I haven't watched it since, but I fondly remember taking mom to see this when I was a kid. The over-the-top opening scene, some slick flashbacks full of blood and sleaze, and that's about it. Fun, I think?
Any movie with a climax that reminds me of the underwater scene in L'Atalante must be doing something right. Coupled with a completely unexpected series of dissolves across the ships paintings, ghost girl dancing, etc. that occurs around the middle of the film, this film is an odd zombie (lifeless cinema driven by genre instincts) with brief moments of poetry scattered around.
Dans le sous-genre "bateau hanté", cette petite production américano-australienne parvient, vaille que vaille, à se frayer un chenal, dans la médiocrité habituelle de la série B fauchée... www.cinefiches.com