Review of The Manitou

I'm starting to really like William Girdler and I'm eager to check out more of his films. After having immensely enjoyed his "JAWS With Claws" feature GRIZZLY, next up on my plate was this insanely amusing ride into suspenseful senility. THE MANITOU is as crazy as, let's say, Uli Lommel's THE BOOGEYMAN, but it's also a better, more entertaining movie. A girl grows a tumor on her back which is in fact the reincarnation of an ancient evil Indian medicine man. We get: A spooky séance, possession, Indian mumbo-jumbo, Manitou machine spirits, an exploding body and a hole hospital that turns into a hellish frozen inferno of cosmic proportions near the end with a topless Susan Strasberg floating on a bed in space. Totally bonkers, baby! And that midget Manitou creep looked evil as *beep*. Throw your sense of logic out the window and come fly with this spirited B-movie of an epic grandeur unlike others.