MonsterGirl’s 150 Days of Classic Horror #95 MR. SARDONICUS 1961 & STRAIT-JACKET 1964

MR. SARDONICUS 1961

If you’re looking for a cheeky, atmospheric romp through William Castle’s Mr. Sardonicus (1961), you’re in for a treat—just don’t forget your Punishment Poll card. Castle, the grand showman of mid-century horror, never met a gimmick he didn’t love, and with Mr. Sardonicus, he pulls out all the stops. Before the story even gets rolling, Castle himself pops up on screen, twinkle in his eye, inviting us to decide the fate of the film’s ghoulish villain. Thumbs up for mercy, thumbs down for punishment—though, let’s be honest, no one came to see a happy ending, and Castle made sure Sardonicus got what was coming to him every single time. In Mr. Sardonicus, there’s blackmail, grave-robbing, psychological torment, and a dash of pseudo-science, all wrapped up in a package that’s as campy as it is creepy.

Castle’s style is all about showmanship, but here he dials up the Gothic atmosphere to eleven. We’re whisked away to the misty, fictional land of Gorslava, where the well-meaning Dr. Robert Cargrave (Ronald Lewis) is summoned by his old flame, Maude (Audrey Dalton)—now the unfortunate wife of Baron Sardonicus. The Baron, played with deliciously sinister flair by Guy Rolfe, sports a mask and a reputation that sends the locals running. His face, as it turns out, is frozen in a grotesque rictus—thanks to a grave-robbing incident gone spectacularly wrong. Sardonicus’s backstory is pure Gothic gold: a winning lottery ticket buried with his father, a traumatizing midnight exhumation, and a curse that leaves him with a permanent, horrifying grin.

The supporting cast is just as memorable. Oskar Homolka is a standout as Krull, Sardonicus’s sadistic, one-eyed, leech-loving henchman—equal parts menacing and weirdly loyal.

But it’s Audrey Dalton as Maude who brings a beauty that is classic and an understated touch of sophistication and heart to the proceedings. Dalton’s acting style is subtle but always effective—she brings a gentle, almost old-world grace to her role, providing a much-needed anchor amid all the melodrama and madness.

Dalton’s beauty is the kind that belongs in oil paintings—elegant, luminous, with a delicately expressive face that can shift from fear to defiance in a heartbeat. She’s not just a damsel in distress; Dalton gives Maude a quiet strength, her performance grounded and sincere even as the plot veers into the macabre.

Sardonicus’s face is the stuff of Gothic nightmares—a living mask twisted into a ghastly, humorless grin that seems carved by the devil himself. Imagine lips pulled back so far they bare every tooth in a perpetual, soul-chilling rictus, as if he’s forever caught between a scream and a laugh. It’s a smile with no joy, only torment, echoing the last throes of lockjaw or the haunted leer of a corpse glimpsed by moonlight. The effect is so unsettling that, for most of the film, Sardonicus hides behind an eerily blank mask, as if to spare the world—and perhaps himself—from his own monstrous reflection. When the mask finally comes off, the reveal is both grotesque and tragic, a face frozen by trauma and guilt, more punishment than protection.

Local girls from the village are summoned to Sardonicus’s castle under the pretense of being paid for their services, but in reality, he uses them as unwilling subjects in his desperate experiments to cure his own grotesque affliction; the selection process is chilling, with Sardonicus choosing a companion from a lineup, removing his mask to reveal his horrifying face, and subjecting the chosen girl to terrifying and often traumatic “treatments,” while the others are sent away—leaving the village in fear and the fate of these girls ominously uncertain.

Key scenes make the most of this unforgettable visage during Sardonicus’s reveal when he first removes his mask for Dr. Cargrave. The camera lingers just long enough for the horror to sink in—a moment that where the cheeky horror blooms in an instant, like a dark flower unfurling in our minds that has been waiting for that deliciously shocking moment., all the more effective because the film has teased us with glimpses and shadows until then.

There’s the flashback to the graveyard, where young Baron Marek Toleslawski’s (Mr. Sardonicus) desperate midnight digging for a lottery ticket ends with him staring into his father’s decaying, grinning face—an image so shocking it imprints itself on his own features, dooming him to wear that same ghastly smile forever. There’s also the infamous leech “treatments,” and the final, darkly comic dinner is staged with a wink and a shudder. The act of dining turns into a grotesque set piece as Sardonicus attempts to eat and drink – to sip wine or take a bite of food, it becomes a darkly comic and unsettling spectacle.

Later, as Sardonicus’s desperation grows, he coerces Cargrave into dangerous experiments to set his features free, threatening to mutilate Maude if he doesn’t get his way. The tension peaks when Cargrave, in a last-ditch effort, tries to “cure” the baron with a concoction and a psychological trick, leading to a finale where Sardonicus’s jaw locks shut, leaving him unable to eat or speak—an ironic twist on his original affliction.

Throughout, Sardonicus’s face is more than a makeup effect; it’s a metaphor for the character’s inner torment—a grotesque mask of greed, guilt, and the price of tampering with fate. It’s a grin that mocks both its wearer and anyone unlucky enough to witness it, a chilling reminder that some horrors are worn on the outside, but born deep within.

