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Burial Ground: The Nights of Terror

August 20th, 2011 | article by | 5 Comments »
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a.k.a. Le Notti del Terrore / The Nights of Terror / Zombie III / Burial Ground
Year: 1981   Company: Esteban Cinematografica   Runtime: 84′
Director: Andrea Bianci   Writers: Piero Regnoli   Cinematography: Gianfranco Maioletti
Music: Elsio Mancuso, Berto Pisano   Cast: Karin Well, Gianluigi Chrizzi, Simone Mattioli, Antonella Antinori,
Roberto Caporeli, Peter Bark, Claudio Zucchet, Anna Valente, Raimondo Barbieri, Mariangela Girodano
Disc company: Media Blasters / Shriek Show   Video: 1080p 1.66:1    Audio: DTS-HD MA 2.0 English
Subtitles: 
None   Disc: BD50 (Region A)   Release Date: 08/23/2011
Order this disc now from Amazon.com

An assortment of upper class nincompoops head to a majestic, isolated villa for a bit of rest and recreation, unaware that the resident mad archaeologist has uncovered the terrible secret of awakening the ancient Etruscan dead.  Not long after the guests arrive the dead begin to rise, stalking our witless heroes with slow, sloooow determination and devouring them one by one.

Director Andrea Bianchi  heads up this dreadful zombie shocker from 1981, a derivative cross between Fulci’s Zombi 2 and Ossorio’s The Blind Dead series (substitute dead Etruscans for dead Templars) with a perverse dollop of sexploitation thrown in for good measure.  Bianchi appears to have been working with even less resources than normal for this feature, but he’s in rare sleazy form all the same.  Mostly known for erotic thrillers (MalabimbaStrip Nude for your Killer) and outright porn, the director loads Burial Ground to tipping point with crude sex and bottom dollar gore, not to mention a bit of his signature strangeness.

Penned by frequent Bianchi collaborator Piero Regnoli, Burial Ground‘s narrative encompasses about a cocktail napkin worth of dramatic material.  Yuppies descend upon a villa, screw around, and are eaten one-by-one by an unstoppable horde of the undead.  There’s plenty of running back and forth (especially in the latter third of the film) and even the pretense of backstory (a mad archaeologist, a deadly secret, a “profecy” of dubious relation to anything), but not much that could honestly be called plot.  This is exploitation in the purest sense of the word, with a handful of obnoxious but innocent idiots meeting a series of gruesome and undeserved demises strictly so that the producers can turn a buck.  It’s commercial trash in the poorest of possible taste, but whatever it lacks in altruistic motivations is more than made up for by an abundance of weirdness, camp, and cheap bloody thrills.

As for the latter, they’re mostly appropriated from past successes.  Fulci’s Zombi 2 is copied outright, right down to effects man Gino De Rossi’s (City of the Living Dead) designs for the maggot-and-worm ridden Etruscans.  The effect here is achieved with masks that appear to have been made of everything from rubber to clay to papier-mâché, and is pretty dreadful.  In an effort to create a skeletal appearance some performers’ features – noses, eyes, lips – are coated in black paint, an ineffectual method that’s obvious even in the poorest of copies of the film.  The actions of the zombies are likewise recycled for the most part, from hands popping out of the ground to harass a pair of young lovers to an adaptation of Zombi 2‘s infamous splinter sequence, here with shattered glass substituted.

  
  
  

There is still some originality in Burial Ground‘s dusty bones, however, and some of the kill scenes are quite novel.  My personal favorite has a man intruding upon the meditations of a table-full of monks, only to discover (too late of course) that he’s wandered into a monastery of the living dead.  After gorging themselves on our leading man the monks toddle off in a heads-bowed single-file procession – all that’s missing is a Gregorian chant!  Earlier in the film a maid is stalked, ninja style, by an especially clever zombie, who lunges from behind a planter and traps her on an upper-floor shutter with a well placed hand-thrown nail!  The poor maid is then beset by a gaggle of hungry dead, who gruesomely decapitate her with a scythe and take to munching on her disembodied head.

Burial Ground‘s gore isn’t as imaginative or well-produced as that in contemporary Fulci and Argento efforts, but if you’re one who prefers quantity over quality then there is a lot of it here for you to enjoy.  The usual tricks are employed – rubbery prosthetics, blood pumps and sacs full of slaughterhouse garbage.  Bianchi and photographer Gianfranco Maioletti (Cosmos: War of the Planets) ogle over their bottom barrel handiwork in lingering and unfocused close-ups, ensuring that the viewers are treated to heaping eyefuls of sloshing viscera and vivid red stage blood as often as can be afforded.  There is even a bit of style to be had here, with many of the gore scenes accentuated with inserts of Peckinpah-inspired slow motion violence (gunshots, skull crushing, even a zombie lit on fire).

