IstroRomanian Movie Reviews


Good low budget chiller with a few unintentional laughs
an essential 'sleeper' for any collector!The title is slightly misleading, as the doll of the title is not the evil protaganist - That role falls to the dummy's 'master', the Great Vorelli. The story is fairly routine - A journalist (William Sylvester) wants to debunk noted stage hypnotist/ventriloquist Vorelli so eggs his girlfriend into going on stage to take part in the act. Vorelli then plots to place the woman in his thrall (and as played by the stunning Yvonne Romain, who can blame him?), but help comes from unexpected quarters.
It's the stylish direction of the film that makes it so amazing - Director Lyndsay Shonteff was young & inexperienced when fellow Canadian Sidney Furie had to step aside, but it certainly doesn't show on screen. The use of freeze frames, negative images & accelerated motion are all experimental for a film of this type and they add enormous atmosphere to the prceedings. The stock music is very appropriate and the sound effects are genuinely unsettling - The tension between Vorelli & 'Hugo' is palpable thanks to the conviction of the actors - There isn't a single bad performance in this film, with Bryant Halliday's extraordinary voice lending his potentially on-dimensional character great gravitas. The immediately recognisableWilliam Sylvester is also excellent, moving from sceptisism to belief throuhout the film.
Produced by the legendary Richard Gordon for around £50,000 (!), this film stands proudly alongside his more famous films like FIEND WITHOUT A FACE & GRIP OF THE STRANGLER - Highly recommended!
The Devil Is In The Details!The Great Vorelli is a master hypnotist as well as a ventriloquist, whose dummy Hugo acts more like a real person than a puppet. Whoever designed the dummy did a great job. Hugo's smirking face is both amusing and threatening at the same time. Instead of engaging in comic banter, Hugo argues with Vorelli on stage. When Hugo insists that the audience's applause is for him, Vorelli instructs him to walk to the front of the stage to properly thank the audience. Hugo gets up off Vorelli's lap and walks under his own power, amazing the audience. Reporter Mark English, who is assigned to report on Vorelli, is determined to expose him as a fraud. He is sure that Hugo is a mechanical puppet or a small person disguised as a ventriloquist's dummy. Mark convinces his girlfriend Marianne to volunteer to be hypnotized by Vorelli on stage. Vorelli is clearly smitten by her. Marianne later asks Vorelli to perform at her aunt's charity dinner party. During that performance, Hugo is surly and disobedient. He grabs a knife off the table and brandishes it at Vorelli. I guess you could call Vorelli's act, theater of the absurd for dummies!
While previous reviewers did not discuss the extent of Vorelli's amazing powers, describe the secret of Hugo's true nature, or reveal the twist ending of the movie, I will now divulge all of the details. What's that noise? Is that you, Hugo? Vorelli?? Whoever you are, put down the knife! Aaaaaaauuuugh!!!


My new favorite movie
absolutely wonderful
a European "Friends" moive

My new favorite movie
absolutely wonderful
a European "Friends" moive

Surprisingly Good Thriller!!
A neglected gem from Polanski
Polanski's personal history

Lurid and Lovely
CIRCUS OF HORRORS
THE TEMPLE OF BEAUTY.....

The Natural Muse
Her Straight Story
The best Joan for accuracy, consistency, and her final days
Robert Day (who also directed Karloff in The Haunted Strangler) handles this morbid plot with professional restraint, adding some routine hallucinatory interludes when Karloff's delirium results in a barrage of fevered visions. Otherwise this is a well-crafted but rather bland affair, noteworthy for its early display of blood (which is utterly tasteful by later standards) and also for giving Karloff one of his juicier roles, which the veteran horror icon tackles with admirable vigor and appropriate obsessiveness. On the strength of his early films for Hammer Studios, Christopher Lee was given prominent billing when this film (shot in 1958) was finally released in 1962, and while his eerie presence is keenly felt, his role is a relatively minor one. Still, this makes Corridors of Blood something of a milestone in the genre, signaling the passage of Karloff's era and the beginning of Lee's. --Jeff Shannon

Boris Karloff and Christopher Lee in the same horror film
Karloff & Lee - together!Alas, as Bolton conducts experiments upon himself in pursuit of his dream, he becomes addicted to his own formula. His hands - once known for their speed with a knife in the surgical theatre - shake and betray him. His memory fails him; he can't remember what happens to him while under the sway of his formula. He begins to deteriorate.
The hospital's executive committee denies Bolton another chance to prove his work's validity and puts him, more or less, on "informal leave", suspending his privileges at the hospital's dispensary - the only place he can get the drugs necessary for both his research and his addiction.
Bolton falls in with a reprehensible crowd of no-gooders, including the elegant but menacing Resurrection Joe (Christopher Lee), a soulless killer with a penchant for smothering his victims with pillows. In return for getting Dr. Bolton the drugs he now craves both for his experiments and for himself, these body snatchers, who have been murdering drunken alehouse customers and passing them off as natural deaths, manipulate Bolton into a Faustian bargain to sign the death certificates of their hapless victims so they might sell the bodies to the hospitals for teaching purposes and collect the money.
The reason I gave this DVD only 4 stars, rather than 5, had nothing whatsoever to do with my total enjoyment of this film. Indeed, the print is excellent and the sound quality clear and distinctive. The one complaint I have is that there is only one "extra" on the DVD - the film's original theatrical trailer. I would have liked to have seen at least an interactive cast listing and additional information on the film itself.
Other than that, it's great to see Karloff and Lee in the same production. They just ... belong together in a movie frame, I think. The violence is more implied than shown, making poor Bolton's situation even more tragic, and Karloff plays him sympathetically yet strongly.
I think anyone who is a fan of Boris Karloff, Christopher Lee or horror films in general will delight in seeing "Corridors of Blood".
Medical History film a treasure among very few