Visually, the film is a Gothic playground. Cinematographer Burnett Guffey (of From Here to Eternity fame) makes the most of Castle’s penchant for fog, shadows, and candlelit corridors. There’s a chilly grandeur to Castle’s Mr. Sardonicus, all crumbling stone and secret passageways. The music by Von Dexter is suitably sinister, weaving through the story with ominous cues that heighten the tension and give the whole affair an extra layer of delicious dread.

Atmosphere is everything here, and William Castle knows it. In the end, Mr. Sardonicus is pure Castle magic—macabre, mischievous, and never taking itself too seriously. It’s a film that invites you to revel in its Gothic excess, vote for a little punishment, and enjoy grinning all throughout the sardonic ride!

STRAIT-JACKET 1964

William Castle’s Strait-Jacket (1964) is a delirious cocktail of camp, suspense, and star power, and it’s all the more irresistible for never pretending to be anything else. If you know Castle’s reputation for showmanship—the man handed out cardboard axes to moviegoers and once decapitated the Columbia logo at the end credits—you’ll know you’re in for a ride that’s as much about the spectacle as the story itself.

Joan Crawford’s foray into horror after her golden years in Hollywood is one of the most fascinating second acts in film history. Once a reigning queen of the silver screen—winning an Oscar for Mildred Pierce 1945 and captivating audiences with her piercing gaze and commanding presence—Crawford found herself, like many actresses of her era, facing an industry that was quick to sideline women “of a certain age.” Rather than retreat, she reinvented herself, embracing the new wave of psychological thrillers and horror films that emerged in the 1960s.

Her turn in What Ever Happened to Baby Jane? (1962) alongside Bette Davis not only reignited her career but also helped launch the Grande Dame Guignol subgenre, where aging stars took on roles that were as psychologically complex as they were sensational. Crawford never phoned it in, delivering performances that were as bold and memorable, though they might have deviated from her earlier years. In the process, Joan Crawford not only extended her career but also left an indelible mark on the horror genre, proving that reinvention—and a little bit of madness—can be the key to lasting stardom

Crawford’s willingness to play women on the edge—wronged, vengeful, or downright unhinged—brought a new intensity to these films and paved the way for her collaboration with William Castle.

With Castle, she dove headfirst into campy, crowd-pleasing horror, most notably in Strait-Jacket (1964). Here, Crawford gave a performance that critics and fans alike agreed was “better than the material,” bringing both gravitas and gleeful excess to the role of Lucy Harbin, an axe-murderess released from an asylum.

Castle’s marketing genius—sending Crawford on tour with an axe in hand—helped cement her status as a horror icon and introduced her to a whole new cult following.

Joan Crawford played a significant role in shaping Strait-Jacket beyond just acting in it. According to various sources, she was heavily involved behind the scenes, making casting decisions, guiding other actors in their performances, influencing what props appeared on set, and even helping orchestrate publicity events. Crawford’s strong personality and creative input essentially made her an uncredited co-director of the film.

Crawford played a direct and decisive role in hiring Diane Baker for the role of her daughter, Carol, in Strait-Jacket. Originally, the part was given to Anne Helm, but on the first day of rehearsal, Helm struggled to project her voice and work effectively with Crawford. After working with Helm that morning, Crawford insisted that the role be recast. She recommended Diane Baker, an experienced actress with whom she had previously worked in The Best of Everything (1959). William Castle agreed, and Baker was brought in to replace Helm.

Baker herself has confirmed in interviews and on the film’s DVD featurette that Crawford advocated for her. She said the original actress “wasn’t working out” and that Crawford wanted someone she could work with. This is a clear example of Crawford’s influence over both casting and the overall production, ensuring the film had the dynamic she wanted for the mother-daughter relationship.

Critics were divided, with some dismissing the films, but even the harshest reviews acknowledged Crawford’s commitment and magnetism.

With Strait-Jacket, Castle’s greatest gimmick isn’t a prop or a trick; it’s Joan Crawford, swinging for the fences and stealing every scene as Lucy Harbin, a woman with an axe to grind and a closet full of skeletons.

The film opens with a bang—literally. Lucy comes home to find her husband (a young Lee Majors)  in bed with another woman, and in a fit of madness, hacks them both to death with an axe, all while her young daughter Carol looks on in horror.

Fast forward twenty years: Lucy is released from the asylum, “cured” but fragile, and returns to her brother’s farm, where grown-up Carol is trying to live a normal life. But the past, as you might expect, isn’t done with them. Soon enough, grisly axe murders start up again, and all signs seem to point to Lucy—after all, who could forget that face, those hands, or the sound of an axe slicing through the night? Heads will roll!

Crawford’s performance is a marvel of high-wire acting—part tragic, part terrifying, and always just a hair’s breadth from parody. She brings a raw pathos to Lucy’s vulnerability, especially in scenes where she’s trying to reconnect with Carol or navigate a world that’s moved on without her.

But Crawford also knows exactly when to lean into the film’s campy excess, whether she’s swanning around in jangling jewelry and a jet-black wig or delivering lines with a knowing arch of the eyebrow. Even critics who found the plot absurd couldn’t deny Crawford’s magnetism; as one review put it, “she gives a performance” even when the material is “drek”. The supporting cast is no slouch, either: Diane Baker is quietly compelling as Carol, playing innocence without ever being passive, while Leif Erickson and George Kennedy add just the right notes of suspicion and menace.

