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Showing posts with label george zucco. Show all posts
Showing posts with label george zucco. Show all posts

Sunday, February 1, 2015

Scared to Death (1947)

An American mystery directed by Christy Cabanne, starring Bela Lugosi, George Zucco and Nat Pendleton.
A woman is on "The Table" in a morgue and the story of her death is told in flashback. She is living in a house with a doctor, his son, their security guard, maid and a guest magician who brings a dwarf/midget. There is talk of identifying folks in a picture and the soon-to-be-dead woman being kept in the house against her will.
This was Bela Lugosi's only color film and color is the only thing that differentiates it from his other films. The plot was slightly more complex, but at the same time quite boring. The large number of characters prevented any of them from being developed or gaining any depth. I believe that the rentacop wanting coffee was the deepest character with the most development. The audio and video were actually decent, with everything being relatively audible and visible. My opinion is that Bela played his type-cast role quite well, being the one trick pony that he was. I rate this bad. It would be a good idea to avoid watching this.

Thursday, January 22, 2015

Fog Island (1945)

An American mystery thriller directed by Terry O. Morse, starring George Zucco.
A man lives on an island surrounded by fog with the daughter of his murdered wife. He invites business associates there and gives them clues to solve a puzzle with the promise of treasure. The guest fight amongst themselves, trying to find the treasure.
This was a little on the shitty side. When the camera can't even be kept still to film a shot, something is definitely wrong. The plot was standard '40s intrigue that would also qualify as standard 2010s in-fighting. The characters were not developed at all. The audio had that signature dead air hiss that we all know from the 1940s and seemed a little muffled, although it was treble-biased. Style was nonexistent, with all aspects of the film falling into standard, stock methodologies. I'm going to have to rate this poor because it was not painful to watch, but extremely lacking in any value of any kind. Being mostly distracted by other tasks for the entire duration may have led me to rate this better than it deserves. You may want to skip this one.

Saturday, January 17, 2015

Dead Men Walk (1943)

An American horror directed by Sam Newfield, starring Dwight Frye, George Zucco and Mary Carlisle.
A man dies and becomes a vampire. He feeds on a young woman who is being cared for by her boyfriend and a doctor.
This was a stupid, cheap and inferior Dracula knock-off. The stale plot, forgettable characters and bad video complete the package. The only good thing was the intro. It featured a man's face superimposed on a fire as he spoke some menacing lines about the undead. The title got a Dead End song, Dead Man's Rock stuck in my head although a more appropriate tune would have been Alice Cooper's Ballad of Dwight Frye. I rate this bad. DO NOT WATCH!