October Positivity: Mindreader (dir by Rich Christiano)


2022’s Mindreader start out telling the story of the Great Dexter (Hamish Briggs).

In 1974, Dexter amazed audiences with his mid-reading tricks.  He also amazed his fellow magicians, none of whom could figure out how Dexter performed his tricks.  Dexter insisted that they only needed to consider his catch phrase — “I don’t really do magic, I just read minds,” — to understand how he was able to know what people were thinking.  Dexter said that his fellow magicians just needed to have faith that he could do what he could do.

But the other magicians, because they were so used to the idea of tricking their audiences, would not accept what Dexter said.  They launched an investigation into how Dexter was able to read minds.  A particularly jealous magician tried to fool Dexter by lying about what he was thinking.  Dexter, of course, saw right through him and humiliated the magician in front of his peers.  Those who worked at the same theater as Dexter were offered money to spy on and betray Dexter.  Dexter’s story eventually ended with tragedy.

Years later, Dexter is a revered figure.  The same organization of magicians that persecuted him now wants to honor him.  They interview those who knew Dexter.  They hear about Dexter’s powers.  They hear about how Dexter’s ability to read minds helped countless people.  And they still demand to know how Dexter could have read minds.  Dexter’s now aged assistant tells them that they can either believe it was a trick or they can accept that Dexter could do what he said he could.

Now, it’s pretty obvious what this film is getting at.  Dexter is obviously meant to be a Christ figure and his persecution is meant to parallel the betrayal and crucifixion of Jesus.  It’s not at all subtle but it’s still fairly well-done.  For a Rich Christiano film, the first hour of Mindreader is well-directed, well-acted, and nicely paced.

However, the film takes an abrupt turn when the end credits suddenly roll at the 60 minute mark and a whole new film begin.  Suddenly, the viewer finds themselves watching as a bunch of college students as they stand up and leave a movie theater.  They agree the movie was interesting but they don’t say much else about it.  The student who invited them to the movie goes to his dorm room and feels like a failure for not talking to them about the film’s message.  But, the next day, he discovers that at least one of them is interesting in what the film was really about and they proceed to discuss it.

Two things about this ending:

Number one, it feels more than a little self-congratulatory.  One gets the feeling that this ending was Christiano’s way of clapping back at every critic (like me!) who has ever suggested that a lot of faith-based films don’t really do much to reach people who don’t already agree with their point of view.

Number two, as the magicians in this film could have told you, you should never reveal how it’s done.  There’s a difference between getting people to think about something and telling people to think about it.  After an effective hour, Mindreader gets too heavy-handed for its own good.

Sometimes, you have to have faith in your audience.

October Hacks: Murder Rock (dir by Lucio Fulci)


Are the streets to blame?  Paranoia’s coming your way….

Ah, Murder Rock.

This 1984 film is often dismissed as being one of director Lucio Fulci’s lesser efforts, an attempt to combine the trappings of the giallo genre with the sexy, choreographed dance routines of Flashdance.  And certainly, the film does lack the visceral, dream-like horror of The Beyond trilogy and Zombi 2.  The film’s killer isn’t even as interesting as The New York Ripper‘s killer who talked like a duck.  That said, I think some critics have been a bit too hard on Murder Rock over the years.  Taken on its own terms, it’s a well-made slasher with a healthy does of 80s style.  Of course, I should admit that, as someone who grew up attending dance classes and dancing through the pain, I could relate to the film’s milieu.  I’ve never had to deal with a zombie in real life but I did meet my share of dancers who would do anything to move up.

The film takes place at the Arts For The Living Center in New York City, where young dancers are hoping to land a spot on a televisions show and also hoping to avoid getting killed by the murderer who is haunting the locker rooms and using a long hairpin needle to stop the hearts of his victims.  (The sound of a previously healthy victim’s heart beating on the soundtrack and then abruptly stopping is far more powerful than one might expect.)

Previously seen losing an eye in Fulci’s Zombi 2, Olga Karalatos plays Candice Norman, the owner of the dance studio.  When one of her dancers is murdered while taking a shower, Candice is just one of many suspects.  Candice, however, is haunted by a dream in which she sees herself being stalked by a handsome man (Ray Lovelock) carrying a hairpin.  Later, Candice realizes that she’s seen the handsome man before.  He’s George Webb, a male model whose face adorns a billboard.  Candice starts to investigate George on her own, discovering that he’s apparently an alcoholic who lives in a run-down apartment.  When evidence starts to show up suggesting that George could be the murderer, he claims that he’s being framed.