A great view of a typic french family
Family snapshots
Family strifeI loved the performance of Catherine Frot in the film. She was delicious and made the character of Yolande incredibly appealing and lovable. What a crying shame she should have shackled herself to such a self-centred, unappreciative husband. He was the luckiest man alive and yet too obtuse to realize it. How appallingly sad.
The high-light of the film for me was the little dance Yolande had with the quiet,philosophic bar-man Denis, played by Jean Pierre Darroussin, who, revealing his kind heart, offered to dance with her when her insensitive husband refused - despite the fact that it was supposed to be her birthday celebration. Denis's skillful dancing surprised them all, and disclosed a whole new aspect of his personality. There is a touching moment at the bar when Yolande, suspecting Betty's romantic interest and trying to encourage it, says to her with a lovely winsome expression; "He's a good dancer." And at the end of the film when Betty and Denis are seen to declare their love for each other, she says delightedly, to the chagrin of her snobbish and spiteful mother-in-law; "You know what this means? It means he's going to be part of the family."


Weird '60s British Noir Featuring Primo Sean Connery

Dull, dumb, and dumber*
Emotionally it is downright repulsive. No character is likeable, and the majority are completely repugnant. If, as is touted, this is meant to be a 'study' of the differences in attitude between the French and Americans in matters of the heart, then it a cynical, superficial, and wholly uninteresting 'study' - there are no worthwhile insights into human relationships, only tired, simplistic, and ultimately false cliches and stereotypes. It seems that the writer thinks that he has deeply analysed the French, that is all the French people and their entire culture, in terms of their purported readiness to say, 'But, of course', to any event, however disturbing. It is hard to think of a less intelligent analysis.
*
As a narrative, or as straight entertainment, it also fails dismally. The focus on money, as embodied by a painting by an old master, is incredibly dull. The characters are cardboard, with not even a hint of what lies behind their surface personas, and the latter are hardly engaging in themselves. Naomi Watts struggles to give some spine to her role, but the script defeats her at every turn. Kate Hudson doesn't even bother to struggle, figuring that simpering smiles and bafflement will suffice for her to pick up her pay check. The French actors sleepwalk their way through the nightmare.
*
This film is also far too long. So if you're looking for two hours of witless misanthropy, see 'Le Divorce'. I still can't quite believe that Merchant Ivory had anything to do with a film this bad.
Le Not Quite What I was ExpectingActually, it strikes me as a movie very insulting to the French. They are depicted as adulterous, two-faced, and out to steal your inheritance if possible. How different things would be if only they would have supported the invasion of Iraq!
There are a lot of good performances, that's true, and that's what does make the picture work as far as it does. The woman playing Kate Hudson's sister is absolutely beautiful, too.
One scene that did make me burst out laughing (but not the moviemakers' design) was when Kate visited a lingerie shop to outfit herself for an assignation. This totally flat-chested actress told the shopkeeper she needed a 34B! Oh, sacre bleu! There's just no way she could have that cup size!
It got a little too serious and then dipped into melodrama at the end; rather like an eclair that turns out to have a heavy crust.
See it if you must, but I was vaguely disappointed.
If you did not understand it....
Scripted by George Barclay and Lance Z. Hargreaves, and based on a story by Frederick Escreet Smith; DEVIL DOLL is a compact but enjoyable little chiller.
The Great Vorelli (Bryant Halliday) is a charismatic hypnotist/ ventriloquist who arrives in London to do his famed show, in which his dummy Hugo can walk and talk by himself- but there's one hitch: This is no trick.But the audience don't realize that. Of course no magic show would be the same without audience participation; and co-incidentally one of the chosen patrons is Marian Hore (Yvonne Romain), the attractive daughter of one of England's richest men. Vorelli uses this opportunity to offer to do a charity performance for her.
But during the act Hugo gets carried away and he reveals his homicidal tendencies. Would it have anything to do with his "Master" locking him in a cage and goading him into committing murder? There's an amusing bit at this performance where Vorelli makes Hugo drink wine, saying to him: "Don't drink too much, Hugo. It might make the sawdust in your stomach swell".
DEVIL DOLL is more funny today than frightening, but Halliday is perfect as Vorelli; helping make a silly idea into a fairly good chiller, albeit one with a wholly predictable resolution.