Annalee: The climax is the most important part of this truly unique landmark British film about the horrors of religion. I can't imagine not being riveted enough by the creepy images/intriguing mystery to turn the film off prematurely. And although films are subjective, the 1 star you gave Robin Hardy's The Wicker Man is far more suited to the truly laughable remake (but to each their own). IMO, horror at its finest.
Our Hero comports himself with a certain obliviousness to danger. Is it sloppy writing, or just that Our Hero stubbornly believes enough in Jesus Christ and Her Majesty the Queen to assume no one would dare touch him? Either way, The Wicker Man is less an airtight mystery thriller than a kind of religious parable for happy nihilists, plus a fine case study in cozy paranoia. Happy Halloween, y'all!