Robert Hartford-Davis' Incense for the Damned (currently available on DVD in the UK only under this spectacularly unimaginative alternative title) is, quite frankly, one of the worst films I've ever seen. With a cast that includes The Avengers' Patrick Macnee, horror icon Peter Cushing, The Devil Rides Out's Patrick Mower, and The Wicker Man's Edward Woodward, on paper the movie has potential; it is nominally the story of a young Oxford don who gets mixed up with a modern-day vampire cult in Greece, his subsequent rescue by a group of friends and investigators, and finally his return to England, unknowingly bringing the 'curse' back with him. But such a plot description does not do justice to the film's terrible execution; it is appallingly badly paced, for the most part weakly acted, has a plot that never gels, and suffers most from editing that renders it at best laughable and at worst utterly incomprehensible.
The film's problems can be blamed chiefly on the fact that it suffered from severe budgetary issues (the money apparently ran out during production); a final version of sorts was eventually edited together despite many scenes being unfilmed, a banal voice-over added, and then released only after the director had his name taken off the credits. The worst section of the film is the opening fifteen minutes, supposedly setting up the happenings in Greece, which looks like it was put together by a six year-old using a pair of rusty garden shears and a Pritt stick; after that it improves slightly but still makes very little sense, before the 'story' eventually returns to Oxford for a supposedly climactic closing section that just comes across as pointlessly bizarre. None of the 'name' actors do anything worthwhile here, so if you are a fan of Cushing or Macnee you won't miss much if you avoid this movie; though they are watchable when they are on screen, Cushing merely turns up at the very start of the film, then vanishes until ten minutes from the end, whilst top-billed Macnee is weirdly killed off at the halfway mark. Woodward has just one, very odd, expository scene about two-thirds the way through, whilst 'Medallion Man' Mower is an inadequate central protagonist on every level.
Incense for the Damned would be mediocre at best if it existed in a complete form (only a cretin would think it a good idea for a supposedly serious horror film to feature Macnee chasing the vampiric Imogen Hassall up a mountain on a donkey, or to cast Spike Milligan's stooge David Lodge as a Greek army officer); but in this hatchet-job version, it is unwatchably poor, and ranks as one of the very worst films of the 1960s.