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Terror at Orgy Castle (1971)

Dir: Zoltan G. Spencer
Filmed completely silent (with dubbed on sound effects and music) the only
voice ever heard in this slice of cinematic weirdness is the narration from
the lead character, Bill (William Howard), who is on vacation with the lovely
Lisa.
The young couple decide to finish their vacation at a supposedly haunted medieval
castle, as its one place theyve never made love in!
They are met at the door by a moustached loon, whom Bill (in his oh so amusing
fashion) names Igor, who (to the strains of ominous organ music)
takes their luggage (Then he bugged off somewhere with our bags)
and leaves them waiting for the Countess Dominova (Holly Woodstar), who owns
the castle, to greet them.
And what a castle it is! Decorations include open coffins and a wooden cross
for tying people spread-eagled to!
The sinister Countess, in between eying up Lisa, informs the couple that her
ancestors had been burnt to death for practicing witchcraft! And with this bizarre
announcement ringing in their ears Lisa and Bill are led to their bedroom, If
we had only known what lay ahead for us , wed have split from that place
right away.
Five seconds after they enter the bedroom the couple are getting down to some
horizontal loving, Those old stones really turned her on.
The cheesy horror organ music is replaced with a slow, snare drum heavy, bit
of Jazz as they strip off (with delightfully blatant full frontal male nudity,
just to let us know that its all going to hang out in this flick) and
most certainly make themselves at home.
As we drifted off to sleep I had a strange feeling we hadnt been
alone in that room says Bill, and sure enough theres the now
topless Countess watching them through a magic-portal mirror in the bedroom!
Snooping around the castle Bill comes across (oooo!) the naked Countess in
a cellar room performing the ritual of much breast rubbing with
two equally naked women (including Jane Tsentas from The Adult Version
of Jekyll & Hide) before magically turning herself into a man!
Soon the sacred ritual of the lucky bastards is in full swing as
the threesome get down to some heavy oral explorations.
Swinging Bill is spotted by the Dominova though and flees the room. But there
is no escape for him as the Count/Countesss two naked Succubus helpers
are sent through the magic mirror to teach the nosy tourist a good, long, hard
lesson.
And soon its not just knackered Bill whos finding the vacation draining,
as Lisa to succumbs to the probing, licking, thrusting power of those that dwell
in the castle
.
The delightfully named Zoltan G. Spencer (who also helmed the John Holmes starring Danish and Blue) utilised the wonderfully theatrical sets from 1966s Dr. Terror's Gallery of Horrors to boost the production values of this bargain basement romp, and with no dialogue (bar narration) the budget (or lack thereof) is really hammered home. But as they say...its not what youve got but how you use it!

Although only a softcore movie, the nudity here is pretty explicit as both
male and female genitals are put under close scrutiny from every angle by the
probing camera. Basically, if its dangling enough and hairy enough its
on the screen in its all its glory! God Bless the 70s.
Sadly the actual sex is not as free, swinging, and fun as the nudity, and basically
its just a lot of less than subtlety blocked (to make sure you cant
see that nothing is actually happening), sedately paced fumbling and thrusting
with little in the way of excitement.
But hey, at least its frequent and staged in such a suitably cheesy fashion
that some trashy enjoyment can be had for those with a love for such cinematic
weirdness! And yes, I am one.
The sexual encounters at least have some unusual settings and elements.
A masked costume dinner scene (with much messy scoffing of foodstuffs) seems
like a bad idea at first as it slows the pacing to a crawl with seemingly endless
scenes of eating, but thankfully things pick up very nicely (and madly!) when
one of the female guests is tied naked to the wooden cross and has a rat on
a plate tied against her stomach!

And if that wasnt dubious enough two men then heat the bottom of the
plate to make the, increasingly sweaty , rat gnaw its way out via the
womans belly! Cue shots of blood running over pubic hair, as well as a
very noticeable cesarean scar (you have to love the keep it real
70s!). Lisa and I were completely turned off Bill unsurprisingly
announces before all is revealed to not be as it seems.
A weak, grape rubbing, orgy then follows with as much heat as an ice-cube.

The gender-changing threesome and Bills later bedroom seduction are handled
better, though they do go on for a bit too long.
The last big sex set-piece is set during a very tired Black Mass which sees much female and male nudity but rather lifeless humping.
Away from the nudity and general air of delightful weirdness it is Bill who
provides much of the entertainment.
Bill is a veritable font of bullshit, from melodramatic descriptions of whats
occurring, to half-arsed prophecies, his endless babbling is a joy to the ears.
Lisa was being prepared to be the Bride of the Devil! Righto
Bill, whatever you say.
We were modern victims of this medieval torment. Yes Bill,
okay, we get it!
The women, red eyed with unnatural lust, turned their attention to
me! Oh Bill, for Gods sake man!

The finale revelation actually sees the movie delivering (even in Bills dialogue) a nice bit of subversive sexuality that was sadly missing from much of the movie and its an effective way to end this flawed, bizarre, cheap and cheesy bit of fun.
Thanks to the marvellous Something Weird Video this dusty creation has been given new life (along with Walt Daviss Evil Come, Evil Go and Zoltans own Hand of Pleasure) on a triple-bill DVD and if there is nothing in Terror at Orgy Castle (certainly no terror and one poor excuse for an orgy) to change the World as we know it, it at least has that unmistakable 70s charm and is a pleasant, and hairy, enough way to spend 60 minutes.