Visually, Strait-Jacket is a treat for fans of black-and-white Gothic. Cinematographer Arthur E. Arling’s (he worked as a camera operator on Gone With the Wind 1939, and shot I’ll Cry Tomorrow 1955, Pillow Talk 1959, The Notorious Landlady 1962) camera work leans into this atmosphere, using deep shadows, stark lighting, and clever misdirection to heighten suspense and mask the film’s modest budget. Axe murders are often rendered as silhouettes or suggested through sound and shadow, allowing our imaginations to fill in the grisly details. When violence does appear onscreen, it’s often stylized to the point of surrealism—mannequin heads, exaggerated props, and a kind of theatrical artificiality that only adds to the film’s campy charm. Arling uses these shadows and stark lighting to create a claustrophobic and eerily beautiful world, especially in the film’s final act.

The farmhouse, with its looming windmill, shadowy corridors, and cluttered interiors, becomes a character in its own right, becoming a kind of Gothic stage—suffocating and full of visual cues that evoke Lucy’s fractured mind. Castle knows just how to milk every creak and flicker of light for suspense. The score by Van Alexander is shrill in places, but it keeps the tension simmering, and the film’s atmosphere is thick with dread and the sense that something terrible is always just around the corner.

One of the film’s most striking features is its art direction and graphic design, which make the most of black-and-white cinematography to create a world that feels both grounded and surreal. Production designer Boris Leven brings a sharp visual contrast between the working-class farm and the more affluent neighbors, giving the film a subtle social texture beneath the melodrama.

Even in moments of pure melodrama, the art design never lets you forget you’re in Castle’s world: a place where nightmares are painted in bold stripes, padded cells look like surrealist installations, and each nightmare stirs up the ghosts of old sins.

Key scenes are staged with Castle’s signature flair and theatricality: the opening double murder is shocking for its time, and later moments—like Lucy’s hallucinations of severed heads and nursery rhymes, or the climactic unmasking of the true killer—are pure, pulpy fun.

Castle’s direction is more restrained than usual, letting the story and Crawford’s performance do most of the heavy lifting, but he never forgets to keep things entertaining. The plot twists may not be impossible to guess, but they’re delivered with such gusto that it hardly matters.

Critics were divided—some called the film a “disgusting piece of claptrap,” while others praised Crawford for elevating the material above its B-movie roots.

Today, Strait-Jacket is celebrated as one of Castle’s most entertaining films, a “guilty pleasure” that’s as much fun for its camp as for its suspense. It’s not high art, but it’s never dull, and in the end, it’s Crawford, Castle, and that ever-present axe that make Strait-Jacket a slasher classic. You couldn’t axe for anything more!

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MonsterGirl’s 150 Days of Classic Horror #80 HOMICIDAL 1961 / THE NIGHT WALKER 1964 & THE TINGLER 1959

SPOILER ALERT!

HOMICIDAL 1961


William Castle, the self-styled King of the Gimmick, was Hollywood’s ultimate showman-a director who gleefully blurred the line between movie and carnival sideshow, and who never met a B-horror plot he couldn’t juice up with a little razzle-dazzle.

But beneath the ballyhoo, Castle was a savvy craftsman, and two of his most memorable films, Homicidal (1961) and The Night Walker (1964), show just how much fun he could have with a twisty plot, a talented cast, and a well-timed jolt of terror.

Let’s start with Homicidal, Castle’s cheeky answer to Hitchcock’s Psycho 1960. He didn’t just borrow the “shocking family secret” formula- he doubled down, adding his own signature: the famous “Fright Break.” Just before the film’s final reveal, Castle offered terrified audience members a chance to flee the theater and get their money back, part of his signature moves so audacious it’s still talked and laughed about today.

As the film reached its suspenseful climax, a 45-second timer appeared on the screen, and Castle’s voice offered terrified audience members a chance to leave the theater and get a full refund if they were too scared to watch the ending. However, there was a catch: anyone who took the offer had to follow yellow footsteps up the aisle, often under a yellow spotlight, to a designated “Coward’s Corner” in the lobby, where they were met by a nurse, given a mock blood pressure test, and required to sign a card admitting, “I am a bona fide coward,” all while the rest of the audience watched and a recording loudly mocked their retreat. This elaborate, theatrical stunt ensured that very few actually took the refund, but it became one of Castle’s most memorable and entertaining promotional gimmicks.

The film itself is a feverish potboiler set in a sleepy California burg, where a mysterious woman named Emily (Joan Marshall, credited as Jean Arless) commits a brutal murder and then insinuates herself into the lives of a wealthy family. Glenn Corbett and Patricia Breslin anchor the cast, but it’s Marshall’s dual gender-subverting performance, switching between the icy Emily and the tormented Warren, that gives the film its edge.

Burnett Guffey’s cinematography (From Here to Eternity 1953, Bonnie and Clyde 1967) bathes the action in shadowy black-and-white, amplifying the Gothic atmosphere. Hugo Friedhofer’s score ratchets up the tension. The plot zigs and zags through family secrets, inheritance schemes, and gender-bending disguises, culminating in a wild reveal that’s as much camp as it is shock.

