Victor Carroon’s review published on Letterboxd:
“Have all the others, then, succumbed to Mark‘s distemper?”
The slowly, then suddenly, enveloping sense of oppression and hysteria are where this movie stands out, along with Haggard’s devotion to pure cinematic indulgence. It’s only really marred by the climax, in which the devil turns out to be as terrifying as one of those giant stuffed animals you win at county fairs (he falls apart about as easily, too). Still excellent, though; Tigon didn’t last long, but off the top of my head I can’t think of a Hammer film from the same time period that has as distinctive an aesthetic and narrative impact.