Ever since D.W. Griffith's Intolerance (1916), moviemakers have known that the best excuse for filling can after can of nitrate with lustfully undulating flesh has been to show the evil sexual rituals of pagan Babylon, the naked sabbats of Inquisition-era witches, or modern-day Satanists who meet up in clandestine lodges to have wild, unbridled orgies under inverted pentagrams after they toss off their black, hooded robes and put on their goat-head masks... Link
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