The film’s best scenes- Emily’s chilling murder of the justice of the peace, the flower shop rampage, and the climactic unmasking- are pure Castle: lurid, suspenseful, and just a little bit tongue-in-cheek.

The film opens in a quiet California town, the kind of place where nothing ever happens-until a mysterious, strikingly cold blonde named Emily checks into a hotel and immediately sets the front desk clerk on edge. She’s got a voice like ice water and a suitcase full of secrets. Without much small talk, Emily offers the hotel bellboy, Jim, a whopping $2,000 to marry her tonight, no questions asked.

Jim, thinking he’s just won the weirdest lottery in town, agrees. The two head to the justice of the peace’s house, where the marriage ceremony is barely underway before Emily suddenly pulls a knife and murders the officiant in cold blood, then bolts into the night, leaving Jim in a state of shock and the audience wondering what on earth they’ve just witnessed.

Emily flees to the home of Helga, a mute, wheelchair-bound woman she cares for, and the house is instantly steeped in Gothic dread. The place is all heavy, with the sense that everyone has something to hide. Emily’s connection to the family is murky; she’s the nurse for Helga, but she also seems to have a strange hold over the household.

Helga (Eugenie Leontovich) is the elderly, mute, wheelchair-bound housekeeper and former childhood guardian (or nanny) of Warren and Miriam, who grew up in the mansion together. Helga is Danish and was brought into the family to care for Warren as a child, and she remained in the household as a caretaker figure as the children grew up. She is deeply entwined in the family’s history and secrets, having been the only one (besides the county clerk) who knew Warren’s true gender at birth.

—A twisted segment of dread and dark comedy – Helga’s, silent terror, voiceless but determined, turns her wheelchair-bound plight into a desperate, relentless, metallic clatter- and a percussive performance, banging the doorknob with frantic rhythm. Each metallic thud is her Morse code for “danger!” – a wordless SOS that echoes like a ghost tapping out warnings on the pipes. The doorknob becomes her voice, clattering and clanging with all the urgency her lips can’t muster, while Emily, with an evil twinkle in her eye, watches in chilling restraint – the suspense is almost slapstick, as Helga’s banging cuts through the scene.

Miriam Webster (Patricia Breslin) is sweet and trusting, and her half-brother, Warren, is due back from a trip. There’s also Ollie, played by Wolfe Barzell, the family’s loyal gardener, who’s suspicious of Emily from the start.

Meanwhile, the police are on the hunt for the justice of the peace’s killer, and their investigation quickly leads them to the Webster household. Emily’s behavior grows more erratic and menacing; she terrorizes Helga, stalks Miriam, and generally acts like she’s auditioning for the role of cool psycho-blonde. The tension ratchets up as Emily’s motives remain mysterious, and the audience is left guessing: Is she after the family money? Is she hiding from someone? Or is she just plain unhinged?

Warren finally returns home, and his presence only deepens the mystery. He’s gentle, soft-spoken, and seems genuinely fond of Miriam and Helga, but his relationship with Emily is tense and fraught with secrets.

Miriam, increasingly unnerved by Emily’s behavior, confides in her boyfriend, the local pharmacist, Karl, played by Glenn Corbet and together they start piecing together the clues. The film’s infamous “Fright Break” looms- the moment when Castle, ever the showman, gives the audience under a minute to flee the theater if they’re too scared to see how it all ends.

As the story barrels toward its climax, the truth comes crashing in: the big reveal in Homicidal is that Emily and Warren are, in fact, the same person. Warren, born a female yet raised as a boy Warren was assigned female at birth, but due to the violent misogyny of his father-who insisted that only a male heir could inherit the family fortune-Warren’s mother, with the help of Helga (the housekeeper) and the county clerk, bribed the clerk to record the birth as male and raised the child as a boy. This deception was meant to protect them from the father’s wrath and to ensure the inheritance stayed within the family.

Warren/Emily has been living a double life, switching between identities to keep the Webster fortune out of Miriam’s hands. Warren grew up presenting as male, but as an adult, created the identity of Emily, allowing “her” to live as a woman away from those who knew the truth. When Warren’s father died, the will stipulated that only a male child could inherit; if Warren were discovered to be female, the inheritance would go to Miriam.

To protect this secret and secure the inheritance, Warren/Emily resorts to murder and intimidation, targeting anyone who might expose the truth, including the justice of the peace (who knew of the deception), Helga, and ultimately Miriam.

The revelation is a wild, gender-bending twist that would make even Hitchcock raise an eyebrow. In a final confrontation, Miriam faces off against “Emily,” and the truth is laid bare in a sensational scene.

In the end, the police arrive just in time to save Miriam, and Warren/Emily’s reign of terror is over. The Webster house, once a nest of secrets, is finally at peace, though the audience is probably still catching its breath from Castle’s rollercoaster of shocks, shadows, and sly winks at the camera.

That’s Homicidal: a film that starts with a bang, keeps you guessing, and delivers a finale as audacious as any in Castle’s bag of tricks.