Of course, George isn’t the only suspect.  There’s also Willy Stark (played by Christian Borromeo), a dancer whose girlfriend ends up as a victim of the murder spree.  With his blonde hair and aristocratic bearing, Christian Borromeo was one of the most handsome actors to appear in Italian films in the early 80s.  He didn’t do many films before retiring but he still managed to appear in films directed by Dario Argento, Federico Fellini, Ruggero Deodato, and Lucio Fulci.  He played very different characters in all of his films and gave a good performance each time.  One reason why I specifically want to single out Christian Borromeo here is because there’s still a lot of people online who are under the impression that Borromeo died a heroin overdose in the 80s.  This is largely due to a comment that was made during an interview with David Hess, who co-starred with Borromeo in The House At The Edge of the Park.  Hess was confusing Borromeo with their co-star, Garbiele Di Giulio.  Di Giulio did indeed die of a heroin overdose.  Christian Borromeo is still alive, though retired from acting.

As for Murder Rock, the killings are nowhere near as gory as in Fulci’s other films but that actually adds to the film’s creepy atmosphere.  The killer is frightening because the killer is coolly efficient and can kill without resorting to the out-of-control, manic violence of quacking sociopath at the center of The New York Ripper.  As is usual with Fulci, the film’s visuals are Murder Rock‘s greatest strength.  The first murder occurs while the locker room’s light blink on and off, creating a truly frightening sequence as the camera seamlessly assumes the killer’s point of view.  When the police investigate the crime, the flashes of the police cameras are almost blinding as they record the stark crime scene.  Candice’s nightmares play out like a particularly macabre perfume commercial (and yes, that it meant as a compliment).  Fulci’s camera roams from location to location, keeping the audience off-balance throughout the film.  As he did in so many of his other films, Fulci makes New York look like the grimiest, most claustrophobic city in the world.

As for the dance sequences, they’re so over-the-top that you can’t help but love them.  The film was obviously envisioned as a way to cash in on the popularity of Flashdance but Fulci’s dispenses of the romanticism that made Flashdance a hit and instead just focuses on bodies moving in a explosion of choreographed carnality.  There’s nothing subtle about the way the film lingers on the spandex-clad dancers but then again, that’s why we love Fulci.  He was not one to make apologies.

Fulci once said that Murder Rock was meant to be the first part of a projected trilogy of musical gialli.  Who knows whether or not that’s true.  (As an interview subject, Fulci was always quick to boat of the grand projects he had planned for the future.  As the diabetic Fulci was in precarious health at the same time that he made his most popular horror films, there was always something rather poignant to Fulci’s constant boasting about all of the great films he planned to make.)  As I said at the start of this review, Murder Rock is one of Fulci’s less-appreciated films but, as someone who loves both dancing and watching horror movies, I’ve always liked it.  Even the fact that the killer is exposed in a way that doesn’t really stand up to close scrutiny just adds to the film’s charm.  (Seriously, a good giallo rarely makes that much sense.)

In closing — SING IT!

Are the streets to blame?

Paranoia’s coming your way!

 

The TSL Horror Grindhouse: Spookies (dir by Brendan Faulkner, Thomas Doran, and Eugenie Joseph)


The 1986 film Spookies is not exactly the easiest film to describe.

A 13 year-old boy named Billy (Alec Nemser) runs away from home after his parents forget his birthday.  After a conversation with a random drifter, Billy ends up entering a spooky and apparently abandoned mansion.  The inside of the house is decorated for a birthday party.  “They didn’t forget!” Billy says, assuming the party is for him even though neither he nor his parents live at the house.  Needless to say, the party is not for Billy, who soon ends up getting buried alive by a werecat (Dan Scott).

The werecat is the pet of Kreon (Felix Ward), an elderly warlock who lives in the abandoned house and spends his time playing chess and trying to convince his wife, Isabelle (Maria Pechukas), to fall in love with him.  He’s been trying to convince Isabelle for 70 years.  Kreon is very old but Isabelle is still very young because Kreon has been sacrificing people to keep her young.  Isabelle is not particularly happy about that.

