How bad is it? Little blood, no orgy, questionable she-devils, to start with: poor.
Should you see it? No - unless you're a Ted Mikels fan.
Director Ted V. Mikels filmed this in his castle outside Las Vegas, with additional scenes at a castle I think is near Death Valley. A witch queen lives with her coven (apparently of she-devils) in said castle and is sought by a foreign agent intent on killing the Rhodesian ambassador to the U.N. with witchcraft. Psychic powers shatter a wine glass. A psychiatrist who is also a white witch, aided by three scientists, investigate. A cat gets killed. A high priest gets resurrected. An unseen power shakes the house. There's an exorcism. The witch, now a bat, gets burnt. It's underlit, the sound is post-synched, a boom mic makes an appearance and a medieval witch wears blue jeans. In a flashback, the Pope has a woman stoned. The main character stage acts all of her lines; during the seance, her "Indian" spirit is truly truly awful: "You no wantum papoose." There's a lot of gobbledygook mumbo-jumbo and some amusing dancing by the "she-devils," who were women who lived rent-free with Mikels and hoped to break into movies in the worst way. This was the worst way.
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