This is one of those films that you know kind of sucks but you still have to see. I usually hate spoilers, but I just have to say it: Frankie Avalon gets stabbed through his dick in this movie! There is a crotch stabbing, and the Big Kahuna gets it! And you also get to hear him talk about doing drugs with Mark Wynter of “Venus in Blue Jeans” fame, and get to see Carnaby Street in the late sixties, and get to see more go-go boots and false eyelashes than you’ve probably ever seen in a horror film!
The Pretty Things contributed at least one song to this soundtrack, “She Says Good Morning” from S.F. Sorrow no less, and it sounds to my ears like a differently mixed version than the one on the album. There’s also enough great incidental music by god-knows-who to groove on and make a whole soundtrack disc of. And while we’re talking about the great rock tie-ins that were, let’s not forget the tie-ins that could have been: both a young David Bowie, as well as Scott Walker, had been cast at one time or another for this feature, as well as Boris Karloff, who got too sick to play the detective (maybe it was the convoluted script).
Anyway, it was a great distraction to watch this and not think about the misery that is another work day tomorrow morning.