Danger: Diabolik (1968)

DANGER: DIABOLIK! (1968)
(a.k.a. DIABOLIK)
Article #520 by Dave Sindelar
Viewing date: 8-17-2002
Posting date: 1-10-2003

A law officer matches wits with a supervillain known as Diabolik.

I’m going to come flat out and admit that I really don’t have much of an affinity for the swinging-sixties-superspy-supervillain type of movie; for some reason, the highly stylized ultracool action-adventure movie just fails to ignite anything within me, probably because they seem all style and no substance, and without substance my interest tends to flag, and even with Mario Bava at the helm, I get really tired of the endless barrage of bizarre camera angles and stylistic tricks. In particular, I have never been a fan of the musical soundtracks prevalent in these movies; the jazzy blaring in-your-face horn arrangements just seem strident and jarring. This movie in particular has a soundtrack that drives me up the wall, and between that and the merely adaquate dubbing, I’m almost tempted to watch it with the sound turned off. However, I have to admit that I ended up liking this movie quite a bit despite all this; there are some very clever plot elements throughout that really hold my attention and appeal to my sense of humor, and these end up more than compensating for the elements I have no use for; in particular, I like the clever way our villain manages to retain possession of the necklace through a very bizarre series of situations (you have to see it to appreciate it). As I watch several more movies of this ilk, I’m sure that my opinions of these types of movies will evolve, and I will get more of a feel for them. Still, we have to start someplace, but fortunately, this wasn’t a bad place at all to start.

The Curse of the Werewolf (1961)

THE CURSE OF THE WEREWOLF (1961)
Article #519 by Dave Sindelar
Viewing date: 8-16-2002
Posting date: 1-9-2003

A woman who was raped by a mad beggar gives birth to a boy who turns out to be a werewolf.

The first time I saw this Hammer take on lycanthropy I felt the movie spent far too much time on backstory; this time around, I changed my mind. The backstory is, in fact, the most interesting part of the movie; it’s quite fascinating to follow all the events that actually lead up to the more standard werewolfery in the second half of the movie. And since one of the problems I regularly have with Hammer films is that they usually have more running time than story, the time spent on backstory on this one actually fills out the time very well. The fact that the curse is passed on in a very novel way also makes the movie quite interesting, and I do think this is one of Hammer’s best horror movies, filled with memorable character parts (including Richard Wordsworth, the tormented astronaut of THE QUATERMASS XPERIMENT as the beggar) and good performances. I’m not particularly fond of Oliver Reed here, as I do feel he’s a little over the top on occasion, but there’s no doubt he brings the required intensity to the role.

The Curse of Frankenstein (1957)

THE CURSE OF FRANKENSTEIN (1957)
Article #518 by Dave Sindelar
Viewing date: 8-15-2002
Posting date: 1-8-2003

Frankenstein constructs a creature and brings it to life, but has trouble keeping it under control.

This was the movie that kicked off Hammer’s new style of horror, with more blood and sex and in color. It established the horror careers of all involved, including Terence Fisher, Peter Cushing, and Christopher Lee. Despite it’s reputation as a classic, I never quite feel satisfied with it; I always feel like I’ve been served what looks like a sumptuous feast but ends up leaving me hungry for something, and I’m never quite sure what is missing. I think it might be that I never emerge from having watched the movie with a sense that it had anything really interesting to say other than that they’ve added color, blood and sex to the mix. Maybe I’m expecting too much, but I would like to be able to quote at least one memorable bit of dialogue from the movie; as it is, the thing that I remember most, other than the great moment when Christopher Lee removes his bandages, is how annoyed I am with the Robert Urquhart character; he seems to only exist to make perpetual pronouncements on how evil Frankenstein’s work is, and a number of times he appears in a scene for no other reason than so he can make those pronouncements; he is a truly tiresome and repetitive character, and practically ruins the movie for me. It’s not so much a problem with his performance; he does the best that he can with it, as do Cushing and Lee in their roles, but I really wish more work had been put into the dialogue.

The Creeping Terror (1964)

THE CREEPING TERROR (1964)
Article #517 by Dave Sindelar
Viewing date: 8-14-2002
Posting date: 1-7-2003

Strange creatures from outer space terrorize Lake Tahoe.

