The influence of Jean Rollin is obvious in this close-to-unwatchable trash catalog of sleaze. It's flatly shot like a porn film, which tends to be the case with French horror movies. Maybe some like that style of photography. A husband and wife get involved with an insane cult of Satanists in the countryside when they should have been drinking wine and eating cheese in a bistro overlooking the Eiffel Tower.
Review of A Woman Possessed
