Brotherhood of Satan is low-budget but Bernard McEveety succeeds in creating a certain atmosphere. The film’s big problem is that it is elliptically told – it takes a good two-thirds of the running time before one gets a picture of what is going on in the town. Even then it only disappointingly turns out to be the old standby of Satanists transferring their souls into the bodies of the young. A big mystery is made out of this in the film’s elliptical way – it never directly states that this is what is happening, there is only talk about needing thirteen children and then a surprise fadeout at the end on the children rescued but smiling a little too innocently. [Very similar ideas were conducted around the same time in the British horror film Nothing But the Night (1972)]. Bernard McEveety interestingly tries to set up a series of scenes that suggest that the adults are being killed by children’s toys, but this is an effect that never works – the attempts to build the toys into something threatening fails because the toys are static and no amount of editing successfully builds any threat. (The one exception is the scene where a toy soldier beheads the priest in silhouette).

Charles Bateman is stolid as the hero and Ahna Capri seems virtual wallpaper (it is never clear whether she is Bateman’s girlfriend or a second wife). However, some of the supporting characters, such as L.Q. Jones’s grizzled sheriff, are good. Strother Martin gives a performance full of sweaty, wheedling, cowardly imprecations and ferocious dominance that is fascinating to watch.