THE NIGHT WALKER 1964

Fast-forward a few years to The Night Walker, and you’ll find Castle in a slightly different mood- still playful, but more restrained, and with a cast that’s pure Hollywood royalty. In her final big-screen role, Barbara Stanwyck stars as Irene Trent, a woman haunted by dreams, with Lloyd Bochner credited as “The Dream,” her mysterious nocturnal lover. In the opening sequence of The Night Walker, darkness unfurls like velvet across the screen, and the world slips into the hush of fancy. Paul Frees’s voice, smooth and omniscient, beckons us into the secret world behind our eyelids, where logic dissolves and shadows reign.

The camera glides, dreamlike, through a gallery of strange, surreal images- a painted realm where reality and fantasy bleed together. Amid the swirling mists of sleep, we glimpse the unsettling centerpiece: a painting, its surface rippling with the suggestion of hidden depths, as if the canvas itself is a portal to the subconscious. Eyes-cold, white, unblinking-seem to float just beneath the painted surface, watching, waiting. The music by Vic Mizzy shivers through the air, at once shrill and hypnotic, as if echoing the restless pulse of a nightmare. In this liminal space, faces emerge and dissolve, creatures of the mind’s own making, and sometimes we are the watcher, sometimes the watched. The painting is both a boundary and an invitation: step closer and you might tumble headlong into the world it conceals, a dizzying world where death and desire entwine, and every brushstroke conceals menace.

As the sequence unfolds, the painting’s gaze follows, chilling and inescapable- a harbinger of the fevered visions and haunted nights that lie ahead. Here, in the painted darkness, the line between dream and waking life is as thin as a veil, and the nightmare is only just beginning, including the image of an eyeball in a closed fist, a surreal motif that lingers in the mind.

Note: The painting featured in the opening sequence of The Night Walker– the one depicting a devilish imp sitting on a woman lying in bed- is The Nightmare (1781) by Henry Fuseli. This iconic work shows a woman draped over her bed in deep sleep, while a demonic incubus crouches on her chest and a ghostly horse (the “night-mare”) peers through the curtains. Fuseli’s painting is famous for its haunting, erotic, and psychologically charged imagery, symbolizing the experience of nightmares and the folklore of demons or witches tormenting the sleeper. Art historians and critics most often describe it as an incubus, a mythological demon said to torment or prey upon victims while they slumber, especially women, by sitting on their chests and inducing nightmares. Some also refer to it as an “imp,” a squat, brown, goblin-like figure with pointed ears, crouched awkwardly as if caught in the act, its wide eyes staring directly out at us.

Okay, back to Castle’s funhouse ride…

Irene Trent lives in the shadowy oppressive confines of a mansion not haunted by ghosts, but dominated by her blind, obsessively controlling husband, Howard (Hayden Rorke), whose jealousy is as suffocating as the synchronized cuckoo clocks that fill their home and the constant whir of tape recorders, as Howard is convinced Irene is having an affair, though she never leaves the house and has no visitors.

Howard’s paranoia is relentless; he records every conversation, suspecting Irene of infidelity, and his only trusted visitor is his attorney, Barry Morland (Robert Taylor). Trapped and longing for escape, Irene finds solace only in her dreams, where a mysterious, tender lover visits her nightly, offering the affection and freedom she is denied in waking life. A fantasy that becomes both comfort and torment.

Irene finds herself narrating her nightly rendezvous with a handsome, blue-eyed dreamboat- meanwhile, her husband, Howard, is lurking in the shadows, eavesdropping like a jealous bat with a tape recorder. Every sultry detail she utters just pours gasoline on Howard’s obsession, turning Irene’s days into a marathon of paranoia and her nights into a soap opera Howard can’t stop listening to. Poor Irene is married to a man who’s got one ear pressed to the door and the other on his own cuckoo clocks.

“Yes!  Yes, I do have a lover.  He comes to me every night.  He holds me in his arms.  He’s young, handsome and tender.  He’s everything I’ve ever wanted, everything you’re not…my lover’s only a dream but he’s still more of a man than you!”

Tensions in the Trent household spiral until, after a fierce argument, Irene flees, and Howard is killed in a violent explosion in his upstairs laboratory. The blast is so complete that nothing of Howard is left but suspicion and dread, leaving the remains of the charred lab locked away. Irene will become haunted by Howard’s ghost, and the faint sounds of his cane tapping on the floor all set the hypnotic rhythm of Mizzy’s score.

Though Irene is now a wealthy widow, her peace is short-lived. She moves back into the modest apartment behind her beauty shop, finding a confidante in Joyce, her newly hired beautician.

Joyce is played by Judi Meredith, who was a familiar face in 1960s genre cinema and television, often bringing a bright presence to suspense and horror projects – notable horror and sci-fi films she appeared in include: Queen of Blood (1966), where she played Laura James in Curtis Harrington’s cult classic about a deadly alien vampire queen brought back to Earth. She also starred in Dark Intruder (1965), a supernatural mystery in which she played Evelyn Lang, caught up in a string of occult murders in Victorian San Francisco. Starring Leslie Nielsen, the film was a failed pilot for a proposed television series.

Irene is swept away by her fantasy lover, and the boundaries between dream and reality begin to blur as Irene’s nocturnal visions intensify. In one, she is set to wed her dream lover in a chapel filled with creepy waxen witnesses, only for the ceremony to be interrupted when Howard intrudes, scarred and vengeful, forcing her to remarry him, a nightmarish echo of her waking fears.

