Simon, King of the Witches (1971)

The best thing about King of the Witches is that amazing artwork, but the film isn't bad either. The titular Simon (Andrew Prine) is a practitioner of magick who lives in a storm drain. Besides wet feet and a bag full of dollar charms, he’s the real deal, armed with an overpowering charisma and a multipurpose Athame; intentionally wrong him, or give him a dodgy cheque for services rendered, and he’ll curse your ass.
The film is an odd mix of B-Movie camp, 70s hipster culture, psychedelia and effects that look like they were lifted from an episode of TOTP. It’s hard to define exactly what it is I liked about it, but like it I did.

3 balls of wax out of 5