Anyone who reads any of Horrorfest probably has caught on
that I always bitch about haunted house movies and ghosts because, with a few
exceptions (POLTERGEIST, THE CHANGELING), they're usually simultaneously about
the supernatural while allowing the supernatural to manifest itself in
underwhelming ways. Time and again I say, in real life, obviously hauntings
have to manifest themselves in shadows and bumps in the night and cold spots
and things like that because there's no such thing as ghosts, so that's all
we're left with. In movies, the sky's the limit, so why waste time on bumps in
the night and cold spots when you could just literally show me a ghost? Blah,
blah, blah.
Anyway, THE LEGEND OF HELL HOUSE can be added to the short
list of exceptions, because it's good. This UK flick from 1973 was directed by
John Hough, who went on to direct a bunch of those creepy Disney flicks like
WITCH MOUNTAIN and WATCHER IN THE WOODS.
Clive Revill stars as a physicist who is hired by a
millionaire (Roland Culver) to investigate a mansion notorious for being
violently haunted. It was once owned by an eccentric sadist whose sex and drug
parties led to all kinds of debauchery, up to and including murder, apparently.
Revill's job is to prove the place isn't haunted so the millionaire can unload
it. Revill will get a handsome sum if he can last a week there.
Revill brings along his wife (Gayle Hunnicutt) and two
mediums (Pamela Franklin and Roddy McDowall). McDowall has previous experience
with the haunted house, being the sole survivor of the last time anyone dared
to investigate the place.
The movie starts with Revill seeming like the main
character, then Franklin comes front and center for a while as most of the
haunting seems to start to revolve around her and she has most of the early
insights into what she thinks might be going on, but eventually towards the end
it turns out McDowall's been our main man the whole time, with his at first
subtle performance slowly burning into an over the top all out acting assault.
In other words, Roddy's good in this.
So's everyone else. For most of the movie I was sitting
there trying to figure out why Clive Revill seemed familiar and eventually I
ended up looking him up and realized he was the voice of the Emperor in THE
EMPIRE STRIKES BACK, before George Lucas re-made that scene.
Pamela Franklin was in the previous Horrorfest flick, THE
INNOCENTS, and is great here at projecting innocence but then able to turn on a
dime and get all demonic.
One cool thing about this movie is that Revill eventually
has a plan for ridding the house of ghosts, and it hinges on a piece of
scientific equipment. The plan doesn't go down quite the way he intends it to,
but I like the fact that he has a plan, and the plan is explained to the
audience, and seems to make sense, within the rules of the movie. This is more
than can be said for most haunted house flicks, which usually rely on weird
magic to fight magic, and not scientific know-how.
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