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HOUSE ON HAUNTED HILL - 1959
William Castle Productions, Legend Films, Allied Artists Pictures
Rating: USA: N/A
Most people will probably disagree with me, but this is one instance where I think
the remake outshines the original. Despite its overblown production values and phony CGI effects, the remake of HOUSE ON HAUNTED HILL at least has a modicum of suspense, thrills, and excitement.
In both films, the core characters (and the core plot) are
identical - eccentric rich man Frederick Loren (Vincent
Price: THE FLY , THE LAST MAN ON EARTH, THE FALL OF THE HOUSE OF USHER, THE TOMB OF LIGEIA, THE ABOMINABLE DOCTOR PHIBES,
DR. PHIBES RISES AGAIN!, EDWARD
SCISSORHANDS) fears his greedy fourth wife Annabelle (Carol
Ohmart: THE SCARLET HOUR, SPIDER BABY) plans to kill him. Unfortunately
he's right as she's having an affair with a psychiatriast, Dr. David Trent
(Alan Marshal: NIGHT MUST FALL, THE HUNCHBACK OF NOTRE DAME).
While the core story of betrayal, jealousy and greed is indeed very good, the execution
is poor. Our characters over-explain things, even to one another, for
the benefit of an apparently stupid audience. Vincent Price, normally
fairly good and playing the sinister role, acts bored in his character
through most of the film with the exception of one or two parts. The scares,
more often than not, are very simple and straightforward, and at times,
without the suddenly-loud music as a cue, I doubt the audience would even
I have to wonder, too, if 50's stereotypes further deterioriated the experience
for me. One of the protagonists, Lance Schroeder (Richard
Long: CULT OF THE COBRA, THE STRANGER), is a macho test pilot.
How many times has a guy like that appeared in a B-grade horror flick?
And the name "Lance" is a dead giveaway that he's supposed to
be a badass, too. Next we have the rich snob, Ruth Bridgers (Julie
Mitchum: HIT AND RUN), who serves almost no purpose in the plot
other than to mock the authors and get scared once or twice. The owner
of the house, Watson Pritchard (Elisha Cook, Jr.: VOODOO ISLAND, ROSEMARY'S BABY), is a drunken fool who mumbles
constantly about the ghosts in the house that we're never sure actually
And the worst is our "heroine", for lack of a better term, Nora Manning (Carolyin
Craig, a veteran of several TV and film westerns). She's the typical
inept, naive, quivering, stand-there-and-scream, afraid-of-her-own-shadow
character that nobody ever believes and can't decide whether or not she
really wants to find solace in the arms of Mr. Big Bad Test Pilot. The
worst part is a scene in which a rope is moving in to twine around her
legs, and she just stands there with her feet planted side by side. All
she has to do is take ONE FUCKING STEP, and this slow-moving "menace"
won't get anywhere near her. What does she do? Scream, watch it grab her,
and scream some more.
The big climax, in which the final showdown between the three important characters takes
place, is a letdown. Lots of screaming and a hokey gimmick are supposed
to be the big payoff.
Again, I don't think Robb White's (13 GHOSTS, THE TINGLER)
writing is to blame here. In the hands of a capable director it could
have been outstanding (for example, I bet Hitchcock could have worked wonders with it) . Instead, William Castle (THE
NIGHT WALKER, 13 GHOSTS) was more concerned with cheap theatrics and ham-handed acting and turned it into a big piece of dog dung.
With sincere apologies to the late Mr. White, I give HOUSE ON HAUNTED HILL one shriek girl.
copyright 2002 E.C.McMullen Jr.
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