Meanwhile, a group of four couples and one friend come across the house on the same night of Billy.  Having gotten kicked out of a previous party, they decide to have a new party in the house.  The main thing that most viewers will notice about the nine friends is that none of them seem to have much in common.  Duke (Pat Wesley Bryan) and Linda (Joan Ellen Delaney) are apparently supposed to be rebellious teenagers, despite appearing to be in their 30s.  Adrienne (Charlotte Alexandra) appears to be wealthy and spoiled and is married to wimpy Dave (Anthony Valbrio).  Peter (Peter Dain) and Meegan (Kim Merril) both appear to be in their 40s and seem to be way too straight-laced and intelligent to be hanging out with Duke.  Rich (Peter Iasillo, Jr.) is the practical joker of the group and carries a puppet around with him.  Finally, Carol (Lisa Friede) and Lewis (Al Magliochetti) don’t get much character development as it only takes a few minutes for Carol to get possessed by a demon and for Lewis to die while trying to flee the mansion.

It turns out that the entire mansion is crawling with demons.  There’s zombies in both the wine cellar and the nearby cemetery.  There’s a spiderwoman who has spun quite an impressive web.  There are little green lizard things that chew off people’s faces.  There’s a hooded figure who can shoot out electrified tendrils.  While the monsters track down and kill the party-goers one-by-one, the Werecat watches from a distance and purrs.  Occasionally, he goes and visits with Kreon, who says that everything is going as he planned it.  Personally, I think Kreon is just saying that because it’s obvious that next to no planning went into any of this.

To say that Spookies is a bit disjointed would be an understatement.  The fact that there are three credited directors provides a clue as to how that came to be.  The footage with the partygoers and all the house monsters was filmed first and directed by Brendan Faulkner and Thomas Doran.  Creative differences between the film’s producers and financial backers led to the film being temporarily abandoned during the editing process.  A year later, Eugene Joseph was hired to shoot the scenes of Billy, Kreon, the Werecat, and Isabelle and those scenes were rather clumsily inserted into the original footage.  The end result was Spookies.

But, oddly enough, as confusing and disjointed and nonsensical as it all is, it kind of works.  The old mansion is creepy.  (Interestingly enough, the mansion is actually the Jay Estate, the home of founding father John Jay.)  Some of the monster makeup is effectively grotesque.  The story’s incoherence and even the all-around bad acting on the part of the actors playing the victims all come together to create a nightmarish atmosphere.  (And, in defense of the scenes that were shot by Eugenie Joseph, the performances of Felix Ward, Dan Scott, and Maria Pechukas are all actually quite good.)  The film’s frenzied ending actually works surprisingly well.

At its worst, Spookies is an Evil Dead rip-off that lacks the enthusiasm that Sam Raimi and Bruce Campbell brought to that film.  At its best, Spookies feels like a filmed nightmare.

Night Explorers: The Asylum (2023, directed by John K. Webster)


Eight “urban explorers,” who have the own streaming show where they film themselves in haunted locations across Britain, try to spend the night at the long abandoned Pelosi Asylum.  Pelosi Asylum (and it’s a British film so don’t read too much into the name, as tempting as it may be to do so) is supposed to be one of the most haunted locations in the UK.  It’s scheduled to be demolished and the explorers plan to be the last people to spend the night at the Asylum.

None of the supernatural explorers actually believe in the supernatural.  Before entering the Asylum, they joke about how everything that they do is just for show and how all of the “supernatural” things that they’ve filmed have actually been created through clever editing.  They don’t even plan to actually spend the entire night at the Asylum.  Once they do enter the Asylum, they decide to split up to explore and get as much footage as they need to edit something together.  That’s when they discover that they are not alone.  The Asylum is full of former patients who consider the building to be their home and who did not welcome uninvited guests.

Night Explorers: The Asylum starts out as a found footage film but it quickly abandons that and instead becomes a standard slasher film where people split up for no good reason and get picked off one-by-one.  There’s nothing new or surprising about Night Explorers but there are some effective jump scares and fans of gore will find a lot to look at here.  The film’s killers are frighteningly ruthless and the violence is not for the squeamish.  For the most part, the cast is hampered by undeveloped characters but everyone is convincing enough as the type of moron who would think breaking into an abandoned asylum was a good idea.  I’ve definitely seen better than this film but I’ve also seen much worse movies that cost considerably more money to make.  What Night Explorers lack in originality, it makes up for in blood and atmosphere.

