Just watched a Boris Karloff film that I'd not seen before, "The Sorcerers" (1967). In this one, Karloff plays a scientist and hypnotist who has come up with a gizmo that will enable him to control others telepathically, long distance, while at the same time feeling that person's emotions. He and his wife use the gizmo to take control over a mod swinging Londoner (Ian Ogilvy). The two coerce the lad to swim in a pool and speed on a motorcycle, and experience all those feelings in their apartment. But soon, the wife (Catherine Lacey) gets a little too intoxicated with the experiences, and forces Ian into even further deeds for her own pleasure: stealing a fur coat from a store, and even serial killing! This film is surprisingly well done, and features some interesting directorial touches from Michael "The Conqueror Worm" Reeve. It's a bit disconcerting to see Karloff in a film along with psychedelic images and groovy rock music, but he is excellent, as always, even at this late stage in his career. The film builds to a logical and downbeat conclusion, typical for Reeve, and is really a most satisfying experience. I was very pleased at how fine a film this one turned out to be....
Review of The Sorcerers
