Tied for the best movie I have ever seen

Most undeservingly overhyped movie of all time??

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The plot isn't so bad, but the pace of storytelling is too slow which makes people bored. Certain moments are so obvious and unnecessary for the main plot. I would've fast-forwarded those moments if it was an online streaming. The ending looks like implying a sequel, not sure if this movie will get one

Never has a mere ring been such a powerful weapon - not even Tolkien's ring, and certainly no "pineal ring". Then again, there never WAS such a thing as a pineal ring in any type of fiction before - because no B-movie or pulp novel was ever this stupid. (OK, so there are lot worse movies, but only the Z-category ones). The Leech Woman, previously without any formal combat training, uses her pointy little ring to kill with such ease and efficiency; even Bruce Lee and Chuck Norris are red with envy. Cinema's first alcoholic female ninja?TLW also features one huge plot-hole, and an enormously dumb plot-device.The plot-hole. It is never explained WHY the 152 year-old black woman decided to pay Neil's office a visit. Judging from what transpired in "Africa", I can only make the following deduction: she decided that she had to finally die, so she thought "oh, what the hell, before I trek to Africa I'll just go to this guy's office, he keeps appearing in my dream so obviously I gotta lull him into his death somehow". There is some vague talk of needing funds to travel to Africa, and reoccurring dreams, but none of this adds up to much. Even if she did need the money, there is no real reason why she'd have them all killed. Perhaps the MST3K guys were right with their finishing quip: "old women are evil." Perhaps this is the movie's message. Certainly the Leech Woman goes into evilness overdrive once her predictable aging process accelerates.The amazingly daft plot-device. The Leach Woman regains her youth, suddenly becoming... startlingly average-looking, actually. The movie's make-up department essentially just threw mud on her face for the early scenes, so that when she sucks in the rejuvenating pineal concoction they could simply wash her face to create the effect of regained youth. (And what an effect it is! Hilarious.) Nevertheless, her nothing-special, washed-face looks are enough to break off a young couple's engagement and ruin their relationship within MINUTES. Literally! The young lawyer acts as if he'd seen the most ravishing woman in the history of mankind and proceeds to flirt with Leech Woman right in front of his fiancée's nose! Some of the best riffing revolves around these ridiculous scenes.There is a particularly absurd, unintentionally comical scene when the lawyer and Leech start getting all touchy-feely in her house – while his fiancée impatiently sits in the car outside and honks. ZAZ couldn't have written a sillier scene if they wanted to. To make things even more bizarre, the lawyer actually proposes marriage to her that very same day! The writer of this low-budget hooey must have confused this script with some other Leech-like B-script that he'd been writing, which has Leech hypnotizing men into sexual submission. As cretinous as it is, nobody can accuse this film of being totally predictable. What starts off as yet another goofy African adventure develops into a stereotypical dumb vampire movie, with the only difference that Leech doesn't seek the blood of her victims but their pineal juice. Some viewers may construe this as a "touch of originality". Well, good luck to them.Every single character in this movie is a potential or actual murderer. The world Leech & Co inhabit is an immoral, anarchic mess. Given sufficient script time, I do not doubt that the writer would have figured out a way to make the detectives kill an innocent person as well, or at least try to.This flick is so wonderfully retarded, it provides for ample ridicule, and is one of the best MST3K-riffed episodes.

Much more thoughtful and intelligent than its misleading title implies, this film transcends its B movie quickie roots to offer plenty of startlingly incisive and provocative spot-on commentary on Amercia's obsession with staying forever young at any cost and our society's shallow overemphasis on attractive physical appearances. Coleen Gray gives a strong and sympathetic performance as June Talbot, a bitter and unhappy middle-aged woman who's stuck in a lousy marriage with the mean and uncaring Dr. Paul Talbot (well played by Phillip Terry). After discovering a rare compound on a jungle expedition that enables her to become young again, June soon discovers that its effects are only temporary and that she has to continue killing folks for a certain fluid in the human body that makes the compound work. Director Edward Dein and screenwriter David Duncan treat the potentially hokey premise with unexpected and hence refreshing taste and smarts; they eschew the standard cheap scares in favor of concocting a tragic parable on the harsh spiritual price one must pay in the ruthless pursuit of immortality. The uniformly sound acting from the able cast further elevates the overall solid quality of this movie: Gray excels in the lead, with bang-up support from Grant Williams as handsome and lustful attorney Neil Foster, Gloria Talbott as Neil's pretty and jealous nurse girlfriend Sally, John Van Dreelan as suave, but untrustworthy jungle guide Betram Garvay, Estelle Hemsley as the nice and wizened Old Malla, Kim Hamilton as the gorgeous, yet wicked Young Malla, and Arthur Batanides as slimy heel conman Jerry. Both Ellis W. Carter's sharp cinematography and Irving Getz's spare and unobtrusive score are up to speed. Kudos are also in order for the excellent and convincing make-up. A neat little sleeper.

