As serious Anglophiles - that's people who are heavily into British culture, not some kind of white power thing - Jef With One F and I will be taking a look at some lesser-known British films this month. As the month happens to be October, they will all be horror films. We'll examine and discuss them for your education and general betterment. Cheerio.
We begin with Madhouse, a 1974 vehicle for Vincent Price and Peter Cushing. You can also tell they were trying to make Robert Quarry a thing, but it didn't go over so well. Price plays an actor who retired from portraying his most famous role, Dr. Death, after someone murdered his fiancèe in a manner identical to one of Dr. Death's kills. Now, he's been called back by an old friend, a screenwriter/actor (Cushing) who wants him to take up the Dr. Death mantle once more. Problem is, people start dying again. Hokey in parts, but smarter and more creative than expected, and with genuinely exceptional cinematography and even a few female characters who aren't simple bimbos strolling nonchalantly into sharp things. Available for streaming on Netflix.
JSG: Vincent Price's character's name is Paul Toombes. What else could they have named him? Arthur Mausoleum? Theodore Crypt?
JEF: I'm kind of impressed they avoided the obvious Graves surname myself. Toombes has the subtlety of a Batman villain, no doubt, but you've got to hand it to them for choosing the road less traveled while at the same time expecting us to take the name Dr. Death seriously.More »