Haunted by these dreams, Irene visits the real chapel with Barry, where she finds a wedding ring from her vision, deepening her confusion. Barry, at first skeptical, suggests that a private detective named George Fuller (Lloyd Bochner), hired by Howard to spy on Irene, might be behind these manipulations. Meanwhile, Irene’s sense of safety unravels.

Joyce relays an anonymous message to Irene – from George: “Pleasant dreams.” Soon after, Joyce is murdered in the beauty shop by a figure resembling Howard, who is actually Barry in a move to get anyone out of the way who could implicate him in the scheme to drive Irene insane.

Joyce is not simply a victim in The Night Walker; she is actually complicit in the plot against Irene. She was working with Barry and George to gaslight her. Joyce was involved in drugging her at bedtime so that Barry and his accomplice (George the “dream lover”) could manipulate her nocturnal adventures and drive her toward madness.

After Joyce’s murder, Barry claims to Irene that he has been attacked as well, insisting that Howard might still be alive.

Desperate for answers, Irene and Barry (still playing along) return to the Trent estate. Barry enters the house alone while Irene tries to call the police, only to find the phone line cut. Gunshots echo through the house, and Irene rushes inside and into the ruined laboratory, where the truth is revealed: Barry has been impersonating Howard using a lifelike mask. He finally confesses to causing the explosion, orchestrating Howard’s death, after tricking him into signing a will that made him the primary beneficiary. Barry’s plan was to drive Irene mad with staged “dreams” and keep her from discovering the truth.

George Fuller, who has been blackmailing Barry for half of Howard’s estate, is actually Joyce’s husband. He intervenes, shooting Barry in revenge for killing Joyce and turning his rage on Irene to eliminate her as a witness. In the chaos, Barry rallies to defend her, and both men plunge to their deaths through the gaping hole in the floor. Left alone, staring down at the bodies of her tormentors, Irene’s laughter rings out-hysterical, unmoored-caught somewhere between relief and madness, as the nightmare finally comes to an end.

In a delicious bit of casting, Robert Taylor, Stanwyck’s real-life ex-husband, was cast to play Barry Morland, the lawyer who becomes deeply involved in Irene Trent’s increasingly nightmarish life. As the story unfolds, Barry is revealed to be a central figure in the film’s web of deception and suspense, ultimately unmasked as the mastermind behind much of the psychological torment Irene experiences.

The screenplay, by Psycho scribe Robert Bloch, weaves this web of nightmares, suspicion, and gaslighting, as Irene is pursued by visions of her burned, vengeful husband, Howard Trent. The makeup for Howard Trent’s eyes in The Night Walker is strikingly eerie and memorable, contributing significantly to the film’s unsettling atmosphere. To portray Howard’s blindness and evoke a sense of otherworldly menace, the makeup artists gave actor Hayden Rorke unnaturally pale, almost luminescent white eyeballs. This effect was likely achieved with special opaque contact lenses that completely obscured the natural iris and pupil, giving his gaze a blank, lifeless quality. The result is a chilling visual: Howard’s eyes appear cold, vacant, and corpse-like, amplifying both his physical vulnerability and his spectral presence after death.

Castle dials back the gimmicks here, letting the story’s surreal, dreamlike logic do the heavy lifting. Vic Mizzy’s hypnotic score and the film’s moody, noir-inspired cinematography create a genuinely eerie atmosphere.

Vic Mizzy’s score for The Night Walker unfurls like a fever dream, its textures both unsettling and slyly spellbinding. Mizzy’s orchestration is at once minimalist and richly suggestive. The music opens with a dark, repetitive guitar motif- a spectral thread that winds through the film, conjuring the sense of being caught between waking and nightmare. Beneath this, vibraphone and hammered dulcimer shimmer and clatter, their metallic voices evoking the eerie chime of distant clocks or the delicate footfalls of something unseen in the night. Harp arpeggios ripple like the surface of disturbed water, while occasional organ chords swell with a Gothic grandeur, echoing through the empty corridors of Irene’s haunted mind.

The guitar’s insistent pulse is joined by subtle, ghostly woodwinds and the occasional brush of strings, each instrument entering like a shadow at the edge of a dream. The cues shift from tense, repetitive figures- heightening suspense and paranoia- to passages of almost romantic melancholy, as if mourning the love lost to Irene’s troubled sleep. In moments of terror, the score sharpens: hammered dulcimer and vibraphone strike out in anxious patterns, and the organ’s voice becomes a shudder, a warning, a breath held in the darkness. Throughout, Mizzy’s music is both modern and timeless, perfectly matching Castle’s surreal visuals.

William Castle never quite tips his hand, making the final reveal all the more satisfying. His legacy is that of a showman who understood both the power of a good scare and the joy of letting the audience in on the joke. Whether electrifying theater seats or inviting you to bolt for the lobby, he made horror fun—and in Homicidal and The Night Walker, he gave us B-movie thrills with a wink, a scream, and even a tingle!

THE TINGLER 1959

Speaking of tingles!…

William Castle’s The Tingler (1959): A Spine-Tingling Carnival of Camp and Chaos!

