Saturday, 27 June 2020

Survivors… The Earth Dies Screaming (1964)


Probably not the best time to watch a film in which the majority of the Earth’s population gets killed off by an invisible enemy, but then again there’s more to this film than meets the eye. Writer Harry Spalding – here under the nom-de-plume of Henry Cross - had a fair track record in B-move exploitation having already written must-see films such as The Day Mars Invaded Earth (1962), House of the Damned (1963) and The Young Swingers (1963) and yet, after suggesting it as a joke, he was seemingly not keen on this title for his script.

There’s certainly not much screaming as the film opens with a tour through a body-strewn English countryside in which seemingly almost everyone has died on the spot. The film starts with a dead steam engine driver as his locomotive smashes into another at high speed, a stock shot which I think is from a silent film called The Wreckers (1929) which involved the staging of a head-on crash, filmed by Hungarian Géza von Bolváry and twenty two cameramen. Then a plane falls from the sky and we see two dead people outside and estate agents… surely a sign of The End of Days?

Willard Parker finds the lights on but nobody home
A Land Rover drives through deserted villages looking for any sign of life. It’s driven by American aeronautical engineer Jeff Nolan (Willard Parker a decent actor looking rather more than his 52 years) but still who soon over looks a car containing a dead woman and Thorley Walters who, at this early stage, surely can not be dead? Nothing doing, Jeff does the sensible thing and heads to the village pub – and I think we can all agree that there’s very little as compelling and comforting as a vintage sci-fi mystery based around a public house.

In the pub Jeff’s attempts to get a signal on the TV are rudely interrupted by a man holding a woman and, worse, a gun. It’s Quinn Taggart (the excellent Dennis Price) and Peggy Hatten (Virginia Field) an over-cautious couple who soon warm to the idea of another living person as, indeed, do Edgar Otis (the aforementioned Thorley) and his lady companion, Violet Courtland (Vanda Godsell) as Jeff finds them raiding a sweet shop. All five convene at the pub and try to work out why they are the only ones left.

Dennis Price and Virginia Field
Then things take a huge turn as the group spot two mysterious figures walking outside, Violet thinks it’s men in hazard suits and runs out to greet them as the rest hold back guns in hand – Jeff has a rifle – watching in horror as one of the figures turns round and zaps the middle aged woman dead. They are unearthly and look for all the world like early designs for Cybermen who didn’t make their debut in Doctor Who until the Tenth Planet in 1966. The figures walk off and the group have no desire to stop them.

A young couple drive up in a Vauxhall, a cocky young chap in too-tight slacks, Mel (David Spenser) and his heavily pregnant girlfriend Lorna (Anna Palk). Under Jeff’s instructions they head off to the nearest army base and secure some more rifles and begin to hunker down to try and work out a plan of action.


Terence Fisher directs a lot of tension into the film through what is essentially a character play with added alien menace. The interplay between the five is well handled as alphas Jeff and Peggy are drawn to each other as Quinn looks more and more venal – could anyone ever convey the mix of self-serving cowardice and  self-loathing as well as Dennis Price? Meanwhile the young couple bicker and Edgar turns increasingly to drink.

There’s a close encounter as Lorna grabs a midnight milk in the kitchen as one of the aliens appears at the window and Jeff narrowly avoids getting zapped and then additional creepiness is added as Violet is reanimated as a boggle-eyed zombie under the aliens’ control. Another tense scene see Peggy hiding in wide-eyed terror in a wardrobe as two zombies search for the living… More and more of the formerly deceased start appearing and it’s now that Quinn makes his move, trying to get away in his smart MG with Peggy at gunpoint. In spite of her tight dress and high heels Peggy is able to give him the slip and as he tries to make good his escape one of the aliens applies the microwave treatment.

The are worse places to hold up than a pub...as Edgar Wright knows full well.
Jeff rams one of the aliens in his Land Rover – good car casting in this picture – and they discover that they’re robots, an advance recce for extra-terrestrials clearly far too advanced to get their hands dirty at the early stages of an invasion. There must be some way to stop them… who is controlling the robots and how? Did I mention that Jeff is an engineer?

Dusty verdict: A good cast and decent direction make the most of this film and whilst it’s not quite a home counties Invasion of the Body Snatchers there’s enough suspense and human interest to keep your interest and it’s probably in the Top Ten Low Budget Alien Invasion Films Set in Pubs in Surrey!

There’s also an interesting score from avant-garde composer Elisabeth Lutyens which adds much to the atmosphere. She composed scores for many Hammer horror movies as well as Amicus Productions and mostly took the work to pay the bills famously saying; 'Do you want it good, or do you want it Wednesday?'. She was the first woman to compose for British films and is a thoroughly interesting character in her own right and if I take one thing from this film it is to find out more about her. She apparently enjoyed being called the “Horror Queen” and it went with a style that included green nail varnish and the trappings of eccentric bohemia.