October True Crime: Ripper’s Revenge (dir by Steve Lawson)


Taking place in Victorian-era London, 2023’s Ripper’s Revenge tells the story of Sebastian Stubb (Chris Bell.)

Sebastian Stubb is a journalist, writing stories for one of the many sleazy tabloids that keep the people of London in a state of constant agitation.  Just a few months ago, things were going well for Stubb and his fellow reporters.  Jack the Ripper was terrorizing the city and sending bloody letters to both the police and the newspaper.  Every day, there was a new detail to be reported and a new panic to stoke.  Stubb and his colleagues left London obsessing over the crimes and the motivation of the mysterious Jack the Rippe, to such an extent that Stubb now feels that his reporting probably inspired more murders than it stopped.

Jack the Ripper’s killing spree has come to an apparent end and the Ripper himself has disappeared, though Londoners still continue to speculate about who he could have been.  (In real life, the police rather infamously claimed that an obscure lawyer named Montague Druitt was the murderer but there really wasn’t much evidence for that, beyond the fact that the murders appear to have ended at the same time that Druitt committed suicide.  Personally, I suspect that the assassin was an American con artist named Francis Tumblety, who fled back to America shortly after the final murder was committed.)  Stubb is now struggling financially.  While his girlfriend, Iris (Rachel Warren), walks the streets just as the victims of Jack the Ripper once did, Stubb searches for the next big story.

Then, one day, Stubb gets a letter.  The letter is from someone claiming to be Jack the Ripper.  The writer apologizes for having not written sooner and then tells Stubb that his latest victim can be found in a warehouse.  Though believing the letter to be a hoax, Stubb goes to the warehouse and discovers a dead prostitute.  At the same time, Stubb is himself discovered by the London police and is hauled off to jail.

Now, at this point, I should mention that Ripper’s Revenge is a sequel to a film called Ripper Untold.  That film also featured Chris Bell as Stubb and apparently, it featured him investigating the original Ripper murders.  I point this out because I haven’t seen Ripper Untold, so I don’t know how directly Ripper’s Revenge follows the story from the first film.  It doesn’t really matter, though,  This is a case where you can follow the sequel’s plot without having seen the original.

We know Stubb is not the Ripper but who is?  Because this is a low-budget film, there really aren’t that many suspects.  Inspector Wingate (Carl Wharton) seems to have a nasty puritanical streak.  Junior reporter Lenny (Rafe Bird) seems to be almost too eager to help out Stubb.  And even Iris seems to be really excited about the idea of the murders starting again, if just so Stubb can make more money.  Who is the murderer?  I won’t spoil it, beyond to say that the ending has so many twists that it almost starts to feel like a parody of a surprise ending.

That said, this low-budget and rather talky film is actually surprisingly effective.  Bell, Warren, Wharton, and especially Rafe Bird all give excellent performances and the film really does capture the claustrophobic desperation of living on the fringes of acceptability,  (This is a case where both the low budget and the limited amount of locations really work to the film’s benefit.)  The discussion about whether or not the Ripper would have existed without the press shows that this film has more on its mind than just exploiting the crimes of history’s first celebrity killer.  As I said, the ending is a twisty one and it doesn’t quite make sense but things rarely do when it comes to Jack the Ripper.

Horror Film Review: Terror of Mechagodzilla (dir by Ishiro Honda)


Megchagodzilla has returned!

The robot version of Godzilla, Mechagodzilla made his debut in 1974’s Godzilla vs. Mechagodzilla.  In that film, it was revealed that Mechagodzilla was built and controlled by a bunch of aliens who wanted to use him to subjugate humanity so that the aliens could take over the Earth.  The real Godzilla put an end to those plans, not only saving the world from an alien invasion but also tossing Mechagodzilla into the ocean.

Unfortunately, it would appear that Godzilla didn’t do a good enough job taking care of his robotic counterpart because, in 1975’s Terror of Mechagodzilla, the aliens are able to resurrect Mechagodzilla and they once again sent it out to destroy humanity, starting with Japan.  Working with the aliens is a mad scientist named Dr. Mafune (Akihko Hirata).  Mafune’s daugther, Katsura (Tomoka Ai0), is a cyborg who has a mechanical and mental connection to Mechagodzilla.  Whenever her eyes glow, Mechagodizlla does something destructive.  The aliens team Mechagodzilla up with a new monster, the fearsome Titanosaurus.