I sat down to watch this movie expecting to see a woman with a big rubber leech head chasing people around but it turns out Leech Woman offers something slightly more sophisticated. The story is that a scientist and his estranged wife head off to Africa to search for the fabled elixir of hokum which turns women young again. Obviously these days it would be a waste of time because every second advert I see for toothpaste or shampoo offers time renewal, time protection and suchlike whatever that means.One thing I liked about this movie was the way that every single character is awful in some way. There's a good story though it is a bit slow to start with. Some viewers have moaned about the rather obvious stock footage but anyone who is a fan of movies of this era will recognise it as just par for the course on a quick cheapie like this.Give it a try, despite the tacky name it's quite a good story and worth a watch.

Colleen Gray, the leech woman of the title, was born in Nebraska, a farmer's daughter, and she looked it, cream-fed, sort of, as fresh and pretty as a field of sunflowers. She really was active for only three or four years, from, say, 1947 to 1951. Her clean, conventional Midwestern beauty notwithstanding, her career never took off and this film gives some indication of why it didn't. Her range as an actress was limited. She was perfect as the tough, loyal, and cheerful wife or girlfriend of the hero in "Kiss of Death". In "The Leech Woman" she's required to display a wide range of emotions and to do technical tricks with her voice and body, and she's not convincing in the role.Not that the role deserves more talent than she was able to bring to it. The story is disjointed and primitive in outline and execution. I've seen better stories in comic books from the 1950s.Try to follow this. I'll make it as painless as possible. Philip Terry is a practicing endocrinologist. (Kids, that's a gland specialist.) Gray is his alcoholic wife. Both are middle aged. Terry discovers from one of his patients that there is a youth elixir used by a "tribe" in Africa. It changes you from old to young but after it wears off in a day or so, you die. Terry hustles his wife along as he follows his patient back to her tribe on a "trek." The "jungle" is a studio set and the general atmosphere and iconography is that of the 19th century. Everyone dresses in pith helmets and safari jackets from Banana Republic, probably leased with an option to purchase. Once in a while the safari stops and someone points off screen and some stock footage is inserted of a monkey in a tree, a shuffling pair of lions, or a crocodile sloshing into a river.They arrive at the "native village", where Terry's patient tells them the secret of the youth elixir. In fact, she demonstrates how it works. You see, you have to drink an infusion of something that comes from a rare orchid and -- oh, yes, you have to chase it with some fluid from somebody else's lanced pineal gland. Good for the user, bad for the poor guy who sacrifices his pineal gland. Well, I'll tell you, it certainly does a job on Terry's original elderly African-American old lady. Behind a puff of smoke she turns into a knockout.Terry then insists that his wife try it. It will bring them together again. She's so grateful that she weeps against Terry's chest, but Terry is too stupid to shut up. He goes on oleaginously about how lovely she will be again. I think any red-blooded male will know where Terry is coming from. Colleen Gray certainly does, and she's bitterly disappointed. So when the time comes for her to be transformed into a youthful girl again and she can pick any man she wants as the pineal provider, she picks -- Terry! She may be middle aged and debauched, but she's not brain dead.Poof, and she's a beauty again, at Terry's expense. (The potion gives you a new hair style too.) Actually she was 37 when this was shot and she looks quite alright, having only acquired a bit more heft since "Nightmare Alley" and having come to resemble Anita Ekberg, another actress of the same period, only without the mass. This isn't so evident until we get back to the states, where she poses as her own niece, flipping back and forth from old age to youth again, depending on the availability of hapless pineal providers. Back home, she's all glamorized while playing her niece and trying to seduce her lawyer. She wears dresses with tight bodices, cinched waists, and troublingly tight skirts. "Troublingly" because it must be hell, trying to walk in them. Or so I imagine. I wouldn't know. I don't wear dresses myself except for exceptionally important dates on Saturday nights.But why go on with this slapdash farce? The cops discover her secret, track her down, and while she ages on screen under the horrified stares of the two detectives and her lawyer/lover, she falls or throws herself out of a window and crashes to earth, dead and withered.There's something to be said for being old and dying. It's the great leveler. "Golden girls and lads all must/ as chimney-sweepers, come to dust." It doesn't matter if you're a knave or a king. Or, as the stereotypical Great White Hunter advised Gray back in Africa, "There is only one trouble with running away. You always meet yourself when you get there." Now, I don't know if the writers were dabbling in the space-time continuum or Four Quartets, but Einstein or Eliot, they managed to hit the nail on the head. The only way to deal with old age and impending doom is not through this obsolescent impulse to be beautiful for him, but to do it the French way. You shake your gray hair, shrug your arthritic shoulders, and say, "Pass the wine and the escargot, please." You say it in French, of course.