UNSUNG HORRORS HORROR GIVES BACK 2024: Curse of the Headless Horseman (1972)

Each October, the Unsung Horrors podcast does a month of themed movies. This year they will once again be setting up a fundraiser to benefit Best Friends, which is working to save the lives of cats and dogs all across America, giving pets second chances and happy homes.

Today’s theme: Birth year

The Legend of the Tamal Moon informs a bunch of hippies that the longer they stay, the greater the chance that a Headless Horseman, searching forever for eight gunfighters, will appear to them all. But hey, Mark (Marland Proctor) inherited this place from his Uncle Callahan and has six months to make it profitable, so he gathers up all his pals and they decide to put on wild west shows because we wouldn’t have a movie otherwise. If he fails, Solomon the Caretaker (B.G. Fisher), who is at once the old man who warns everyone and kind of the Scooby-Doo villain, will get the ranch.

“It is beginning again. It is beginning again. It is beginning again. The story will be told but non-believers…are doomed.”

This is a film that teaches us that pizza is the nectar of the gods, a narrator that says things like “Remember childhood innocence and freedom? Remember it, for it is gone now,” a hippie girls freaking out very very badly on acid and the day for night having its own freakout along with her, a sexual assault soundtracked by a cover of Bob Dylan’s “You Ain’t Goin’ Nowhere,” improv theater, the blood drinking Baroness Isabelle Collin Dufresne who shows up with a Superman lunchbox and holy cow, that’s Factory Superstar Ultra Violet, that same hippie girl being attacked by the Headless Horseman who swings his own head at her which covers her in blood while she seemingly has an orgasm and, at the risk of making this more of a run-on sentence, an amazing twist to the ending.

Director John Kirkland would also make Pornography In Hollywood, while writer Kenn Riche only made this. It’s a mess, but a wonderful one, a movie that starts stupid, gets stupider and then gives you moments of artistic brilliance and you wonder, “How did we get here?”

You can watch this on Tubi.