A ★★★★ review of The Manitou (1978)
I haven't thought about The Manitou in decades. I watched it once on a black-and-white TV in 1979, heavily censored and airing at midnight on a late-night TV show called Creature Features. It melted my 12-year-old brain. I didn’t know what I was watching, only that it was terrifying, weird, and absolutely unforgettable. Then, nearly fifty years later, I came across a review for this from olivia, whose movie tastes are generally different than mine. Like a psychic tumor stirring beneath the surface, The Manitou burst back into my consciousness. And holy mother of Misquamacus, I wasn’t prepared for the