Though undeniably gross, none of it could be called scary – Bianchi doesn’t have the patience (or perhaps the talent) to evoke any fear, suspense, or dread.  There is some notable creep factor, however, all to do with an off-the-wall narrative diversion about a doting mother and the incestuous intentions of her son Michael.  For reasons that likely have more to do with the legality of involving children in such situations than any foresight on the part of the producers, Michael is played not by a child but by middle-aged dwarf Peter Bark.  The results are far more unsettling than any of the more obvious horrors, as a man who’s supposed to be a boy cuddles up to and attempts to molest the beautiful Mariangela Giordano (Malabimba, Satan’s Baby Doll).  The subplot comes full circle in Burial Ground‘s most infamous scene – one that has been described at length elsewhere, but that I’ll not spoil here.

Burial Ground clocks in at a reasonable 85 minutes and gets to the gory bits early and often, with a some nudity and a lot of awful dubbed dialogue (far below the norm for these things, but featuring plenty of familiar Italian splatter voice actors) to amuse audiences in between.  Technically this is pretty wretched stuff, unattractively lit and awkwardly photographed with lots of handheld work, but it certainly has camp appeal and I’d be lying if I said I didn’t love it.  Those looking for a pointless and sleazy diversion could certainly do worse.

  
  
  

There’s actually quite a lot to discuss with regards to this Media Blasters / Shriek Show blu-ray edition of Burial Ground, and despite the obvious issues of transfer quality that discussion isn’t to be all bad.  As such I’ll not bore you with the typical disc introductions.

Firstly, rumors have abounded that past DVD editions of Burial Ground, be they from Japan Shock, AWE or Media Blasters, have all been cut by approximately four seconds – four seconds that have been reputed to contain additional gore.  As reported by Cinezilla and proven by this Youtube video of the missing footage, culled from a long-OOP and uncut Japanese VHS edition, all of the violent material is present and accounted for in the DVD editions.  What is missing from them is roughly half of a shot in which the mustachioed Simone Mattioli turns his head in horror after shuttering a window.  I’m pleased to report that this new Blu-ray edition does not appear to be sourced from the same elements as the DVD editions, and that the additional 4 seconds of Mattioli face-time are present and accounted for.  Yay.

As expected, there is a disparity in running time between the two Media Blasters presentations, but counter to expectations it does not run in the direction one might think.  The DVD edition runs for 1 hour 25 minutes and 8 seconds, while the HD edition runs a brisker 1 hour 23 minutes and 24 seconds – a difference of 1 minute and 44 seconds.  The immediate assumption is that the HD edition is missing footage.  Well it is, but there appears to be more to it than that.  At second glance the new Blu-ray edition of Burial Ground appears to be transferred from a different cut of the film than the DVD.  Let’s have a look at some of the missing footage first:

At 00:25:50 in the Blu-ray edition the scene cuts from the first image below to the next during the scene in which a zombie emerges from a planter:

 

What’s missing between these two points are roughly 10 seconds of footage, here sourced from the Media Blasters DVD – a connecting shot of the planter moving and two shots of the two actors getting hot with one another, as well as the first portion of the second shot listed above:

 
 

But here’s the weird bit:  The Blu-ray edition also features 27 seconds of footage at the beginning of this scene that is not present on the DVD.

In this case the DVD cuts between these two shots:

 

Whereas the Blu-ray adds this between them, an additional 27 second shot in which the two lovers arrive at the fountain and start kissing:

 

So, make of this what you will.  To my eyes this doesn’t so much look like a cut film, as a differently cut film.  The audio for the two sequences is cut from the same dub track, with each cut featuring the same dialogue and sound effects playing over the very different footage.  Why?  I don’t know.

Even earlier in the film, during the exploding chandelier sequence, the Blu-ray also adds the following two brief shots in addition to those already present on the DVD:

 

Though similar shots as above do appear in the DVD, the two above are unique to the Blu-ray.  Harder to take for those gorehounds among you may be the exclusion of the following two lightning-quick cuts from the Blu-ray edition of the film:

 

The two cuts, missing from the scene in which Peter Bark’s stepfather fires upon and is devoured by zombies, amount to approximately 1 second of running time, but by the strictest of measures it certainly suggests that gore that is present on the DVD is not present on the Blu-ray.  (Note: I have since run through each and every gore scene shot for shot, comparing the Blu-ray and DVD, and have found no other missing footage.  Whatever makes up the rest of the 1 minute and 44 second difference here, it’s not gore.)  After discovering these anomalies I am if anything more confused as two what’s going on with the source here than I was after I noted the disparity in running times.

It’ll take a shot for shot comparison between the two editions to tell just what all the differences are between them, and I’ve got no time for that at the moment.  The above at least proves that the Blu-ray edition of Burial Ground features a different cut, and is missing some footage even though it adds other, so keep that in mind if you’re thinking about purchasing.