There are actually a couple of decent and novel ideas in this story, though they don’t appear until near the end; specifically, I like the nature of the creatures and what their mission is on this planet. I also kind of like the way it ends without a total victory on either side. Unfortunately, this is one of the most unwatchably incompetent movies around, with its poor acting (what you can make of it, anyway), awful direction, and its notorious soundtrack problems. For those of you not familiar with the latter, the vocal soundtrack for this movie was lost, and to compensate for this, endless narration was employed to compensate for this problem, and it is a very poor substitute. Not that the movie would improve immeasurably with its original soundtrack; it would still be a pretty bad movie, even though certain sequences would gain quite a bit, particular a sequence near the end which actually has the potential to be exciting. Mostly, it’s a series of monster attacks, and though the monster is interesting in concept, it is badly constructed and so slow-moving (“creeping” is the accurate word in the title) that these scenes are endless and unbelievable, as it requires people to sit there screaming in place for several moments in order for the monster to have any chance to catch them. It’s not my choice for the worst movie I’ve ever seen, but it’s definitely in the running.

The Creation of the Humanoids (1962)

THE CREATION OF THE HUMANOIDS (1962)
Article #516 by Dave Sindelar
Viewing date: 8-13-2002
Posting date: 1-6-2003

This is a portrayal of a post-apocalyptic society in which a decimated and no-longer-fruitful human population must contend with the rise of humanoid robots, derogatorily referred to as “clickers.”

This was Andy Warhol’s favorite movie, and though I can’t pretend to know what was going through his mind, I think I see why it might have been. There aren’t very many familiar names in the credits, but I recognize make-up artist Jack Pierce, Don Megowan (who played the Gill Man in his last incarnation in THE CREATURE WALKS AMONG US) and Dudley Manlove, who played Eros in PLAN 9 FROM OUTER SPACE. There are a wealth of different ways to look at this movie; it is stiff, badly shot and acted, almost devoid of action, talky and endless, and many people consider it awful. However, the talk is fascinating and is cram-packed with ideas, something you’re much more likely to find on the literary end of science fiction rather than the cinematic end. I’ve heard that the plot may have been lifted from Karel Capek’s play “R.U.R.”, the work where the word “robot” was used for the first time, and I hope to be able to read the play sometime to find out if the movie lifts its ideas from this work as well. I find the movie fascinating when I’m in the right frame of mind, but it can also definitely be a hard, frustrating slog. it also has a final line that is either absolutely fascinating or pointlessly gimmicky, depending on your outlook; I love it, as it seems to imply that the whole movie was an educational historical reenactment being shown to students in a future school, many of which were badly acted and poorly shot to begin with, so it might give an explanation as to why the movie is the way it is.

P.S. I have had a chance to scan a script of “R.U.R.” since I wrote this review, and as far as I can tell, the story in that play is totally different from this movie.

The Skull (1965)

THE SKULL (1965)
Article #515 by Dave Sindelar
Viewing date: 8-12-2002
Posting date: 1-5-2003

A collector of sinister arcana comes under the influence of the evil skull of the Marquis de Sade.

Amicus, Freddie Francis, Robert Bloch; the last time I found these names in close juxtaposition was in the regrettable THE DEADLY BEES; this one is far better. Granted, this one has a few other benefits, such as Peter Cushing, Christopher Lee, Patrick Wymark, and in smaller roles, Michael Gough, George Coulouris, Nigel Green and Patrick Magee. The first three-quarters of the movie bides its time in order to create atmosphere for the last twenty minutes, which in and of itself feels like a good segment of a horror anthology, and for the most part it works. It’s not perfect, though; though the camera shots that seem to take place from a point of view inside the skull is a clever idea, it is used a few too many times and loses its effectiveness, and they would have been better off omitting all shots of the skull floating in the air, as these scenes are not only a little bit silly, but a) it’s a lot more jarring to see the skull appear suddenly in a different place than it was before without any hint of transition, and b) you can see the strings. Not bad, but could have been even better.

The Cosmic Monsters (1957)

THE COSMIC MONSTERS (1957)
(a.k.a. THE STRANGE WORLD OF PLANET X)
Article #514 by Dave Sindelar
Viewing date: 8-11-2002
Posting date: 1-4-2003

A scientist experimenting with metals and magnetic fields ends up creating environmental problems with his work.

A casual reader might look at the titles and think the movie is about monsters from outer space, and though outer space does play a role in the proceedings, he’d be wrong. This movie was, like it’s theatrical companion piece THE CRAWLING EYE, modeled after the Quatermass movies; though none of the movies that took this approach ever actually equalled their models, it did make the movies much more interesting than they could have been. In this case, the science is interesting enough to keep the story moving along until the monsters show up (it is at least partly a big bug movie), and even after that, it doesn’t throw out everything it set up in the first half for the sole purpose of concentrating on thrills. And even though the direction is very dull at times, the story and the fairly decent performances from all concerned do keep the viewer’s attention. Not a great movie, but a mildly diverting one for all that.

