Noel Black made his name with a short entitled Skaterdater and he made Pretty Poison, which is an incredible movie but died at the box office. Then, his career fell apart. He said, "The gold-plated nail in my career coffin was pounded when, after the box-office failure of Pretty Poison, I accepted a dreadful project, Cover Me Babe, that never should have been made. I reckoned that it was better to stay active than to wait for a project I believed in. That was a mistake. It was followed by another mistake, Jennifer on My Mind, one of the dozens of unsuccessful drug pictures at the time."
After working in TV, he came back to the big screen - or tried to - with this film, which was originally called Marianne. It took six years to come out on video under the title Mirrors.
He also directed Mischief and Private School, two teen sex comedies that are way better than that genre may lead one to believe.
Marianne Whitman (Kitty Wynn, Sharon Spencer from The Exorcist) and her husband Gary (William Paul Burns) are on their honeymoon in New Orleans where she's soon the concern of a voodoo group who want to put another soul into her. To get what they want, they'll murder dogs and even her husband in a dust-delivered asthma attack which is really the wildest way someone dies in a 70s occult movie outside of The Omen's gore Rube Goldberg destructions of humanity.
Dr. Godard (Peter Donat) tries to help, but Marianne is trapped in a slow burn 70s possession film with an ambiguous ending. Visually, this is a great film. As for the story, well, it's a mess. It does have a great party scene - every 70s occult movie should - with Willie Tee And The Wild Magnolias funking it out.
I love this in spite of its problems.
After working in TV, he came back to the big screen - or tried to - with this film, which was originally called Marianne. It took six years to come out on video under the title Mirrors.
He also directed Mischief and Private School, two teen sex comedies that are way better than that genre may lead one to believe.
Marianne Whitman (Kitty Wynn, Sharon Spencer from The Exorcist) and her husband Gary (William Paul Burns) are on their honeymoon in New Orleans where she's soon the concern of a voodoo group who want to put another soul into her. To get what they want, they'll murder dogs and even her husband in a dust-delivered asthma attack which is really the wildest way someone dies in a 70s occult movie outside of The Omen's gore Rube Goldberg destructions of humanity.
Dr. Godard (Peter Donat) tries to help, but Marianne is trapped in a slow burn 70s possession film with an ambiguous ending. Visually, this is a great film. As for the story, well, it's a mess. It does have a great party scene - every 70s occult movie should - with Willie Tee And The Wild Magnolias funking it out.
I love this in spite of its problems.