Addendum 08/30/2011: After some discussion with kentaifilms, we seem to have discovered the root cause of the 1:44 of missing footage on this Blu-ray.  I’ve given him the glory of writing an article on the matter, as I’m sick of talking about this one, but the problem amounts to this:  At seemingly every opportunity, either MB or the post house that transferred the film originally have removed anywhere from a single to a handful of frames from just before or just after the physical cuts that hold the footage of this film together.  With a minute and 44 seconds missing that means that roughly 2500 previously available frames of footage are now gone, for reasons I’ll not even guess at (Kentai suggests a pitiful attempt to cover bad splices, and that makes as much sense as anything I can come up with).  Bottom line: This release is CUT, and in as bizarre a fashion as I’ve ever seen.  Keep that in mind if you’re debating purchasing.

And now, what everyone has been waiting for – how does the image compare to that of the older Media Blasters DVD edition?  Note that DVD snapshots appear before their Blu-ray counterparts, and have been upscaled to 1920×1080 for ease of comparison.

Presumably the work of the much-maligned LVR Post in Rome (there is no on-disc credit given for the transfer this go around) (according to LVR they are NOT responsible for this transfer) the new 1080p transfer of Burial Ground is presented at an aspect ratio of 1.66:1, opening the image considerably at the top and slightly to the right while losing slight amounts of information at the left and bottom.  Overall the framing appears quite comfortable, and allows more headroom than the 1.85:1 DVD image.  Colors appear relatively consistent across the two releases for the most part, with the HD transfer boosting saturation and losing the overly green tinge of the DVD in some sequences.  Contrast is notably boosted in comparison to the DVD, to excess in many cases, and shadow detail is practically non-existent in the inky blacks.  Subjectively I find the color palette and contrast of the HD transfer preferable to that of the DVD, but neither aspect is in any way indicative of what the format is capable of.

Detail tightens up noticeably, but definitely not to the extent that it should.  Burial Ground has issues with focus throughout, limiting the degree of detail available at the source level, but there’s no doubt in my mind that the image could have been better resolved than it is here.  There are hints of finer detail lurking beneath the surface in comparison sets four and five, but the clarity of the image is constantly compromised by an ever present and at times downright tumultuous layer of ugly digital noise.  Most HD transfers of Italian exploitation efforts, from City of the Living Dead to Zombi Holocaust, have all presented with noise issues to one degree or other, but this is by far the worst I’ve seen from them.  As evidenced by the sixth and seventh set of comparison captures, if the noise were much thicker there’d be serious trouble with discerning that there was any image beneath it at all!  It’s impossible to identify any natural film texture here, though it’s surely lurking in the image somewhere, and that’s a damned shame.  In purely technical terms the AVC encode is strong, averaging in at a sky-high 37.5 Mbps, but it’s a pity all that that bitrate potential had to be wasted on this.  The only artifacts appear embedded in the HD master itself, and are limited to frame-specific blips in which the noise becomes smeary and fails to resolve.

The opening and closing credits make for an interesting aside.  Sourced form different film elements and evidently telecined separately from the rest of the film, they lose the overbearing noisiness showcased elsewhere in the transfer and possess a more naturally film-like quality.  Sure the image is soft and the colors less than ideal, but I’d argue that this footage still looks better than the rest of the transfer.  Pity.

Much more so than the problematic video, the audio for Burial Ground receives a substantial boost courtesy of a DTS-HD MA 2.0 English track at around 1.5 Mbps.  The older DVD sounds quite muffled and flat throughout, but the track cleans up very nicely here.  The meandering synth score that permeates so much of the film is granted newfound depth, and made much more of an impression on me in this viewing than on any prior.  Dialogue sounds typical of the post-dub recording of the time, but is much clearer and more dynamic than before.  I didn’t note much in the way of background noise, and the track sounds remarkably clean for a bottom dollar mix of its vintage.  I must admit to being pleasantly surprised in this regard, and the heightened audio fidelity helped take at least a bit of the edge off the disappointing visuals.

Supplements for the most part duplicate those previously presented on the Media Blasters DVD, and include interviews with producer Gabriele Crisanti and actress Mariangela Giordano (SD, 20 minutes), an original trailer in SD and an gallery of advertising and video art (SD, 6 minutes).  The most exciting thing about the disc is a new supplement, a 9-minute collection of outtakes from the film in 1080p HD.  Presented at an aspect ratio of 1.66:1 with only appropriated soundtrack cues as accompaniment (the unused footage was never post-dubbed), the visual quality of the outtakes is consistent with that of the film – saturated, noisy, and lacking in fine detail.  In this case I won’t complain.  The additional minutes comprise a handful of dialogue bits excised from the beginning of the film, a bit of unused sex footage featuring Karin Well (!), more creepy Peter Bark, several shots of zombies wandering about and a snippet of unused gore.

