

1963 · 1h 27m
A man and his wife claim the mansion of his warlock ancestor burned alive in 1765.
Directed by Roger Corman
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Sierbahnn
Of course it takes places in the village of Arkham. Of course there is a Tillinghast. Of course Mr Ward is Charles Dexter. The story isn't a Lovecraft-story, but it is a bit like "The Thing on the Doorstep" I suppose. Vincent gets to do his thing and the movie is all the better the more room he has. Some of the rest of the supporting cast is weaker, but then again, everyone looks thin and bland compared to Vincent when sharing the screen. Some of the story could have used a bit more polish, but it is a highly enjoyable Lovecraft-moment of a movie.
CinemaSerf
Now we already know something of the provenance of his inheritance so might be shouting at the screen telling "Ward" (Vincent Price) to take his new wife "Ann" (Debra Paget) and avoid visiting the ancient family home that has just come his way. Indeed, even the villagers from whom they ask directions suggest exactly that - but he reckons it's all just superstitious nonsense and off they go to this grand looking hilltop edifice. Barely through the door he espies a curiously familiar looking portrait on the wall followed by an introduction to the rather eccentric retainer "Simon" (Lon Chaney Jnr.) and the scene is set for a mystery steeped in revenge that harks back through the generations and that will stop at nothing until it is satiated. Visually, this is not the most impressive, especially on the make-up front, and to be honest it hasn't aged terribly well - but it's still Price and Roger Corman at their creepily Gothic best and the steadily accruing sense of menace works well as the tension mounts and the maniacal megalomania takes hold. Paget hasn't so very much to do, but that was usually the way with Hammer films whether it was her or Yvonne Furneaux, and so long as she played the loving damsel in distress well enough then little more is asked of her as she allies herself with the sceptical "Dr. Willet" (Frank Maxwell) and hopes that she can retrieve her beloved from his ancestral possession. The ending is a bit on the rushed side, and I felt that just a little disappointing but this is still an enjoyably presented showcase for a man who made this genre his own throughout the 1960s.