The Blood on Satan's Claw

Perfectly adequate but unremarkable progenitor of the folk horror genre. Imagine if the origin of the cult in Children Of The Corn was stretched to an entire movie, and took place in 1600’s rural England. It’s nicely shot, the acting is fine, and there’s some bonkers stuff in here for 1971, but it all feels too drawn out, the score is terrible (xylophones should only be used to set the mood for a cartoon burglar trying to break into a house, not a Satanic cult) and the climax is laughably bad. Didn’t hate it, didn’t love it. It just exists.