“Willy o’Winsbury” by a rag-tag brass band during the procession was menacing as well as idyllic.
“Summer Is Icumen In” sung with accompaniment by the same band to drown out the shrieks of the victims—sickening and terrible.
Paul Giovanni was a genius. Imagine what he’d be today had he lived.
Considering the hippies’ romantic fascination with paganism of the time, the film was a sobering revelation.
BTW, have you seen M. Night Shamalayans’ “The Village?”
“Willow’s Song” and that paper-thin wall.
Poor, sweaty Howie.
Somewhere around here I have The Wicker Man box set that I bought *years* ago.
It’s a wooden box with wood burned art on it and both the “release” and “uncut” versions of the movie.
I saw The Village and had the plot figured out in less than minutes.
:D