This film is what old horror buffs want to see. 4 Great horror legends together on the screen. Too bad Boris, Bella, Lon and Peter weren't around for it.
It is a dark and stormy night. Leading man goes to big haunted house. Pretty girl, strange relatives, family secrets and tons of atmosphere ensue. Interesting conclusion with a little wink-wink, nudge-nudge at the end.
Sadly, it isn't on DVD. Too bad.
We are now an age of blood, guts and gore that touts itself as the horror genre. Tall, beefy men wearing masks or pounds of prosthetics are the new horror actors....actors?? What acting? Running around with a chainsaw isn't acting. Ditto to our leading men and scantily clad ladies. Being dirty, wet, bloody and screaming isn't acting. Not your faults....blame the writers. It isn't about acting anymore. It's body count and gross out. It accuses the audience of being too vapid to understand the story from the dialog delivered by skilled artists and forces us to in-your-face nastiness..
This movie, as corn-pone and cheese-whiz as it is, is delightful. It's Cushing, Lee, Price and Carridine...representatives of what acting in this genre was really about. They're creepy, rookie, and weird. They make your skin crawl with each delivery. That, my friends, is what scary is about. They may appear benign on the outside, but you just don't know what they might do or are capable of.
I do wish it would go to DVD. It might ignite a new respect for the horror film...maybe change the way they are written.
It is a dark and stormy night. Leading man goes to big haunted house. Pretty girl, strange relatives, family secrets and tons of atmosphere ensue. Interesting conclusion with a little wink-wink, nudge-nudge at the end.
Sadly, it isn't on DVD. Too bad.
We are now an age of blood, guts and gore that touts itself as the horror genre. Tall, beefy men wearing masks or pounds of prosthetics are the new horror actors....actors?? What acting? Running around with a chainsaw isn't acting. Ditto to our leading men and scantily clad ladies. Being dirty, wet, bloody and screaming isn't acting. Not your faults....blame the writers. It isn't about acting anymore. It's body count and gross out. It accuses the audience of being too vapid to understand the story from the dialog delivered by skilled artists and forces us to in-your-face nastiness..
This movie, as corn-pone and cheese-whiz as it is, is delightful. It's Cushing, Lee, Price and Carridine...representatives of what acting in this genre was really about. They're creepy, rookie, and weird. They make your skin crawl with each delivery. That, my friends, is what scary is about. They may appear benign on the outside, but you just don't know what they might do or are capable of.
I do wish it would go to DVD. It might ignite a new respect for the horror film...maybe change the way they are written.