 

Mechagodzilla and Titanosaurus work together to once again destroy Japan and it must be said that they appear to be quite capable of doing just that.  Say what you will about the special effects in these films, the scene where Mechagodzilla blows up an entire city block does pack a punch.  If Mechagodzilla is laser-focused on blowing stuff up, Titanosaurus just seems to be looking for a fight with someone.  Titanosaurus is a very enthusiastic monster, like a previously bullied kid who has just hit a growth spurt and now can’t wait to beat up everyone on the playground.  Eventually, Godzilla shows up to give Titanosaurus the fight that he’s looking for.

This film is one of the ones where Godzilla is firmly established as being humanity’s champion.  The atomic beast who once represented the trauma of the nuclear attacks on Hiroshima and Nagasaki is now a friend to all humans.  That said, it’s hard not to notice that it takes Godzilla a while to actually show up.  He allows Mechagodzilla and Titanosaurus to blow up a lot of buildings and probably kill a lot of people before he finally puts in an appearance and orders them to stop.  It’s nice that Godzilla showed up in time to save a group of children from Mechagodzilla but you have to wonder how many of those children are now orphans because Godzilla wasn’t willing to do anything while Mechagodzilla was blowing up apartment buildings.

The majority of this film centers not on Godzilla but instead on some Interpol agents who are trying to figure out what the professor and the aliens are planning on doing.  (To me, it seemed pretty obvious that the aliens were planning on using a bunch of giant monsters to destroy humanity but maybe Interpol had some information that I didn’t.)  The agents do eventually manage to track down the aliens and the professor.  There’s some sub-James Bond style action as the agents attack the evil lair.  Despite everything that Interpol does in this film, it’s obvious that Godzilla is man’s only hope.

This was the last of the original Godzilla films.  After this film came out, it would be nearly ten years before the monster was revived and returned to once again being a threat to humanity as opposed to being a friend.  Sadly, Terror of Mechagodzilla doesn’t feature enough giant monster action.  When the monsters are onscreen and fighting, this movie is a lot of fun.  Godzilla’s visible frustration with having to deal with Mechagodzilla again is very endearing.    Unfortunately, the majority of the film gets bogged down with the humans searching for the bad guys and trying to figure out their extremely simple plot.  In the end, the movie leaves the viewer thankful for Godzilla but also frustrated that he didn’t get more to do.

Previous Godzilla Reviews:

  1. Godzilla, King of the Monsters (1958)
  2. Godzilla Raids Again (1958)
  3. King Kong vs Godzilla (1962)
  4. Mothra vs. Godzilla (1964)
  5. Ghidorah: The Three-Headed Monster (1964)
  6. Invasion of the Astro-Monster (1965)
  7. Godzilla vs. The Sea Monster (1966)
  8. Son of Godzilla (1967)
  9. Destroy All Monsters (1968)
  10. All Monsters Attack (1969)
  11. Godzilla vs Hedorah (1971)
  12. Godzilla vs Gigan (1972)
  13. Godzilla vs Megalon (1973)
  14. Godzilla vs Mechagodzilla (1974)
  15. Godzilla vs. Mothra (1992)
  16. Godzilla vs. Destoroyah (1995)
  17. Godzilla, Mothra, and King Ghidorah: Giant Monsters All-Out Attack (2001)
  18. Godzilla (2014)
  19. Godzilla: Planet of the Monsters (2017)
  20. Godzilla, King of the Monsters (2019)
  21. Godzilla vs Kong (2021)
  22. Godzilla Minus One (2023)

Horror Film Review: You’re Not Alone (dir by Eduardo Rodriguez)


Oh, screw this.

About fifty minutes into this movie, an adorable calico kitty cat is killed for no good reason.  We’re not supposed to care because the cat belonged to an annoying neighbor, the cat had a silly name (Mr. Nibbles, though considering that the cat’s a calico, it really should have been named Ms. Nibbles), and the cat was trespassing in the main character’s house.  But, to tell you the truth, I’ve had it with movies that feature animals being killed for nothing more than shock value.  Don’t get me wrong.  I know that cat wasn’t really killed and the cat’s owner probably got paid for her services but I’ve seen so many movies with so many dead pets that it just feels lazy at this point.

