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Showing posts with label horror. Show all posts
Showing posts with label horror. Show all posts

Jan 11, 2009

Paleo-Cinema Podcast 24: Five Movies By Robert Aldrich - 1954-1956 - Cowboys, Indians, Private Eyes, Actors and Soldiers







This time around I'm looking at five movies made by Robert Aldrich between 1954 and 1956. They are Apache starring blue eyed Burt Lancaster as Massai, the last Apache warrior, Vera Cruz where Lancaster buddies up with Gary Cooper... for a while, Kiss Me Deadly which merges private eye film noir with Atomic Era McCarthy paranoia, The Big Knife which shows the disintegration of a movie star and Attack! which takes a raw look at the politics of war on a small scale.

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Jun 9, 2008

Podcast 14: A World On Fire Versus The Horror Movie That Inspired A Cosmological Theory





Okay, in this podcast we have the ur-global warming movie The Day The Earth Caught Fire, directed by Val Guest and starring Edward Judd, Leo McKern and Janet Munro, the fifth person in my alt.Magnificent Seven, the movie that inspired a cosmological theory - the 1945 Ealing horror movie Dead of Night and talk about a place where you can get enough free movie and tv series downloads to last you a lifetime.

Link to an article in The Guardian about the links between the Steady State Theory and Dead of Night.

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The Archive.Org Archive of The Adventures of Robin Hood.

The Cabinet Of Dr Caligari

DOA (1949)

Panic In The Streets (1950)

The Day The Earth Caught Fire - trailer


Here's a link to watch all of "Dead of Night" on youtube

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Thanks to Cerpts, Weaverman and Nicky for their feedback and help, and as always, thanks to Sal for her constant support.

Sep 16, 2007

Night of the Demon (1957)


Based on Casting The Runes by M. R. James
Directed by Jacques Tourneur.


This movie begins with daylight shots of Stonehenge as a stentorious voice tells us that the builders of the monument understood the nature of good and evil and that certain symbols could conjure evil.

Professor Harrington (Maurice Denham) makes a hurried night-time car trip to Lufford Hall, the home of an Aleister Crowley-like sorcerer called Julian Karswell. Upon arriving, he begs Karswell to lift a curse, even offering a public recantation of his public utterances that have brought some notoriety to Karswell and his followers. While urbanely playing with a deck of cards, Karswell responds with, “You said do your worst and that’s precisely what I did.”

He sends Harrington home with a promise to do all he can, but as Harrington locks his garage at home, he’s attacked by a smoking winged ‘fire demon’ the size of a two storey building. At home Karswell burns a newspaper with a headline reading “Karswell Devil Cult Expose Promised at Scientists’ Convention”. The sorcerer had given Harrington a parchment with runic symbols on it: a magical death sentence.

Doctor John Holden (Dana Andrews), an eminent American psychologist and skeptic flies from the USA to London for the Convention. He finds that Harrington is dead and the only witness to any of Karswell’s cult activities is a catatonic farmer called Rand Hobart. He receives a threatening call from Karswell, suggesting that he butts out of Hobart and Karswell’s business. The next day, he bumps into Karswell at the British Museum library. The sorcerer offers him the use of a rare tome on magic and invites him to Lufford Hall. While picking up a dropped file, Karswell slips a parchment of runes into it, which he hands to Holden.

The Professor’s niece, Joanna Harrington (Peggy Cummins) meets Holden and suggests that he drop the investigation. She has her uncle’s diary and they discover that Harrington himself had been slipped a parchment by Karswell at a concert in Albert Hall. Holden, the rationalist, explains away the coincidence. He and Joanna visit Lufford Hall where Karswell, in a tramp costume and clown makeup is performing magic tricks for the local children at his annual Halloween party. Karswell confesses to having once made his living as a stage magician. While watching children play snakes and ladders, Karswell says that he always preferred sliding down the snakes to climbing the ladders.

Karswell: You’re a doctor of psychology. You ought to know the answer to that.

Holden: Maybe you’re a good loser.

Karswell: I’m not, you know. Not a bit…

(Later)

Karswell: You don’t believe in witchcraft.

Holden: Do you?


Karswell: Do I believe in witchcraft? What kind of witchcraft? The legendary witch that rides on the imaginary broom? The hex that tortures the thoughts of the victim? Pins stuck in the image that wastes away the mind and the body?

Holden: Also imaginary.

Karswell: But where does imagination end and reality begin? What is this twilight? This half-world of the mind that you profess to know so much about? How can we differentiate between the powers of darkness and the powers of the mind?


To prove his point, Karswell conjures a fierce windstorm with a moment’s concentration. The clown-magician has become the egotistical but powerful wizard who sends chairs and children scattering to the four winds. Inside the house, Karswell predicts that Holden will die three days hence, at 10 pm. After Holden and Joanna leave, Karswell explains to his mother that prices must be paid for his wealth and power. Either the lives of others, or his own.