The main location is the lovely village of Shere in Surrey and Elisabeth’s father father, Edwin Lutyens, designed Manor House Lodge seen on a number of occasions, here as Dennis’ Price drives his MG. I can feel a location visit coming on, if only that pub is still open…

The train crash from The Wrecker and above the scene featured in this film

Sunday, 31 May 2020

Squint and die! The House That Vanished (1973)


This film is dark, no, really dark, so dark that for long passages you can’t see what’s happening. Now, whether that’s the original intention or just the result of the copy of an old VHS I watched is another matter altogether. This was Spanish director José Ramón Larraz’s fourth film and the first he made in Britain – he’s probably best known for Symptoms (1974) as well as Vampyres (1974) but he had a long career mostly back home. His style here is deliberate and slow, building up the tension and vulnerability of the main characters and playing against an off-beat background in which things are either not as they seem or entirely as they may well be. So, even without the extra layers of video murk, you’re on your guard throughout, especially as explanations are not always defined.

It features a young photographic model, Valerie Jennings played by Andrea Allan who I thought I’d not seen before but who was a regular in Gerry Anderson’s UFO; I didn’t recognize her without the purple wig! She is very recognisable though and does a good job here as she’s almost ever present throughout the film in a way that reminds you of Hitchcock’s blondes, Larraz turns us all into voyeurs for the duration, bad things happen but we keep on looking at the beauty. We’re all complicit in this kind of film and it is not without some genuinely disturbing moments particularly a sequence involving the always watchable Judy Matheson, which colours the whole film and intentionally so.

Dark
The House That Vanished is also known as Scream... and Die! As well as Please! Don't Go in the Bedroom (and you really, really, don’t want to go in that bedroom…) but I think the first title is the grandest for what is ultimately a patchy affair that whilst it is shocks intermittently and engages throughout, ultimately it doesn’t quite hold together.

It starts off with Valerie on a modelling assignment, going through the motions with a photographer who wants her to do some more risqué work with him. She’s not willing to go there as she doesn’t trust his artistic integrity although she is willing to take a chance with her very dodgy boyfriend, Terry (Alex Leppard) who’s idea of a good time is to drive her out, off road, into the misty woods. Terry has a little job to do and finds a grand house in the middle of nowhere before gaining entry in search of something, although he won’t say what.

Dark deeds as seen from the cupboard
They find a draw full of women’s passports, which is odd, and then have to hide in a cupboard as a couple enters the house and begin to strip off on the bed. All of this takes place in almost pitch black and I tip my hat to cinematographer Trevor Wren who, even on this murky multi-transfer, captures enough of the action, admittedly mostly the now naked form of the woman. What comes next is the first real shock as the man brutally slices his companion to death as the two onlookers gasp in shock. Valerie runs for her life, heading into the woods after finding Terry’s car keys missing.

The resultant chase is well handled as Valerie hides away in a scrap yard with the killer not far behind, walking deliberated knife in hand as she shivers in terror in the back seat of a rusted car. She stays there until morning, hitches back home where she finds Terry’s car parked outside but there’s no sign of Terry there or at his flat.

Flats were a lot cheaper in Blomfield Road, London's Little Venice...
Life carries on and her friends Mike (Lawrence Keane) and his girlfriend, Stella (Annabella Wood), more than familiar with Terry’s criminal activities, urge her not to go to the police as she’ll get caught up in the burglary.

So far so mysterious but then Valerie meets a strange and attractive sculptor, Paul (Karl Lanchbury) at Mike’s shop along with his Aunt Susanna (Maggie Walker). Paul makes intriguing ornamental masks and seems a much more interesting chap than thuggish old Terry. Valerie starts seeing Paul but strange things keep happening as she returns to her house to find pigeons in the darkened basement. They’re owned by another odd gentleman a Mr. Hornby (Peter Forbes-Robertson) who has just moved in with his flighty pets.

Seems like a relaxed kind of guy?
Meanwhile, the relationship between Paul and his Aunt is rather odd too and after leaves Valerie after an awkward dinner in their London apartment, the older woman has her way with her young protégé…  The next day Mike and Stella go with Valerie to try and find the house but only manage to locate the scrap yard along with Terry’s car… has the house vanished as the title suggests?

So, by this point I’m counting three suspects and one no longer as obvious as he was before the incest… the film needs to pick up the pace though and does so with the return from holiday of Valerie’s flat mate Lorna (Judy Matheson). Lorna provides the semblance of normality and wrong-foots the audience long enough for the shock of her brutal murder to hit us all the harder. It’s pretty hard to watch if I’m honest and Judy approached it with the same degree of professionalism as all her work, it’s upsetting and unsettling.

Here's Judy
It’s also exactly why Valerie should not go in the bedroom… but she does. Judy is able to quickly extablish the vibrancy of her character and we care what happens and it's horrible. Shaken, Valerie accepts Paul’s invitation to go and stay at his Aunt’s country mansion. A chance to get away from it all with new friends? What do you think?

Dusty verdict: The House That Vanished is a weird film but it’s hardly a House of Mystery. The reveals are shocking for their repeated juxtaposition with sexual intimacy but they’re not especially surprising. It would almost certainly have been more visceral and horrific in the depths of a darkened cinema… after images haunting your steps back home after the late bus dropped you off.

It’s well worth seeking out but is not currently available on home media…