Showing posts with label charles marquis warren. Show all posts
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Saturday, November 27, 2021

Three Films Make A Post: They dared enter the Cave of Death to explore the secrets of hell!

The Unknown Terror (1957): This 50s outing by director Charles Marquis Warren tried to sell itself as the sort of horror and SF movie typical of the decade. In reality, the horror of shaving foam-based fungus monsters and a single surprisingly effective shambling foam zombie attack are relegated to the film’s final ten percent or thereabout. Before that, a viewer has to make their way through a full bingo card of colonialist adventure tropes. This sort of thing isn’t always pleasant to begin with (though better films of the genre are often pretty damn entertaining despite modern viewers’ looking askance at their politics), but combined with leaden pacing and a dry and humourless presentation, suffering through it to get to the foam monsters is simply not worth it.

Double Walker (2021): As much of our time as Unknown Terror was of its own, this very low budget indie horror piece directed by Colin West can be pretty magical. At least if you’re in the mood for a slow film that tends to obscure its backstory and timeline to evoke the feeling of slightly distanced confusion its ghost protagonist (pretty wonderfully played by Sylvie Mix, who was also involved in the plotting) has in the audience.

Often, the film creates a peculiar dreamlike mood through simple devices, using ambiguity and a bit of conscious obscurity to add to the effect. Sometimes, it goes a bit far in this direction, in the way debut features often do.

Skyman (2019): With this movie, Blair Witch co-director Daniel Myrick returns to the found footage well once more, this time in form of a fake documentary about Carl Merryweather (Michael Selle) who says he met an alien when he was a little boy, and has been a bit different ever since.

The film works best when the whole aliens and conspiracy angle takes a backseat in favour of somewhat light-handed but often well-observed scenes that portray the not always easy but loving relationship between Carl and his sister Gina (Nicolette Sweeney) and Carl’s only friend Marcus (Faleolo Alailima). This portrayal of loving and trying to protect a loved one with mental illness (which Carl is to the rest of the world), and how difficult difference can be to navigate for the person who is different as well as those around him is the meat of the movie. The film finds a note of compassion and understanding without lacking humour and without falling into mawkishness.

Too bad the horror movie abduction stuff is of as little interest as it is, leaving the whole affair somewhat lopsided, though never without interest.

Saturday, February 4, 2012

In short: Back From The Dead (1957)

Kate Hazelton (Marsha Hunt), her brother-in-law Dick (Arthur Franz) and Kate's pregnant sister Mandy (Peggie Castle) have come to a small coastal town where Dick once lived for a nice, relaxing holiday. Alas, doom hangs over the holiday. Mandy has been hearing voices where there should be none to hear, and soon enough not only loses her child thanks to that particular state of mind, but also loses her identity. Very suddenly, Mandy takes on the personality of Dick's first wife Felicia. Suddenly, she doesn't recognize Kate anymore, violently dislikes the family dog, acts like an unpleasantly manipulative monster and - most horrible of all - calls her husband by the nickname of "Dicken". Clearly, it's a mental problem caused by the shock of losing the baby, the local doctor diagnoses! Yet how come Mandy even knows about Felicia, whom Dick (for semi-understandable reasons, we'll later on learn) never mentioned to her at all?

Things become even stranger once Mandy/Felicia has gotten it into her head to visit Felicia's parents. There, she not only convinces her mother of her identity as Felicia, but Kate and Dick, too, for she knows things about Felicia Mandy has no way of knowing.

Dick is convinced that the whole possession problem is the fault of Felicia's mother for the whole family has been dabbling in the occult, and we all know how these people get when their loved ones die.

Kate and Dick decide they're going to do everything in their powers to get Mandy back, which in practice means they (mostly Kate) are going to do a bit of investigating and will be threatened by supernaturally induced pains, Felicia's unnecessarily murderous nature and a cult leader with a French name and a German accent (Otto Reichow).

Stories about dead women possessing the bodies of their former husbands' new wives aren't exactly typical of US horror movies from the 50s (though not completely unheard of), so Charles Marquis Warren's Back from the Dead already has something going for it with its basic plot. Adding some occultism and quite a few hints at nasty psychological complexity is an even better idea, so I think reading scriptwriter Catherine Turney's novel "The Other One" this is based on lies in my near future, seeing how cheap used paperback copies of the book are. The whole set-up reminds me of something Val Lewton's RKO unit could have done during the 40s.

Unfortunately, the Lewton comparison ends there, because Back from the Dead's execution is by far not as successful and interesting as its script - or at least its script's basic ideas - may promise. Director Charles Marquis Warren isn't doing a horrible job, but he doesn't really seem to know how to produce the creepy mood his material calls for, nor does he do anything to emphasize the psychological (and other) ambiguities the script hints at (the sister rivalry, the sexual tensions, questions of identity etc., etc.). Warren is doing a straight point and shoot job, which is no job at all when it comes to psychologically oriented horror.

And it's not as if the script were perfect. Despite all its innate interest, there are some curious problems and omissions. To just take the obvious example, the film spends next to no time with Mandy as Mandy, making her change into Felicia seem premature and not as dramatic as the film pretends it is, sabotaging any possibility for Peggie Castle to play the two women using one body differently from each other, which would surely have packed more of an emotional punch for the audience.

Nonetheless, if you are able to adjust your expectations accordingly, Back from the Dead is a decent little film that may not fulfil what a promises, but at least tries something without failing completely.