I have a question and it's pretty much easy : What is wonderful here ? My answer : Fairly totally NOTHING ! Maybe the idea of having, for the first time for me, a devil in a form of a baby. Before watching it, one of my friends deluded me that the talented voice of (Barry White) was being used in here. So I was thinking while observing the movie's condition something like "I CAN Get Enough of Your Love, Babe" !! The acting was between naive and frigid. I hated to see (F. Murray Abraham) in a role maybe he would've done better with another script or directing. The art direction was pathetic; as it seemed that the entire movie had been done in one, very small, studio. The production is the lowest element; it's not a TV work, it's a TV very poor work. All in all, it's extremely exotic and I don't mean the movie, but the way of making it like that. Undoubtedly, it's the worst (Faust) I have ever seen; it wasn't as great as the original story or even close. Why didn't they make it a comedy where the lead sings to the devil "I'll Do For You Anything You Want Me To", so the devil sings back "I've Got So Much To Give", and the lead replays "You're The First, The Last, My Everything" to have Mr. Lucifer "I'm Qualified To Satisfy You" ! It would've been one true hell of a musical comic horror in the honor of (Barry White) too ! However, they preferred to make this piece of work which will be unforgettable indeed, yet for its scanty level, so.. "See The Trouble With Me" !!! Maybe the movie's makers had been possessed by more powerful devils to do what they did. Actually during the end's sequence I found myself living the climax of the darkling literally. So while being that sick of it, I discovered how I sold my soul to a very silly devil for a 95 minutes of my life !!

First of all I thought it was naughty of them to say in the credits that the story and screenplay were by Preston Sturges. Sturges was one of the better Hollywood screenwriters until his talent faded and he retired. However, it wasn't the Preston Sturges, it was Preston Sturges, Jr. The story was essentially based on Robert Louis Stevenson's short story "The Bottle Imp". A good man comes into possession of an evil object that will grant him any wish but which will ultimately doom him to hell. That's fine. Nobody said screenwriters had to be original. The actors are generally pretty competent given the mediocre writing that they had to translate onto the screen. My biggest complaint comes with the ending. The hero thinks he has discovered a way out of his dilemma but tries to solve the problem in a somewhat different way in an attempt to save an innocent person. At first this seems to have worked but true to the code of the modern horror film, they feel they have to provide one last dollop of horror at the very end of the film. This is a stupid convention. The older horror films got along just fine with allowing the hero to win out at the end. There is nothing wrong with good triumphing over evil no matter what the current crop of film makers seems to think. You can give the audience a good healthy scare and still make them feel happy at the end. In fact, I think it's preferable.

Comments pretty much cover it - although it did 'catch' me and keep me to the end, I wasn't impressed with the ending - it lacked focus really - sort of lost it in the last quarter to be fair - but, and this is the point, it had enough to catch my attention in the beginning. Shame it lost it at the end though.If you pay for it, you will not receive value for money. If it's on TV it might be worth a background watch.

This film certainly has its faults but nothing is good except by comparison. And comparing this film to many of the popular scaries today indicates superiorities to most. It builds on authentic information in the auto restoration area and the nature of expensive collectables. Its horror has a much more legitimate base than most of the currrent horror offerings. It also is very effectively nuanced in many ways.The acting is surprisingly good. People who gave this a low ranking either don't like the genre (fair enough) or are too dense to respond to a genuinely good film.