young woman is killed by a young man in leeringly photographed scissors-penetrating-a-body-scene, this sexual murder is not his fault. Hello, how many rapist grannies you know? Zero? Yup, me too. Worst film from grossly overrated Reeves.