IN regards to viewers who may have seen THE RETURNING movie permit me to say that the version that has been peddled on the internet is not the real print or the final product that my company produced back in 1983. There has been a copy-right infringement of this film. Given the parasitic impulse and nature of some individuals- this perhaps is not surprising or unusual. Somehow, somewhere some character(s) or entity got hold of a tape of the film THE RETURNING and began to illegally peddle it. Also other characters out there- in order to hide and cover-up their illegal activity re-titled THE RETURNING:-- WITCH DOCTOR - being one of their cover-ups. We at Willow Productions will in the very near future submit the proper and legal version of the film THE RETURNING. Sincere apologies to all who may have- with good intentions- paid a fee to see such an illegal and inferior product. Gabriel Walsh : President : Willow Productions. Co. Ltd.

Some of my mates and I deliberately seek out obscure, weird and bad horror movies; particularly from the 1980's. Yes, we're totally nuts, but that's beside the point. Needless to say we've seen some crazy stuff over the years already. We've seen films that vary from cheap and bizarre but imaginative towards cheap, bad and too utterly demented for words. "The Returning" simply has got to be one of the most inexplicably nonsensical things we've ever laid our hands on. The film is a strange kind of amalgamation of themes & tones, like drama vs. horror and psychology vs. revenge. I'm almost tempted to claim director Joel Bender and writer Patrick Nash attempted to accomplish something experimental and artistic, but sadly it just got categorized as tacky "Indian Curse" horror from the early 80's, like there are dozens of them. The plot introduces the Ophir family from Utah. Father John and son Billy are obsessed with collecting ancient Indian relics, so each year the family heads out to the Mojave Desert to find new rocks, arrow heads and whatever they can find. During the last holiday, Billy brought back a unique pair of stones that occasionally "glow". A few weeks later, however, Billy tragically dies when a trucker hits his bike. Heavily struggling with grief, his father becomes "possessed" with the power of the stones. He starts to behave like his 12-year-old son and does all sort of macabre stuff, like digging up the corpse, speaking long-dead Native Indian languages and attacking school teachers. He also tracks down his son's killer, even though this man – a former alcoholic – is heartbroken over the accident as well. The stones eventually turn out to home the spirits of two competitive Indian warriors that never had a chance to settle their vendetta. Admittedly the plot description of "The Returning" sounds like very interesting and compelling, and it basically is, but the elaboration is incredibly amateurish and incoherent. Any given random sequence in this film lasts approximately 10 seconds and then the action cuts to something entirely different and often irrelevant. Even though some of the characters deserve it (like the mother), you simply can't grow compassionate for them because their sentiments remain underdeveloped. The editing and narrative structure of this production is horrible and it doesn't allow you to contemplate about the suppressed themes, like Indian mythology and reincarnation. Strictly speaking as a fanatic 80's horror buff, "The Returning" certainly isn't worth tracking down, neither. There are some remotely unsettling images (the sight of a grown man on a swing creeps me out, for some reason) and a decent moody atmosphere throughout, but there aren't any moments of true "horror" to be found in this film. Soap-opera elements really don't mix with horror, so don't expect nasty murders or eerie demons.

Where did this one come from?! The ingredients are there for something special, but what only occurs is an interestingly baffling curio. Mainly the bugs come from its big intentions, for such an ultra-limited production the execution comes off being creaky. Despite building mystic atmospherics and getting an eerie vibe, the ambitiously original concept (Native American spirituality) is not as well told or developed as it could have been. To tell the truth it's messy, but so unusual that it had me compelled. For long stretches not much would happen with it focusing either on trippy visuals (oh look at the pretty glowing colours) and moody performances that were led by a largely worded script. It could wallow on at times, but the low-temperament styling lent well to the melancholy and scarred nature of the story. How to explain without spoiling. Quite tough. A family is struck with grief when their young son is killed in a car accident. It hits the father hard, and something about some rocks that he son had collected on a camping trip begins to have an influence over him mentally. His wife is worried, as his state of mind baffles everyone around him. That'll do. Although the ending was a bit of a let down. The structure of the story was rather second-rate with lazy stabs of fading cutaways and hacked-up editing. However location photography was fluidly formatted with the breathtaking Utah backdrop and there were some creative tilt angle framing and light filtering. So there was an adventurous side and also add Harry Manfredini's oddly, uncanny smörgåsbord of a music score too. The effects are the low-rent side, but resourcefully used. Susan Strasberg, Gabriel Walsh, and Victor Arnold give fine performances. Strasberg especially so, and Ruth Warrick gives able support. It might not eventuate to much, but it has some appeal.

While camping on a Utah Indian reservation with his parents, young Jason finds a strange-looking black rock and brings it back to his suburban home where some kind of ancient spirit is released. The boy is run over and killed by a distraught truck driver (who seems to be psychically tuned-in to what's happening) and the father becomes possessed by the little boy's spirit and starts acting weird. He starts speaking in an Indian dialect, beats a schoolteacher up, tries to burn down the house, hears voices, digs up the dead son's corpse and brings him back to the house, while his wife (Susan Strasberg) just tries to make sense of it all.The final plot revelation has to do with warring Indian spirits, an ugly medicine man and reincarnation. There are a few good ideas here and it tries to tie up all the loose ends toward the conclusion (after a terrible opening hour), but it's also ineptly edited and paced by people who don't understand the importance of continuity and scene structure.You can tell the music is by Harry Manfredini, because much of it sounds just like his scores for the Friday THE 13TH movies.