Friday, 14 July 2023

Preacherman (1971)

 


Preacherman is the magnum opus of Albert T. Viola, a fella who went down to North Carolina to write and direct the movie, as well as star in it under the name Amos Huxley, which also happens to be the name of his character in the film too.  Ol’ Amos is a phoney circuit preacher who is out to fill his pockets with the money of other men, and fill his bed with the wives and daughters of other men, all the while pretending to preach the word of the lord.  When we first meet Ol’ Amos, he already in the process of doing somebody wrong, by making out with the Sheriff’s daughter in a hayloft.  For that bit of loving Amos gets run out of town and beaten up by the no good Sheriff Zero Bull, and his dim witted deputy Leon.  Amos is down but not out, and lands back on his feet when he is picked up at the side of the road by Judd Crabtree, a simple farmer, who lives with his daughter Mary Lou, a little hussy whose nympho tendencies make her an awfully popular gal with the local boys.  She’s the type of fallen angel that Amos Huxley is only too happy to take under his amorous wings.  Masquerading as ‘The Angel Leroy’, Amos gets to have his wicked way with Mary Lou on a nightly basis, while sending her father out to stand in a field yelling ‘Leroy...Leroy...Leroy’ all night. Pretty soon, Amos has the entire community wrapped around his little finger, and running moonshine for him, under the pretext of raising money to build a church.

Albert T. Viola in Preacherman is a perfect example of what Bill Landis talks about in the Sleazoid Express book, when he points out that exploitation films can often surprise you with performances by ‘relatively unknown but brilliant actors’.  Viola is a force of nature in this film, an extremely confident, born performer.  You can well believe Viola could have successfully pulled off this phoney preacher routine in real life, possibly travelling around the South both swindling and seducing was a fantasy of his, but when push came to shove he chickened out, and went for the safer option of playing it out in a movie instead.  Another important character in the creation of the film was W. Henry Smith, who also plays the one-armed Brother Henry in the film.  Smith had met Albert T. Viola in New York, where Viola had been involved in stage plays and directing skin flicks.  Between them they cooked up the ambitious idea to create a film industry in North Carolina, and formed the Preacherman Corporation, with an idea of making movies that would play to the good ol’ boy sensibilities of the Southern Drive-In circuit.  The cast of Preacherman did include a few out of towners, including Brooklyn born Ilene Kristen, who plays Mary Lou and is the big success of Preacherman in terms of having had a lengthy acting career.  There’s some confusion over whether Viola himself was from Brooklyn or San Antonio.  In early publicity for the film it was announced that a New York actor called Patrick McDermott, who’d played the junkie boyfriend in ‘Joe’, had been cast in Preacherman.  Evidentially, that didn’t work out as McDermott isn’t in the film, and stayed in NYC to appear in an obscure, little known film called The French Connection (saying that, he didn’t do much else). For the most part however what you are seeing are local stage actors, technicians and musicians, the financing was also kept local, with the moneymen for the film mostly being people who owned movie theatres and drive-ins.  An aspect to the production that generated allot of good publicity in the North Carolina press, and snowballed into goodwill for the Preacherman Corporation to succeed.  In true regional filmmaking fashion, Preacherman was mainly shot at a pig farm in Monroe, the Grover C. Baucom farm...should you ever want to go on a Preacherman themed pilgrimage.  It was made in sixteen days, and reportedly didn’t come without its fair share of off-screen drama.  It’s said to have rained continually for nine days of the shoot, necessitating that several scenes be moved indoors.  There was also an incident when a car full of drunken guys showed up on set and demanded to play roles in the film.  As they had guns and weren’t going to take ‘no’ for an answer, the quick thinking Viola pretended to turn the camera on them for several minutes, which apparently pacified them.  The rain and the hassle all turned out to be worth it however, as Preacherman was a phenomenon at the Southern Drive-Ins.  I’ve seen the budget for the film quoted at around 50 to 200 thousand, and it’s said to have made around 7 million in its first year of release.  Preacherman played the Drive-Ins with a re-issue of Cottonpickin’ Chickenpickers (1967), a wacky comedy starring country music stars.  It also headlined a double-bill with ‘The Body Shop’ (1973) another North Carolina production, written and directed by J.G. ‘Pat’ Patterson, who was also the production manager on Preacherman, the world of low-budget North Carolina filmmaking being a small one indeed.  The Body Shop also featured actor Bill Simpson, who played Sheriff Zero Bull in Preacherman, as a Sheriff who is chasing down moonshiners, providing a case for The Body Shop and Preacherman being part of a shared cinematic universe. 

Such was the popularity of Preacherman, that it created a demand for a family friendly version of the film.  As there have been uncut and cut versions of the film in circulation over the years.  Unfortunately when Preacherman was committed to videotape, it was the censored version...which removes all of the nudity and the swearing...that was released on VHS in America by Paragon.  The cut version was also the one released on video in the UK, and it doesn’t look like the full version made it to tape until the mid-1990s, when Troma released it on video. 