Holden is a skeptic, but to his own detriment. Even when evidence manifests itself, he stays true to his rationalism until there is nowhere else to go except to accept a different kind of logic -- that the rune is a death warrant and that he needs to be smarter than Karswell to avoid being ripped apart.

His encounter with Karswell’s familiar, Grimalkin, during a break-in at Lufford Hall is a classic piece of Tourneur movie making. A cat transforms into a leopard with nothing more than subtle editing, perfect lighting and suggestion.

Jacques Tourneur was a master of black and white horror. Suggestion, sound effects, surprises and misdirection are familiar tools that he used as a master craftsman of horror. Working on small budgets for RKO in the 40s with producer Val Lewton, he created Cat People and I Walked With A Zombie, two of the best horror films of that, or any subsequent decade. These days, movie-makers network banks of PCs to create their monsters. In lieu of that, Tourneur harnessed the imaginations of the audience. Suggest rather than show, imply rather than state, a moving shadow is scarier than a clearly seen threat. Tourneur had the skill of drawing the audience into the world of his movies. His way of doing this was by making that world an interesting place, populated by people we also find interesting. When Holden visits Stonehenge and finds the runes on his paper inscribed on the stones, there’s an iconic feeling to it. A modern man threatened by the looming mysteries of a past age.

In this film, created over a decade after Tourneur’s RKO days and on another continent, his skills are undiminished. The demon itself, which the studio insisted be shown, is somewhat puppet-like but for me, it doesn’t spoil the film. Dana Andrews, never a subtle actor, has the staunchness needed for Holden’s pragmatism, but it’s Niall MacGinnis who steals the show. His Karswell is softly spoken, a stocky, balding man who lives with his mother but possesses and is possessed by, immense power. He’s oddly likeable and charismatic. At times like a naughty boy, at others a schoolmaster lecturing a student.

Sep 6, 2007

Les Yeux Sans Visage (1959)

(Eyes Without A Face)

Directed by Georges Franjou.


A woman is seen driving down a country road at night. In the back seat of her small car is an apparently sleeping figure in an overcoat and hat who slumps at every turn of the car. The driver is nervous. Her name is Louise and she is played by Alida Valli, an Italian actress with wonderfully expressive eyes (a quality both female leads in this film have). She pulls the car up at the bank of the Seine and drags the female body from the car and dumps it into the river. The face of the body is not seen.

Professor Génessier (Pierre Brasseur) is first seen giving a lecture on skin transplantation techniques. He’s an expert on the subject and talks about how intense radiation can be used to overcome tissue rejection problems. After the lecture, the police call him in. A body has been found in the river and it may be Génessier’s missing daughter Christiane. At the morgue, he identifies the body as Christiane and as he walks back to his Citroen, he meets a man who also has come to see if the body is his own daughter. Génessier is gruffly and abstractedly polite to the man.

At Christiane’s funeral in a fog-shrouded country cemetery, Génessier is accompanied by Louise. Obviously the corpse isn't Christiane. Back at his country manor, he parks his car while the barking of unseen dogs is heard. Upstairs in the house is Christiane, a doll-like waif figure (Edith Scob) wearing a full face mask through which only her expressive eyes can be seen.

Her father is kidnapping girls and transplanting their faces onto Christiane, whose own face was hideously burned in a car accident caused by Génessier, who was driving. A combination of guilt, pride and obsession have turned him into the maddest of mad scientists.

Louise now heads out to befriend an attractive student whom she offers accommodation at Génessier’s mansion. The professor chloroforms the girl and in scenes that are still shocking today, straps her to an operating table, peels the face from her and transplants it to Christiane. The graft seems successful at first, raising Christiane’s hopes of a normal life. But over dinner one night, the professor notices an unusual flush to her cheeks. In a series of clinical photographs shown with Génessier’s voice-over, the necrotisation of Christiane's face is documented. This device works shockingly well in a way that would be difficult to emulate with more modern special effects. It’s a good demonstration that less can be more.

Les Yeux Sans Visage is a unique film. In spite of the gory, ugly aspects of it, it is also a film of odd tenderness and unexpected beauty, particularly in the final scene. Christiane is a striking and memorable character. Her fragility is emphasized by the brittle mask she wears, but the main engine of it is the superb acting of Edith Scob. She doesn’t seem walk, but to float as if not entirely a part of the World, which she is not because of her imprisonment by her father. The poignancy of her situation is enhanced by the fact that she phones her former fiance, who thinks she is dead, just to hear his voice, then silently hangs up when he answers.


Franjou’s film is a combination of horror, perceptive characterization, tragedy and visual beauty. It’s one of those movies that is a one-off. Nothing has come close to the mood of this one. Later films, particularly Jess Franco’s The Awful Dr Orloff (Gritos En La Noche), owe a lot to it, but this is definitely one to see for its’ gothic, agonizing atmosphere and the impressive way that Edith Scob conveys the pain, loneliness and isolation of Christiane predominately through body language.
Umbrella Entertainment have released this one in Australia which includes some extras, including an interview with Franjou.