Review of Curse of the Fly (1965) by Richard D — 25 Sep 2016

When a movie starts with a girl in her underwear busting out of an asylum and tearing ass down a road in the middle of the night, it's a pretty safe bet that the film won't be dull. This second sequel to "The Fly" certainly isn't dull.

It may not make a ton of sense, but it's a lot of fun. Said girl runs into Martin Delambre (George Baker) on the road, and he picks her up and takes her to Montreal (after stealing some clothes for her from a clothesline).

He's almost inexplicably nice to her, buying her a hotel room, clothes and lending her money, and they end up marrying after two or three days. The problem is that neither of them are being totally honest with each other.

She neglects to mention that she was escaping from a loony bin when they met. He doesn't mention that his father (Brian Donlevy) is continuing the teleportation experiments of his father (see "The Fly") and have accidentally made barely human monsters out of two lab assistants and Martin's first wife.

Everything hits the fan pretty spectacularly with people getting teleported together into inhuman masses, axe murders, deformed ex-wives and Burt Kwouk!