Given the runaway success of Preacherman, its surprising that the 1973 sequel ‘Preacherman Meets Widderwoman’ didn’t have the same staying power, and has all but dropped off the face of the earth...because if you do manage to track down the sequel, it really is just more of the same, and doesn’t divert from the formula, they even do the ‘Angel Leroy’ routine again.  The only difference between Preacherman meets Widderwoman and its predecessor is that the sequel is a PG, with one of the producers making a point of mentioning that it didn’t contain any nudity, violence or profanity.  Which may have caused some damage at the box-office.  Such is the obscurity of Preacherman meets Widderwoman, that for years people speculated that the sequel was never made, never released or was simply a re-titling of the first film.  The only place in the world that Preacherman meets Widderwoman was released on video was in the UK, by a company called A.T.A.  It’s one of those cases where you do have to wonder just where those UK video companies were getting hold of these movies.  Preacherman meets Widderwoman only had a limited release in the Southern states of America, so how did a copy of the film end up in Surrey, which is where A.T.A were based, and sure is a long way from North Carolina. 

Viola jumped ship after Preacherman meets Widderwoman, but W. Henry Smith kept the dream alive of creating a film industry in North Carolina for many years.  Following on the two Preacherman films with likeminded Southern Drive-In fare ....Hot Summer in Barefoot County (1974), Trucker’s Woman (1975), and Redneck Miller (1976).  The first Preacherman and Hot Summer in Barefoot County eventually made it out of the South when Troma picked up the rights to those two.  Preacherman belatedly showed up on 42nd Street in January 1982, where it played at the New Amsterdam as the co-feature to Troma’s sex comedy ‘Squeeze Play’.  A Double-bill that Troma simultaneously rolled out at theatres and drive-ins in the New York area.  It also played in Jersey City for a time as the bottom half of a double-bill with Russ Meyer’s Beneath the Valley of the Ultravixens. 

In the Sleazoid Express book, Bill Landis talked about how the tropical locations of Blind Rage (1978) worked a treat on an audience watching it at a chilly grindhouse during a New York winter, and I suspect the North Carolina locations of Preacherman may have had a similar appeal to a 42nd street audience.  If you’re living cramped up, New York style, drowning in sleaze, and surrounded by miserable junkies, homeless people and streetwalkers, then the allure of the simpler life, wide open spaces and fresh country air of North Carolina must have felt like a world you’d be happy to get lost in for 90 minutes or so.   



Although it is dominated by horndog humour and Southern stereotypes, there is a real personality and heart to Preacherman.  The irony of Amos Huxley is that he does inadvertently enrich the lives of the people he’d set out to scam.  He gives Judd back a purpose in life, the community prospers by his restarting of the moonshine operation.  Despite his best efforts he leads Mary Lou in the direction of monogamy and true love, and he also deters men from having unnatural relations with chickens...cottonpickin’ chickenfuckers.  Amos Huxley does accidentally do allot of good, and that combined with Viola’s extremely likeable performances, generally succeeds in winning over the audience, and has them rooting for Amos to get away from the law at the end.

In the Sleazoid Express book, Bill did enter a few pieces of bad information into circulation.  He claimed the film came out of Long Island, and credits it with featuring a ‘sizzling, slutty cameo’ from Jeramie Rain, who doesn’t show up until the sequel Preacherman meets Widderwoman, and its more than just a cameo. She plays the Widderwoman’s daughter, the sequels’ equivalent to Mary Lou.  Bill also thought the film features a last minute appearance from Roxanne Brewer, a famous big bust model, of Russ Meyer worthy proportions, as the mysterious ‘Lady in Red’ who helps Amos out at the end.  A role that is actually credited to an actress called Colleen McGee.  I can see where Bill was coming from, there is a resemblance between Brewer and McGee.  What leads me down the path of thinking that they weren’t one in the same is that Roxy Brewer’s acting career was entirely played out in LA skinflicks.  Would they have flown her out to North Carolina on two separate occasions, because the lady in red also appears in Preacherman meets Widderwoman, which resumes the Amos Huxley story literally seconds after the first film ends.  Roxy Brewer was also a famous nude model, and surely a horny, red blooded production like Preacherman would have capitalised on this by getting her neekid in these films, whereas the Lady in Red gets to keep her clothes on in both Preacherman movies.  I suspect the idea of Roxy Brewer being in Preacherman, was just wishful thinking on Bill’s part.



Colleen McGee and Roxanne Brewer

As tends to be the case with any form of successful low-budget cinema, be it kung-fu, blaxploitation or slasher movies, the major studios eventually took notice and cashed in.  There’s a convincing case that the likes of Preacherman and Hot Summer in Barefoot County laid the railroad for Smokey and the Bandit and The Dukes of Hazzard.  It’s always surprised me that the success of Preacherman didn’t open doors for Albert T. Viola acting wise, you could imagine him bringing his Preacherman shtick to The Dukes of Hazzard or Burt Reynolds movies.  Instead he took a different path, and went into teaching.  By the end of the 1970s Viola was teaching drama at Fort Worth Country Day School, where rumours have it that he got into hot water for hitting on female students and may have been quested by the po-lice over allegations that he was embezzling funds from the school. Saying that, Viola did spend over twenty years in the independent school network, while you’d think that a scandal would have curtailed that career... so maybe it was the Angel Leroy who did all those bad things...and never question the habits of angels, brothers and sisters.  Personally, I would be disappointed if there wasn’t a little bit of Amos Huxley in Albert T. Viola.  The impression you get from Preacherman, was that he was the guy you could trust for some good time, down-home entertainment, but perhaps not the guy you’d trust with your womenfolk and life savings.  “Spread the word, and spread the liquor”.  



     

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