 
 

I’m not of the opinion that Burial Ground‘s high definition debut is a total disaster, but after seeing what Media Blasters / Shriek Show are really capable of courtesy of Devil Dog – The Hound of Hell it’s a shame this didn’t turn out better.  The upgrade in video quality is too problematic to be substantial, but the improvements to the audio presentation and the inclusion of previously unseen outtake material make the package much more attractive than it would otherwise have ben.  Plenty of retailers are selling this one on the cheap, and those keen on the film may want to give it a shot.

in conclusion
Film: Awful trashy fun    Video: Fair +    Audio: Very Good +   Supplements: Good +
Harrumphs: 
No subtitles,  and the video transfer is positively riddled with noise
Packaging:
 Standard Blu-ray case.
Recommendation: Cheap and unoriginal to its rotten little core, but fun all the same for those in the mood for a garrishly violent slice of Euro-cult mayhem. The visuals only receive a minor (and problematic) boost here, and the film appears to be some kind of alternate cut as well.  But the excellent audio and inclusion of interesting outtake material may well make this Blu-ray worth the price of upgrading.


Star Crystal (1986) Closing Credits

February 14th, 2011 | article by | 1 Comment »
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In theory an alien terror film in the mold of Alien and The Thing, Star Crystal is in practice a hilariously awful science fiction absurdity the dreadfulness of whose conception should not be underestimated.  It’s impossible to really put the ineptitude of this one into words, but these closing credits (complete with an ill-advised pop number about…. Star Crystal…) should give you some idea of what to expect from it.



Burial Ground

February 9th, 2011 | article by | 7 Comments »
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a.k.a. Le Notti del Terrore / The Nights of Terror / Zombie III
Year: 1981   Company: Esteban Cinematografica   Runtime: 85′
Director: Andrea Bianci   Writers: Piero Regnoli   Cinematography: Gianfranco Maioletti
Music: Elsio Mancuso, Berto Pisano   Cast: Karin Well, Gianluigi Chrizzi, Simone Mattioli, Antonella Antinori,
Roberto Caporeli, Peter Bark, Claudio Zucchet, Anna Valente, Raimondo Barbieri, Mariangela Girodano
Available on DVD from Media Blasters / Shriek Show. Product link: Amazon.com
Also available as part of Shriek Show’s Zombie Pack II, with Flesh Eater and Zombie Holocaust.

An assortment of upper class nincompoops head to a majestic, isolated villa for a bit of rest and recreation, unaware that the resident mad archaeologist has uncovered the terrible secret of awakening the ancient Etruscan dead.  Not long after the guests arrive the dead begin to rise, stalking our witless heroes with slow, sloooow determination and devouring them one by one.

Director Andrea Bianchi  heads up this dreadful zombie shocker from 1981, a derivative cross between Fulci’s Zombi 2 and Ossorio’s The Blind Dead series (substitute dead Etruscans for dead Templars) with a perverse dollop of sexploitation thrown in for good measure.  Bianchi appears to have been working with even less resources than normal for this feature, but he’s in rare sleazy form all the same.  Mostly known for erotic thrillers (MalabimbaStrip Nude for your Killer) and outright porn, the director loads Burial Ground to tipping point with crude sex and bottom dollar gore, not to mention a bit of his signature strangeness.

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Nightmare City – Trailer

January 31st, 2011 | article by | No Comments »
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Released in the United States as City of the Walking Dead in 1983, Umberto Lenzi’s (Cannibal Ferox) 1980 non-zombie action shocker is shameless pulp madness from start to finish and must be seen to be believed.  Scientists investigating an accident at a nuclear power plant return to an anonymous metropolis as murderous, misshapen vampiric supermen who go after the local population with axes, chains, and even the occasional automatic weapon.  Reporter Dean Miller (Hugo Stiglitz, Cyclone) must fight for the survival of both himself and his wife (Laura Trotter, The Last House on the Beach) amidst all the schlock.

Though filled to the brim with tasteless nudity and bottom-dollar gore (including breast amputations, eye-ripping, throat slashing and a variety of exploding head shots) the real draw of Nightmare City is the absurdity of it all, from the first sight of the army of mud-faced vampire madmen to the predictable circular ending and everywhere in between.

Note: This trailer contains violence and some nudity, not to mention a lot of awfully written dubbed dialogue.  You have been warned.



