This Poverty Row Swashbuckler is made quite interesting to me by it's Ulmerisms. Taken at face value there's not much to recommend it, unless you're exceptionally fond of the genre, but there's something that Ulmer imparts that I find fascinating. The trademark classical music, the expressionist photography, production design and art direction that seem to punch well above the budget's weight (Ulmer working with frequent collaborators Eugen Schüfftan and Edward C. Jewell) combine in a way that while not quite transcendent of it's meager PRC origin, at least provide an interesting artifact for fans of the director.
I didn't know much of anything about this, but I'd gotten the impression it was more of an atmospheric ghost story. Maybe if I'd checked the runtime before I'd started, I would have grown less impatient, but there was also an element in this movie that I absolutely detest, and that's the barbaric and disgusting practice of exorcism on children, something that kills children all over the planet when people succumb to superstitious idiocy. The combination of something that pisses…
Nancy: "Why do we always expect metal ships?"
Jack: "I've never expected metal ships"
The original Invasion of the Body Snatchers came out two years before I was born, and was one of the earliest horror / science fiction films I remember seeing. It was in regular rotation on late-night Creature Feature TV, and I probably saw it at least a half-dozen times by the time I saw Philip Kaufman's remake in 1978. Aside from a couple of key scenes,…
"I just feel like all the sand is at the bottom of the hour glass or something." – Adam (Tom Hiddleston)
Midnight. Left the theatre I've been going to for almost a half-century, and walked the brick sidewalks and alleys I would know by sense of smell alone, feeling like a centuries-old vampire.