Review – The Wicker Man

If fate is kind, this is the only Druid nudie musical that will ever be preserved on grainy celluloid. I suppose the concept has some potential; a better movie might have been made out of the conflict between a stodgy British constable and the inhabitants of a small Scottish island with strange ways and dark secrets. But here the locals’ pagan faith has apparently turned them into a pack of sex-obsessed, folk-song-singing nutbars. Of course, being led by Christopher Lee, in an uncharacteristically flaky performance as the drag-wearing Lord Summerisle, can’t help matters much. Further, the flick is a little rough on the animals, particularly toward the end. On the other hand, by that point the movie is rough on just about everyone, particularly the audience. See if desperate