Attack of the Crab Monsters

December 14th, 2010 | article by | 2 Comments »
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Year: 1957   Company: Allied Artists   Runtime: 63′
Director: Roger Corman   Writer: Charles B. Griffith   Cinematography: Floyd Crosby
Music: Ronald Stein   Cast: Richard Garland, Pamela Duncan, Russell Johnson, Leslie Bradley,
Mel Welles, Richard H. Cutting, Beach Dickerson, Tony Miller, Ed Nelson, Maitland Stuart
Disc company: Shout! Factory   Video: 16:9 interlaced 1.78:1    Audio: Dolby Digital 2.0 English
Subtitles: None   Disc: Dual Layer DVD9 x2   Release Date: 01/18/2011   Product link: Amazon.com
Reviewed from a screener provided by Shout! Factory LLC.

There’s something to be said for keeping the menace of your science fiction thriller under wraps, but producer / director Roger Corman obviously wanted audiences to know what to expect from the moment they saw the title of this Allied Artists cheapie on the theatre marquee.  Monsters were big, big business in the latter ’50s, and 1957 saw the world menaced by giant grasshoppers, giant vultures and even a disgruntled walking tree stump.  In retrospect Corman’s crab monsters were no sillier than the rest and his film, which could easily have been just a footnote in the history of creature features, has appeal as a minor camp classic thanks to some inspired casting and a penchant for narrative ridiculousness.

The story concerns a rag-tag group of scientists and Navy personnel who descend upon an isolated Pacific atoll after the inexplicable disappearance of an earlier research team.  Almost immediately after their arrival their transport plane explodes, stranding the group while inclement weather prevents them from communicating with the outside world.  Meanwhile strange things are happening on the atoll, which was heavily irradiated as a result of a nearby H-bomb test.  Booming explosions and odd clacking sounds are heard in the night, while each new dawn reveals that some part of the land has vanished…

More disturbing still, the members of the research group are disappearing one after the other, their disembodied voices spookily rising from somewhere unknown.  The culprits are soon revealed – huge mutated telepathic (!) land crabs are attacking the researchers with obscure intent, and its up to our heroes to stop them before there’s not a scrap of atoll left to stand on!

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Cannibal Girls

October 25th, 2010 | article by | No Comments »
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Year: 1972   Company: Scary Pictures Corporation, American International Pictures   Runtime: 84′
Director: Ivan Reitman   Writers: Ivan Reitman, Daniel Goldberg, Robert Sandler
Cinematography: Robert Saad   Music: Doug Riley   Cast: Eugene Levy, Andrea Martin, Robert Ulrich
The Cannibal Girls: Randall Carpenter, Bonnie Nielson, Mira Pawluk
Disc company: Shout! Factory   Video: 16:9 progressive 1.78:1    Audio: Dolby Digital 2.0 English
Subtitles: None   Disc: Dual Layer DVD9   Release Date: 10/26/2010   Product link: Amazon.com

Reviewed from a screener provided by Shout! Factory LLC.

What an awful film, and what a wonderful time!  Ivan Reitman and Daniel Goldberg’s Cannibal Girls is a slice of knowing schlock that parodies the Herschell Gordon Lewis brand of movie making while delivering on all the essentials.  From the opening scene, which sees a young man indiscriminately murdered and his young lover exposed, you know what you’re in for – a terrible and tasteless exercise in bread and butter exploitation, and just the sort of thing I adore.

Though its situations are often comical, the plot plays out with genuine earnest.  Clifford (Eugene Levy) and Gloria (Andrea Martin) are a couple looking to spend their vacation days in the quiet, out of the way community of Farnhamville.  There they discover an old bed and breakfast that was supposedly the home of three cannibal women who ate men as a means of reaching immortality.  It doesn’t take long for things to take a gruesome turn, and it is revealed that the cannibal girls are alive and well and, worse, the good people of Farnhamville may be in on their sacra-delicious search for eternal life!

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Psychomania

October 20th, 2010 | article by | No Comments »
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Year: 1973    Company: Benmar Productions,  Scotia-Barber   Runtime: 90′
Director: Don Sharp   Writers: Julian Zimet, Arnaud d’Usseau    Cinematography: Ted Moore
music: John Cameron    Cast: Nicky Henson, Mary Larkin, George Sanders, Jacki Webb, Ann Michelle
Disc company: Severin Films   Video: 16:9 progressive 1.78:1 / 1.66:1    Audio: DD 2.0 English
Subtitles: None   Disc: Dual Layer DVD9   Release Date: 10/26/2010   Product link: Amazon.com
Reviewed from a screener provided by Severin Films, LLC

This occult action mish-mash arrived on US screens as The Death Wheelers, courtesy of a British film industry reeling from the absence of outside investment.  As with so many of the z-budget independents coming out of Britain at the time (Peter Newbrook’s production of Crucible of Terror and Cornel Wilde’s No Blade of Grass come to mind), the names involved are often well known.

