Wet, wet, wet

Not sure I got the point of this one, but it kept coming up in stuff I have read, so thought I would give it a try. The Witch who came from the sea is typical early 70's exploitation fayre. The story of the gradual disintegration of a young woman's mind brought on by abuse as a child. She desires young muscle-mens bodies, but then wants to chop off their privates. We've all been there eh? Just me then? OK.
She eventually (quite quickly actually) goes on a killing spree (or does she?), falls apart and has an assisted suicide. I wasn't sure that she actually did the acts of violence in the early parts of the film, but the later sections imply that she did. Perhaps I wasn't paying attention. She gets a pretty good mermaid tattoo on her belly (just like her abusive Dad's) that I am pretty sure my wife would approve of, especially given the amount of Miami Ink she has been watching recently.
A much-lauded central performance form Millie Perkins, I found it to be overblown and bland in equal measure (perhaps I really wasn't paying attention).
The movie was on the Video Nasty list over here in the UK, but who knows why? Bloody Thatcherism gone mad again, as there is no real on-screen gore. It is pretty sure what she is up to, but you never actually see the razor slicing into flesh.
To me it was neither exploitation nor art house, just a bit of a damp squib.