The Conqueror Worm (1968)

Vincent Price is the Witchfinder General Matthew Hopkins (a real-life figure from the 1600s). He travels around England's countryside, taking gold from locals to sic his henchman on suspected witches. He's corruption cloaked in piety.

I'm sure this was daring for the time and thrillingly terrible when first shown in theaters, but it amounted to too much screaming and too little reason to care. There were boobs aplenty -- sometimes spattered with too-bright blood, production values on the level of Monty Python and the Holy Grail, and a weird tracking problem with one of the character's voices.

I was bored and that takes some doing in an 86-minute movie.

D+