Director Don Sharp (Curse of the Fly, The Brides of Fu Manchu) was a well-established genre regular on his way to a successful career in television and writers Julian Zimet (Crack in the World) and Arnaud d’Usseau (Horror Express) were no strangers either.  The cast is likewise filled with familiar names – television and theater actor Nicky Henson (Syriana) plays the leader of a suicidal band of social miscreants while George Sanders (Village of the Damned, The Picture of Dorian Gray) spends his final role playing with magic toads and reading from the not-so-good book.  Even stunt coordinator Gerry Crampton and stunt man Rocky Taylor, both mainstays of the James Bond franchise, are recognizable.

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The Man Without a Body

November 11th, 2009 | article by | No Comments »
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postercompany: Filmplays Ltd.
year: 1957
runtime: 75′
countries: United States
and United Kingdom
directors: W. Lee Wilder
and Charles Saunders
cast: Robert Hutton, George Coulouris,
Julia Amall, Nadja Regin, Peter Copley,
Sheldon Lawrence, Michael Golden
not on DVD in the USA

Plot: The heirless head of a self-made financial empire discovers that he is dying of a brain tumor.  Hoping to ensure the continued expansion of his power and wealth, he gets in touch with a group of experimental scientists so that they might resurrect the disembodied head of the long-dead prognosticator Nostradamus, whose brain he intends to implant into his own healthy body . . .

What a delightfully preposterous example of transplant horror this is!  You may find yourself asking how anyone, egomaniacal millionaire or not, could possibly think that digging up the 400-year-old remains of Nostradamus, removing the head, and bringing it back to life so that they can use the brain as their own is a viable alternative to simply asking one of their contemporaries to look after the family business when the inevitable occurs, but that would be missing the point.  THE MAN WITHOUT A BODY isn’t about an aging and ailing patriarch handing off his legacy to the next generation, it’s about a man without a body.  Common sense is optional, but disembodied heads are not.

It’s a pity that screenwriter William Grote never lent his name to anything else, as his work here makes for wonderfully dumb entertainment.  Kudos are in order for his bypassing of typical mad-scientist stereotypes, as Dr. Merritt (Robert Hutton), the man tasked by rich madman Brussard (George Coulouris) with revivifying the head of Nostradamus, is actually praised for his work throughout by colleagues and the authorities alike.  When Merritt makes the snap decision to graft Nostradamus’ dying head onto the body of his brain-dead colleague a fellow physician supports it as a fine example of his following the tenants of the Hippocratic oath – nevermind the ethics of having resurrected long-dead human remains to begin with.

Grote’s script unflinchingly supports the veracity of Nostradamus’ powers of prognostication, of course (fine by this skeptic, who can recall a particulalry crazy disaster film that wouldn’t exist without the same).  When he is first awakened Dr. Merritt and his colleagues waste no time in flattering him with reassurance that his prophecies have come true, which Nostradamus is, naturally, already aware of.  “I have always lived in the future,” he tells Merritt, as dim-witted assistant Dr. Waldenhouse (Sheldon Lawrence) rattles on about airplanes, submarines, and light bulbs.

Brussard, on the other hand, seems to have never heard of the fellow – not until he takes a fateful trip to a London wax museum, that is.  A tour guide’s rehearsed spiel about Nostradamus’ presumed awesomeness is all it takes to convince him that travelling to France, an alcoholic quack physician and two lackeys in tow, to desecrate the 16th century poet’s crypt is the right thing to do.  He never bothers to think that Nostradamus might not be down for his scheme for power-grabbing from beyond the grave, and is blindsided when the prophet leads him to destroy his own empire through faulty stock predictions.  “For the first time in my life I trusted someone else – you ruined me!”

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All of this is good schlocky fun, but Grote’s last minute diversion into monster-on-the-loose territory is perhaps the biggest reason for hunting THE MAN WITHOUT A BODY down.  Brussard, crazed beyond all reason and brandishing a pistol, confronts Dr. Merritt’s cobbling together of his dead lab assistant and Nostradamus’ head, leaving the confused creature wandering the London streets.  The sight of Dr. Merritt’s Frankenstein creation, looking a bit like a demented mascot for dental health, ought be enough to send even the most jaded of b-movie aficionados into fits of laughter.  The poor thing doesn’t even do anyone any harm, opting to end its life by hanging itself in the roping of a school bell tower.  Audiences are left with a final perversely hilarious image of Nostradamus’ head, stuffed in a gigantic cast, dangling from a makeshift noose while the body, apparently attached with little but masking tape, crashes to the floor below.

Augmenting Grote’s ludicrous screenplay are a few wonderfully gruesome creations by production designer Harry White [CURSE OF THE FLY].  One wall of Dr. Merritt’s lab is dominated by a rack of tanks full of living human organs, while another corner shows a disembodied but very alive human eye stuck amidst a spiderweb of wires and apparatus.  Nostradamus’ head, too often a cheap mock-up sitting on a lab table with a few tubes sticking out of its neck, is far less interesting in comparison.  Cinematography by Brendan J. Stafford makes for some interesting compositions but can’t really cover for the silliness of the direction of W. Lee Wilder [KILLERS FROM SPACE] and Charles Saunders [NUDIST PARADISE].

