Dr.
Garondet (Francis Valladares) is summoned to the castle of Dr. Orloff (Howard
Vernon) to treat a mysterious patient. When he arrives, he is given the cold shoulder
by all the servants who try to impress upon him his services are not
required. Garondet does some snooping
around the castle and eventually learns Orloff has created an Invisible Man who
has sinister, lusty urges.
This
was the fifth of seven Dr. Orloff movies and only one of two that weren’t
directed by Jess Franco. In his place,
we have Pierre (Panther Squad) Chevalier, and he does a competent enough job. (He delivers at least one genuinely
spinetingling shot of a funeral procession walking past a lake.) I suspect Franco would’ve ratcheted up the
sleaze factor a bit more, but Orloff Against the Invisible Man is a decent
enough slice of exploitation hokum.
The
set-up is extremely sluggish though.
Valladares’ dull performance doesn’t especially help to perk things
up. However, if you’re patient enough,
you’ll be treated to an atmospheric flashback sequence involving a pair of
horny grave robbers. This stretch of the
film is a lot of fun, and taken on its own terms, would’ve made a great chapter
in an anthology horror movie.
The
Invisible Man effects are surprisingly well done. There aren’t many of them, and they are all
rather brief. However, there aren’t any
visible strings when books and food trays and what-have-yous are floating
around in thin air. The invisible rape
scene isn’t a patch on the one found in The Entity, but it does feature a woman
writhing naked on a bale of hay while the camera zooms in and out awkwardly to
simulate the invisible thrusting, so it has that going for it.
All
this seems like your typical invisible rapist movie until the finale when the
Invisible Man gets hit with a bag of flour and you can at last see what he
really looks like. I wouldn’t dream of
spoiling his appearance, but the big reveal retroactively adds another uneasy
layer to the film’s overall sleaziness. I will spoil the fact that the title is
misleading as Orloff doesn’t fight the Invisible Man. I have to deduct a Half Star from any flick
that promises the sight (heh) of Howard Vernon air wrestling an alleged Invisible
Man and then doesn’t deliver.
AKA: Orloff and the Invisible Man. AKA:
The Invisible Ghost. AKA: Love Life of the Invisible Man. AKA:
Dr Orloff’s Invisible Monster.