Dig it freaks! Waaay bad juju is going down in the quiet suburban streets of downtown Squaresville. While neighbours sleep, a group of hot mamas–butt naked except for short shoulder cloaks, masks and stockings–escort what looks like a bride–a woman in white–into a dimly lit basement. They move slowly, trance-like, carrying long tapered candles in front of them. Against the far wall, an altar where some bearded Daddio–dressed-up as Lucifer–and his old lady–a sassy Astarte–are waiting for them.
This little clip of your friendly neighbourhood Satanists comes from ye good old days your granny’s always talking about–you know the pitch: when an inch of stocking was supposedly shocking; when people talked to each other; when no one locked their front door at night; and everyone knew their neighbour.
Where this humdinger comes from–I haven’t a scooby. America? Germany? France? Who knows? Its lineage can be traced back to porn sites–posted as vintage titillation down to its nudity–but going by the comments there, none of the bright lights of Lucifer know the who, what, when, where, why of this appetiser. That it’s been professionally shot suggests it’s edited from a much longer film–a sexy home movie for the Hollywood coven? A stag film for those horny frat boys doing Demonology 101? Or a little something to get that orgy started?
Answers on a postcard please.
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