A bad movie, but one that might entertain you if you enjoy watching a bad movie. This is a film constructed mainly of padding (so much padding), exposition, and leftover footage from other properties. John Carradine is inserted, several years after his death, via a fake Shemp and salvaged scenes and audio from another movie. Ed Wood would be proud. I'd be surprised if the inset TV segments with Cameron Mitchell, Brinke Stevens, and Dawn Whitman weren't also scrounged footage. The budget looks like it was similarly scraped together from whatever change the producers found in their couch one weekend. Much of it is just bad-bad, but there are moments of chaotic editing, sheer ridiculousness, and gratuitous content that sometimes elevates it to good-bad.
Review of Jack-O