As for the rest of the film, it tells the story of Emma (Katia Winter) and her daughter, Isla (Leya Catlett).  Emma, a recovering alcoholic and a recent widow, has recently gotten custody of Isla.  They live in a gigantic house, one that I’m not sure how Emma affords on her salary as a waitress.  While Emma tries to bond with the uncommunicative Isla, strange things start to happen around the house.  Doors seem to open and close on their own.  The home security system keeps going off.  Things keep disappearing.  People keep disappearing.  Isla starts to talk about “the lost ghost” who apparently lives in her closet.  Isla explains that the lost ghost is “always here” and he’s always watching Emma.  Along with the ghost, Emma is haunted by memories of her past and an obsessive stalker who keeps showing up at inopportune moments.

You’re Not Alone actually gets off to a good start.  Haunted house films are almost always effective because everyone can relate to them.  We’ve all had the experience of lying in bed and wondering if someone is wandering around outside or if the sounds are just in our imagination.  You don’t even have to live in a house to have that fear.  Even when you’re living in an apartment, things get creepy once you turn out the lights,  Katia Winter gives a good and sympathetic performance as Emma and you’re on her side from the minute you see her having to deal with a snooty woman at the custody hearing.  The early scenes of Emma trying to keep calm and do her best even while her life seems to be falling apart are the best in the film.

But You’re Not Alone loses its way as it continues.  The cat dies.  A visit to a church feels like it was lifted from a hundred other horror films.  Emma’s best friend disappears in the closet but Emma never seems to notice her absence and Isla, who witnessed the disappearance, never mentions it to her.  A bunch of flies invade the house because someone’s seen The Amityville Horror.  The film commits the unpardonable sin of getting boring and a sudden twist ending can’t change that fact.

Call it the Curse of Mr. Nibbles.  Kill the cat and your film falls apart.

Horror Film Review: X: The Man With X-Ray Eyes (dir by Roger Corman)


X: The Man With The X-Ray Eyes (1963, dir by Roger Corman, DP: Floyd Crosby)

Eyes.  They’re one of the most important parts of our body but they’re also frightening easy to damage. Unlike the heart or the liver or the brain, they don’t have a protective covering of skin and bone.  They sit exposed and  are easily injured.  They can be ripped out of one’s head, which is a scary thought.  As well, they tend to grow weaker over time.  I love my multi-colored eyes and I think they’re one of my best features but I still spend a lot of time wishing that they weren’t quite as vulnerable as they are.  I often say that I’m blind without my contacts or my glasses.  That’s not quite true, of course.  I can see enough to get by if I forget to put in my contacts but I still have to do a lot of squinting, enough so that most people can take one look at me and say, “You forgot to put in your contacts, didn’t you?”  In my case, my eyesight has definitely gotten even worse over the past few years.  I’ve been told that’s normal but it still freaks me out.  I worry about waking up one day and not being able to see anything at all.

Director Lucio Fulci, a diabetic who was slowly going blind during the final years of his life, was infamous for including scenes of eyes being either pierced or gouged out in his films.  The New York Ripper even featured one scene where an eye was slit in half with a razor blade.  (This occurred in a close-up, no less!)  In Joe D’Amato’s Beyond the Darkness, there’s a scene where a mad taxidermist replaces the eyes of his dead fiancée with glass and for me, that’s one of most disturbing elements of the film.  Horror directors understand the vulnerability of the eyes and the sadness when life is extinguished from those eyes.  Eyes are said to be the windows to soul and when those eyes are lifeless, it’s a reminder that a living soul is a fleeting thing.

Perhaps that’s why 1963’s X: The Man With The X-Ray Eyes is such an effective work of art.  Directed by Roger Corman, the film tells the story of Dr. James Xavier (Ray Milland), a doctor who has developed eye drops that, when taken, allow one to have x-ray vision.  Dr. Xavier claims that the eye drops will allow doctors to more easily diagnose their patients and certainly, he has a point there.  His friend, Dr. Sam Brant (Harold J. Stone), points out that the eyes are directly connected to the brain and that using experimental eye drops on them could potentially drive a person mad.  Dr. Xavier proves Dr. Brant’s point by losing his tempter and accidentally pushing him out of a window.