The Comedy of Terrors (1964)

THE COMEDY OF TERRORS (1964)
Article #513 by Dave Sindelar
Viewing date: 8-10-2002
Posting date: 1-3-2003

An undertaker supplements his income by proactively creating his own clients.

This horror comedy borrows more than just its title from Shakespeare; in fact, the whole script is written in blank verse, a somewhat audacious conceit in the twentieth century, much less in the script for a horror comedy. Even if you aren’t very familiar with blank verse, you might be able to notice a lilt to the dialogue that is like nothing else you’ve heard before in this type of movie. Vincent Price and Basil Rathbone seem to be particularly at home with this, plus Rathbone gets to quote endlessly from “MacBeth” throughout the movie. Aside from that, this fun horror comedy reunites Price, Peter Lorre, and Boris Karloff from THE RAVEN; Price and Lorre have the major roles, while Karloff has been consigned to a smaller role, that of Joyce Jameson’s decrepit father; however, as small roles go, this one is choice, and Karloff steals practically every scene he’s in, particularly during his eulogy, which may be Karloff’s finest moment of comic acting. Richard Matheson deserves kudos for the script, and Jacque Tourneur’s fine direction is also an asset. The movie also features a cameo by former comedy star Joe E. Brown, who also has had a little experience with Shakespeare; he appeared in the 1935 movie version of “A Midsummer Night’s Dream”.

Officer 444 (1926)

OFFICER 444 (1926)
(Serial)
Article #512 by Dave Sindelar
Viewing date: 8-9-2002
Posting date: 1-2-2003

A police officer is on the trail of an arch-villain known as The Frog, who is harboring a stolen chemical known as Haverlyite.

The opening episode of this Ben Wilson serial is quite thrilling; it involves our hero bravely saving people from a large warehouse on fire. However, from the second episode onward this serial gets incredibly muddled; I have the worst time just telling the characters apart. The Frog himself is hardly very threatening; he is hunched over, walks sideways, and swings his arms back and forth in a matter for more likely to elicit laughs than fear. There are also unnecessary characters; in particular one of the villain’s gang, a woman known as “The Vulture” is introduced in every episode and described as “subtle”; I find it hard to argue with that description, as I never once noticed her doing anything that caught my attention. The serial also claimed to be trying to show the various scientific methods used by the police to catch criminals, but outside of a short sequence of the villain going through several steps in the justice system in the last chapter, and the occasional use of a lie detector throughout, I see very little evidence of this. The serial’s saving grace is its sense of humor; there are a number of quite hilarious sequences and running jokes throughout this one; my favorite running joke is the nightclub being used as a hideout by the criminals, in which the patrons are so dedicated to the muse of Terpsichore that they effectively ignore everything else going on around them.

One other bizarre aspect of this serial is the lack of gunplay; instead of shootouts between the cops and the villains, we end up with fistfights and brawls; did cops actually fight this way in the twenties? This is a weird one, to be sure.

Sinbad the Sailor (1947)

SINBAD THE SAILOR (1947)
Article #511 by Dave Sindelar
Viewing date: 8-8-2002
Posting date: 1-1-2003

The story of Sinbad’s eighth voyage is told, in which he discovers he is the prince of a lost island which holds the treasure of Alexander the Great.

I know this is an Arabian Nights movie from the forties; it’s supposed to be big and colorful and over-the-top. But this one is so colorful, the dialogue is so mannered and florid, the music so lush, and Douglas Fairbank Jr.’s acting is so energetic (with his gestures, ripe delivery, and jumping around I don’t feel he’s so much acting as practicing a difficult dance routine) that I feel like I’ve been cornered by someone who is aggressively expending every last bit of their energy to get me to like them while not realizing that their in-your-face manner is actually driving me away. In other words, I found the first three-quarters of this movie interminable; since the movie runs two hours, that’s ninety minutes of the movie that gave me problems. The movie does have one oasis; Walter Slezak manages to hit just the right touch of charm and lightness with his character, and his scenes are far and away the best things in the movie; if he hadn’t been playing a role that requires him to masquerade as a minor comic relief character for the first ninety minutes of the movie, I would have enjoyed it more. As it is, it’s definitely not a coincidence that I don’t really start enjoying the movie until his character fully comes into his own during the last thirty minutes. It almost makes up for the first ninety minutes. Almost.