The Legend of Hell House
One of the best (if not the best) viewing experiences of
last October (2014 will go down as one of my most disappointing years of the
2000s regarding Halloween month viewing) was the Legend of Hell House from
1973. In terms of the overall mood, the use of psychic ability and science
clashing to discover what thrives within it and “erase it” from the residence,
the tortured faces of the small group gathered together to uncover its
corruption and cleanse it, the effects and toll on the group, the atmospheric
spook show that derives from the way the location is presented (the photography
and shrouding fog give the residence a sinister appearance I found pleasing to
the eye and thrilling as a horror fan who desires the aesthetics of a haunted
location) and what evil lies within its walls, its rooms, its halls, and
structure, and the actors congregated for this motion picture, The Legend of
Hell House was quite a rewarding late night viewing for me personally during a
Turner Classics Haunted House night (I had just watched The Uninvited from 1944
prior to this). I have the dvd, purchasing it some years ago for maybe five
dollars. I had watched it once not long after buying it, but that was perhaps
ten years back. So I was game for another viewing. Thinking about it, I believe
I had only watched it once before this dvd viewing. So the film had a fresh and
enlighteningly compelling grip on me. I don’t know what it is about Pamela
Franklin but this, The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie, and a personal favorite of
mine that I wish earned her more credit, And Soon the Darkness, have been
reasons I can’t help but remain enamored by her. She has this allure, some
sexual power I find in her characters. She is “pure” to a point, her character
of Florence Tanner, and her fate has always left me rattled. It is a sacrifice McDowell’s
“physical medium” capitalizes on towards the end.
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