Performances are mixed but acceptable, and George Coulouris, formerly of Orson Welles’ Mercury Theatre, steals the show as the deranged Karl Brussard.  Robert Hutton does what he does best in making asinine dialogue sound entirely 004reasonable while keeping his hands in his coat pockets for extended periods of time.  Veteran actor Peter Copley is a welcome sight, making the most of a minor role that couldn’t have taken more than a day to shoot, while newcomer Sheldon Lawrence’s cumbersome line delivery is a definite sore spot.

THE MAN WITHOUT A BODY is another in a laundry list of older genre titles distributor Paramount Pictures has yet to give any kind of home video release – a damned shame in my estimation, though the studio’s recent leasing of some of its holdings to Legend Films for DVD release is a promising sign.  Officially available or no, this is a fine piece of obscure camp cinema that should find a welcome audience in fans of others of its ilk (the meaner-spirited THE BRAIN THAT WOULDN’T DIE, for instance).  Highly recommended.



Cult Camp Classics Vol. 1: Sci-Fi Thrillers

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Warner Brothers [2007] $29.98
Single layer DVD5 x 3 / NTSC / Region 1
subtitles: English, French, and
English SDH available for all films
ATTACK OF THE 50 FOOT WOMAN
Allied Artists [1958] 66′
director: Nathan Juran
cast: Allison Hayes, William Hudson,
Yvette Vickers, Roy Gordon
QUEEN OF OUTER SPACE
Allied Artists [1958] 80′
director: Edward Bernds
cast: Zsa Zsa Gabor, Eric Fleming,
Laurie Mitchell, Lisa Davis
THE GIANT BEHEMOTH
Allied Artists [1958] 80′
director: Eugene Lourie
cast: Gene Evans, Andre Morell,
John Turner, Leigh Madison
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This is an excellent little collection that I took my sweet time catching up to [finally picking it up from a secondary seller at Amazon.com and getting it, new, for $12 less than retail] and the first dip by Warner Brothers into the vast collection of old Allied Artists properties they now own.  With the DVD market in a downturn and Warner opting to offer its archive titles in expensive [$15 to $20 a piece] on-demand editions it seems that these sorts of collections from the company may be a thing of the past – a real shame, as the Cult Camp Classics label had real promise.

Volume 1 brings together a trio of wildly disparate but undeniably fun Allied Artists science fictioners from the late 50′s, all new to legitimate US DVD and all of which are available separately for $14.98 retail.

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ATTACK OF THE 50 FOOT WOMAN is a fine tongue-in-cheek take on the popular giant-themed Bert I. Gordon efforts of the time [THE CYCLOPS, THE AMAZING COLOSSAL MAN, et al.] that I remember first seeing on a UHF station towards the end of the 80s.  It concerns unfaithful husband Harry [William Hudson], his affair with greedy beauty Honey [Yvette Vickers] and the duo’s disdain for Harry’s needy but rich wife Nancy [Allison Hayes].  Harry and Honey devise a number of lame schemes to off Nancy after an encounter with an alien spacecraft sends her off the deep end, but wind up getting their just deserves when the encounter has the unlikely side effect of turning Nancy into a 50 foot giant . . .

Nathan [THE BRAIN FROM PLANET AROUS, THE 7TH VOYAGE OF SINBAD, 20,000,000 MILES TO EARTH] Juran directs under the pseudonym Nathan Hertz and does what he does best – taking sub-par premises and turning out entertaining drive-in diversions.  ATTACK, like the previous year’s THE BRAIN FROM PLANET AROUS, is intentionally ludicrous from top to bottom and features effects that wouldn’t have passed muster with the king of the ineffective travelling matte, Bert I. Gordon himself.  It’s all in good fun and over in barely an hour, making it prime material for a double [or triple, in this case] feature.

Warner Brothers presents ATTACK OF THE 50 FOOT WOMAN in a fine 16:9 enhanced progressive widescreen transfer, and I doubt this black and white cheapie has ever looked better.  Detail is at the high end and contrast is spot on.  I noticed no encoding issues though the 66 minute feature takes up less than 3 gigs on this single layer disc.  The only extra is a commentary track from the always excellent Tom Weaver, here interviewing actress Yvette Vickers.  The packaging lists a theatrical trailer, but it seems to have been forgotten in the finished encoding and is nowhere to be found in the vob structure.