Vincent Price, with a voice like velvet dipped in arsenic, leans into the camera and purrs, “Ladies and gentlemen, please do not panic… but scream! Scream for your lives!” And just like that, The Tingler – a film that’s equal parts science lecture, LSD trip, and haunted house ride- lunges at you with all the subtlety of a rubber centipede on a sugar rush. Yet another delirious gem directed by the P.T. Barnum of horror, William Castle, this 1959 schlock masterpiece isn’t just a movie; it’s a prank, a dare, and a carnival barker’s phantasmagoria rolled into 82 minutes of glorious nonsense. Buckle up-or, better yet, grab a seat wired with Castle’s infamous “Percepto!” buzzers-because we’re diving into the wriggling, wacky world of The Tingler.

In William Castle’s The Tingler, horror and hucksterism entwine in a deliriously inventive B-movie that turns the act of watching a film into a participatory thrill ride. Vincent Price, in one of his most iconic driven scientist roles, plays Dr. Warren Chapin, a pathologist with a taste for the macabre and a curiosity that borders on the unhinged stumbles upon a discovery of a parastic creature that he annoints as the Tingler, which latches onto human spines and grows where and when we’re scared.

Vincent Price, in a lab coat and raised eyebrow, is the film’s anchor-part Sherlock Holmes, part carnival ringmaster. He delivers lines like “The tingler exists in every human being, we now know. Look at that tingler, Dave. It’s an ugly and dangerous thing—ugly because it’s the creation of man’s fear; dangerous because… because a frightened man is dangerous” with the gravitas of a Shakespearean actor… if Shakespeare wrote scripts about spine parasites.

Patricia Cutts, as Chapin’s adulterous wife, Isabel, steals scenes with a cocktail-dry wit, sneering at her husband’s experiments while necking with her lover in broad daylight. Price deadpans, catching them in sordid mid-clinch. Judith Evelyn, meanwhile, turns Martha’s mute terror into a silent scream of pure Gothic dread, her eyes widening as her husband Ollie torments her with phantom fiends, fright masks, and blood-filled tubs. And Philip Coolidge as the conniving Ollie? He’s the nervous nudnik personified, twitching like a sap destined to be remembered as the man whose tense presence became inseparable from the terror that haunted a Tingler victim’s final moments. Actually, Coolidge had a substantial career in supporting roles across a variety of popular classic television series and dramatic anthologies, including The Twilight Zone, Alfred Hitchcock Presents, The Alfred Hitchcock Hour, Have Gun – Will Travel, and many more!

Vincent Price’s Chapin discovers that the tingling sensation people feel in moments of sheer terror is caused by this real, centipede-like parasite- the titular Tingler- that lives on the human spine, feeding and growing stronger with fear. The only defense? Scream, and the Tingler shrinks away. It’s a premise so gloriously absurd that only Castle could sell it, and sell it he does, with Price’s velvet menace leading the charge.

Let’s not kid ourselves: The Tingler itself looks like a lobster insect hybrid someone fished out of a radioactive sewer. It’s a glorified puppet yanked around on visible strings, but damn if Castle doesn’t make it work. The creature’s debut- a shadowy, pulsating silhouette pulled from Martha’s spine- is a shadow puppet’s dream!

I’ve got to keep putting forth the descriptions – the sheer enjoyment is too irresistible not to. The Tingler looks like a rubbery, crustacean-like, many-legged marvel- a midnight centipede with the soul of a prankster and the body of a Halloween prop gone rogue. It slithers and wriggles like a lobster on a caffeine bender, its glossy black carapace glinting in the shadows as it scuttles for a new spine to squeeze. With pincers poised and a tail that curls like a question mark, the Tingler doesn’t bite or sting; instead, it hugs your backbone with a wrestler’s grip, tightening with every tremor of fear until your nerves jangle and your lungs beg for a scream.

It’s a creature born not of nature but of nightmares and matinee mayhem- a bug that feeds on terror, growing stronger with every gasp and silent shriek. When unleashed, it doesn’t just crawl; it orchestrates chaos, sending popcorn flying and audiences leaping from their seats. The Tingler is part boogeyman, part practical joke, and all pure Castle: a wriggling, giggling, spine-tingling ambassador for the simple, delicious thrill of being scared out of your seats!

The film wastes no time plunging us into its world of shadowy labs and simmering paranoia. Chapin, ever the scientist, begins by experimenting on himself, injecting LSD to experience fear “like a common person.” In one of cinema’s first acid trips, he writhes in agony as the walls close in and his own fear threatens to unleash the creature within.

The Tingler is shot in black and white, except for the infamous “bloody bathtub” sequence, which is the only part shot in color and spliced into the otherwise monochrome film. When Vincent Price’s Dr. Chapin injects himself with LSD, what we get is a visually inventive, stylized black-and-white sequence: Price’s performance becomes wild and exaggerated, but there’s no color or psychedelic Technicolor effects- just classic noir shadows and some creative camera work to convey his terror and hallucinations.

The cinematography by Wilfred M. Cline is pure noir, all deep shadows and nervous close-ups, but Castle has a trick up his sleeve: in the infamous “bloody bathtub” scene, the black-and-white film erupts into shocking color as blood pours from the taps and a crimson hand rises from a bathtub overflowing with bright red liquid. The effect is achieved by painting the entire set and actress Judith Evelyn in grayscale, then splicing in a color sequence for the blood-a surreal, eye-popping moment that jolts the senses and foreshadows the film’s willingness to break its own rules for a scare.

