Charthurst Green, Kent, 1966. Pauline Cox accompanies Mike Robins to a village cricket match in which he is playing, but becomes bored and wanders away. She fetches up at the local railway ... See full summary »
It's a number of years since I saw this film. It was aired one day by the BBC, in the early hours, as filling between two equally dreadful chat programs.
Think of Macbeth made by Ed Wood, a la Plan 9 from Outer Space, and you'll get the picture. It packs a lot in, what with the carefully-posed nude body of the murder victim being carried through the woods to the hut, some dreadful but unintentionally funny dialogue and stumbling acting and photography. For bad film buffs there is much to enjoy.
If you can get hold of a VHS copy of this, please burn it, unless your love of the macabre is matched by your love of poor film.