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Fashioned from a satirical source script that no one seemed to notice was satirical until it was too late and loaded with props and effects from previous ventures [like FORBIDDEN PLANET and WORLD WITHOUT END], QUEEN OF OUTER SPACE is easily the worst of this set but is no less fun for its numerous troubles.  The story concerns a band of Earthmen, three astronauts and a scientist [the dependable Paul Birch, of WAR OF THE WORLDS and DAY THE WORLD ENDED fame], crash land on Venus and overthrow the evil feminist society that has developed their in the absence of men.

Director Edward Bernds [WORLD WITHOUT END, RETURN OF THE FLY] plays Charles Beaumont’s outright parodic script painfully straight for much of the picture with unintentionally hilarious results.  The cast, headed by beauty Zsa Zsa Gabor, deliver the inane dialogue as well as can be expected but look to be having a good time with things [how could you not?].  I missed this one in my early childhood but caught it on TNT as part of their Rudy and Gogo New Year’s Eve Flaming Cheese Ball special at the nexus of 1995/1996.  It was in good company with the likes of THUNDERBIRDS ARE GO and THE HOUSE ON HAUNTED HILL – I had a blast.

Warner’s progressive and 16:9 enhanced transfer of QUEEN OF OUTER SPACE presents it in its original Cinemascope for the first time outside of theatrical exhibition, which only makes the paltriness of the production even more apparent [there are at least twice as many cuts in the pan-and-scanned edition, which at least adds some variety to the static dialogue takes].  Detail and contrast are strong, though the colors fluctuate from time to time due to negative damage.  The unrestored image is certainly good enough for me, and I can’t imagine anyone footing the bill to improve upon it.  Like ATTACK OF THE 50 FOOT WOMAN, QUEEN is accompanied by a Tom Weaver commentary, with Laurie Mitchell [the disfigured queen of the title] the interview subject this go around.  The commentary is fun and informative, though there are a few dead patches here and there – I suppose one can’t be blamed for having too little to say about a film like this.  The promised theatrical trailer is present and accounted for here, allowing us another glimpse at just how much the film’s marketing depended on Zsa Zsa.

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THE GIANT BEHEMOTH [or BEHEMOTH THE SEA MONSTER, as it's called in the United Kingdom] was a co-production between Artists Alliance, Ltd. [THE STRANGE WORLD OF PLANET X] and Diamond Pictures Corp originally intended as an X THE UNKNOWN / QUATERMASS styled science fiction thriller about a radioactive sea-blob.  But the money lenders wanted a more bankable run-of-the-mill monster, and the rest is history.  The story involves two scientists [Gene Evans and the great Andre Morell] investigating a fish kill and mysterious deaths that are eventually linked to the resurrection of the fictitious paleosaurus, a radiation-spewing dinosaur perturbed by atomic tests that soon makes a bee-line for London.

The biggest draw of BEHEMOTH is its sparse stop-motion effects work, directed by Willis O’Brien and animated by Pete Peterson [THE BLACK SCORPION], but it’s obvious that there wasn’t enough money around to produce much of it.  What’s on display is quite good, though several shots are rather obviously optically enlarged and repeated throughout the climactic attack on London [we see the creature step on the same car at least three times].  The final script by Eugene Lourie and Daniel James has much in common with Lourie’s earlier THE BEAST FROM 20,000 FATHOMS, including the important plot point that the monster must be killed in one piece and the daffy professor who dies to see the thing.  Still, BEHEMOTH is at the high end of the spectrum as far as generic creature features are concerned thanks to its excellent cast and Lourie’s solid direction.  I’m constantly surprised by just how dark this film is compared to the earlier BEAST and some of the images of the destructive aftermath of the eponymous monster are quite graphic for a mainstream release from 1958.

Warner’s new DVD of THE GIANT BEHEMOTH is of the full-length cut of the film, including the ferry boat sequence omitted from an earlier VHS release here in the states.  The unrestored progressive and 16:9 enhanced transfer is crisp and clean, with excellent contrast and minimal damage.  Every flaw in the under-funded special effects is front and center, but that didn’t deter me in the least – BEHEMOTH looks great on digital, and it’s been a long time coming.  Unfortunately the commentary track commissioned for the disc is anything but helpful – effects men Dennis Muren and Phil Tippett are woefully under-informed and have nothing of use to say beyond a few comments on the effects and the occasional condescending remark.  It’s a real shame that Tom Weaver wasn’t approached again for this title, as this track is a complete bust.  The promised theatrical trailer is present and accounted for and is in reasonably good shape, though it reveals nearly all of the stop motion monster effects.

There have been three other Cult Camp Classics collection released thus far, though it would probably be best if we not expect more [especially with Warner offering up obscure titles like FROM HELL IT CAME through their Warner Archive Collection].  I’ve not seen the others and don’t have the same attachment to the films contained in them, but this set is, with few exceptions, a real winner.  Highly recommended!