Ah, x-ray vision.  It all starts out fun.  Dr. Xavier is performing miracle surgeries and seeing what everyone looks like naked.  (The swinging jazz party scene is a classic example of how 60s B-movies teased audiences while never quite showing everything.) But once he’s forced to go on the run from the police, Xavier finds himself making a living as a carnival psychic while still trying to refine his eyedrops.  Xavier’s sleazy manager (Don Rickles) tries to turn Xavier into a faith healer but, with Xavier’s x-ray vision growing more erratic and more intense, Xavier ends up running off to Vegas with a former colleague, Dr. Diane Fairfax (Diana Van der Vils).

And again, it’s all fun and games as Xavier uses his powers to cheat at cards.  But then the megalomania kicks in and, after Xavier basically announces that he’s cheating, he finds himself being chased through the desert by a police helicopter and freaking out as more and more of the universe is revealed to him.  Much like a Lovecraftian protagonist who has been driven mad by the sight of the Great Old Ones, Xavier finds himself overwhelmed by the center of the universe.  At a tent revival, a preacher shouts, “If thine eye offends thee, pluck it out!”

The film’s final image is a shocking one and it stays with you.  (There were rumors that the film originally ended with Xavier shouting, “I can still see!” but Corman himself said that never happened.)  Even without that final image, this would be one of Corman’s best films, a surprisingly intelligent and rather sad story about a man who, in trying to see what is usually hidden, was driven mad by what he discovered.  Ray Milland was well-cast as Dr. Xavier and watching him go from being a somewhat stiff but good-hearted scientist to a raving madman at a revival is quite an experience, a testament to the vulnerability that all humans share.  In the name of science, Xavier goes from being a respected researcher to being chased through the desert by a helicopter.  The man who wanted to be able to see everything finds himself wishing to be forever blinded.  Sometimes, the film suggests, it’s best not to be able to see everything around us.  Sometime, the mysteries of the universe should remain mysteries and the rest of us should respect our own vulnerabilities.

Horror on the Lens: The Terror (dir by Roger Corman, Francis Ford Coppola, Jack Hill, Monte Hellman, Dennis Jakob, and Jack Nicholson)


Have you ever woken up and thought to yourself, “I’d love to see a movie where a youngish Jack Nicholson played a French soldier who, while searching for a mysterious woman, comes across a castle that’s inhabited by both Dick Miller and Boris Karloff?”

Of course you have!  Who hasn’t?

Well, fortunately, it’s YouTube to the rescue.  In Roger Corman’s 1963 film The Terror, Jack Nicholson is the least believable 19th century French soldier ever.  However, it’s still interesting to watch him before he became a cinematic icon.  (Judging from his performance here and in Cry Baby Killer, Jack was not a natural-born actor.)  Boris Karloff is, as usual, great and familiar Corman actor Dick Miller gets a much larger role than usual.  Pay attention to the actress playing the mysterious woman.  That’s Sandra Knight who, at the time of filming, was married to Jack Nicholson.

Reportedly, The Terror was one of those films that Corman made because he still had the sets from his much more acclaimed film version of The Raven.  The script was never finished, the story was made up as filming moved alone, and no less than five directors shot different parts of this 81 minute movie.  Among the directors: Roger Corman, Jack Hill, Monte Hellman, Francis Ford Coppola, and even Jack Nicholson himself!  Perhaps not surprisingly, the final film is a total mess but it does have some historical value.

(In typical Corman fashion, scenes from The Terror were later used in the 1968 film, Targets.)

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“We Forgot About The Zombies”, Short Film Review by Case Wright, Dr.


Hello Horror fans, This has been about 10 years of me writing for this blog and yes, I’m still getting better! I found my voice years ago and still love the sound of it!

“We forgot about the zombies” begins with two out of shape men fleeing the undead and taking refuge in a barn. The skinny/unathletic protagonist- I shall call him – Mr. Skinnypants! Mr. Skinnypants has a huge gooey chunk of his arm hanging and it’s kind of funny. I did laugh. I think we might be in for something good.

The abandoned barn has a table filled with syringes that are poorly labeled with only a C and E with letters missing. Mr. Skinnypants immediately injects himself, turning him into a carnivorous WereRabbit! Yes, Little Bunny Foo Foo is OUT FOR BLOOD!!! The C and E stood for cute! This goes on for a while and it is pretty funny. See Noah, this is how it’s done or maybe you’ll be the Next Alex Magana and I will be allowed to hate you. The short ends with another good gag.

This short totally delivered. It had a good beginning, middle, and end. You understood the characters and the jokes landed well- very entertaining.