That scene always got under my skin too-there’s just something about that blood-covered arm and hand reaching out of the literal blood bath that feels like a waking nightmare you can’t quite shake. It’s as if the movie suddenly rips off its black-and-white mask and yells, “Surprise!” with a bucket of Technicolor red. I mean, who knew a bathtub could become the world’s creepiest place to take a relaxing soak? Every time that hand emerges, dripping and desperate, it’s like Castle himself is reaching through the screen to give your nerves a cheeky little jolt.

Judith Evelyn’s Martha Higgins, a deaf-mute with a paralyzing fear of blood, becomes the film’s tragic centerpiece. Her husband, Ollie, played with twitchy guilt by Philip Coolidge, is a silent movie theater owner with a secret: he’s plotting to scare Martha literally to death, knowing she cannot scream and thus cannot defend herself against the Tingler’s fatal grip. The scenes where Ollie torments Martha are some of Castle’s most effective phantom figures, ghoulish masks, and the unforgettable vision of blood flooding the bathroom all conspire to drive her into a silent, fatal panic. Evelyn’s wide-eyed terror, her inability to scream, and the surreal horror of her hallucinations create a sequence that’s both nightmarish and oddly poignant.

Price’s Chapin, meanwhile, is both hero and relentless researcher, slicing into Martha’s spine to extract the now-enormous Tingler- the rubbery, many-legged monstrosity. The special effects are pure Castle: practical, visible, and all the more charming for their earnestness. When the Tingler escapes, chaos erupts. Chapin’s own scheming wife Isabel (Patricia Cutts) tries to use the creature for her own ends, slipping it onto her drugged husband in a scene that’s equal parts suspense and slapstick, only for Chapin’s sister-in-law Lucy (Pamela Lincoln) to save the day with a well-timed scream.

But it’s the film’s climax that cements its legend. The Tingler breaks out of its film reel case, slips through the floorboards, and finds its way into Ollie’s silent movie theater, where a crowd is watching Tol’able David. Suddenly, the screen goes black, and Price’s voice booms out: “Ladies and gentlemen, the Tingler is loose in this theater! Scream! Scream for your lives!”

Ah, Percepto!-the pièce de résistance. In the original theatrical run, Castle’s “Percepto!” gimmick, Castle rigged the theater, electrified select seats with vibrating motors (repurposed airplane de-icers) to literally zap and shock the audience into shrieking, while Ushers planted in the crowd would scream, faint, and get hauled out on stretchers by fake nurses. “Some people may not feel the Tingler,” Castle warned in the prologue, a cheeky cover for theaters that cheaped out on wiring.

The movie theater itself becomes part of the film, blurring the line between fiction and reality in a way that’s both hilarious and genuinely unsettling. As the Tingler crawls across the projection beam, shadowy and menacing, the screams from the onscreen audience mingle with those in the real auditorium- a meta-horror moment decades ahead of its time.

Critics sneered, but audiences ate it up. As film historian Tom Weaver notes, Castle’s genius was making viewers participate in the joke: “He didn’t just want to scare you; he wanted you to laugh at how scared you were.”

The finale is a masterstroke of camp and creepiness. Chapin returns the Tingler to Martha’s corpse, hoping to neutralize it for good, but Ollie is left alone with his guilt. The door slams, the windows lock, and Martha’s corpse rises from the bed, eyes wide and accusing, as Ollie is paralyzed by terror, unable to scream. The screen fades out, and Price’s voice returns with a final ironically cheeky warning: “If any of you are not convinced that you have a tingler of your own, the next time you are frightened in the dark… don’t scream.”

Film historians and fans alike have celebrated The Tingler for its audacity and inventiveness. Castle’s use of color, his practical effects, and his legendary showmanship-fake ambulances, planted fainters, and all-turned a modest B-movie into a cult classic.

Schlock as High Art. The Tingler bombed with critics (“A horror comic come to life,” spat The New York Times) but became a cult classic, revered for its audacity. John Waters, who’d later pen Female Trouble, called it a blueprint for “tacky transcendence.” Even the Tingler itself got a 2023 sequel novel (The Tingler Unleashed), proving that bad ideas never die-they just get wackier.

The Tingler remains a love letter to the communal joy of horror, a film that invites you to laugh, shudder, and, above all, scream for your life.

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The Mad Doctor of Market Street 1942

GENIUS – OR FIEND?…

I'll be the most important man to have ever walked the earth!

Mad Doctor of Market Street is a lesser-known 1942 American horror film directed by Joseph H. Lewis (Gun Crazy 1950). A product of early ’40s horror, the film is unintentionally campy and racially offensive as with the scene during Atwill’s wedding with Clarie Dodd when the ceremony is interrupted and perplexed by this he tells the chief to have the native men, ‘Dance… or something!”

The film tells the story of Dr. Ralph Benson (played by the classically trained actor Lionel Atwill who has enjoyed the role of over-zealous mad scientist with high-strung verve! ), a brilliant but deranged scientist who conducts unethical experiments on human subjects. Atwill is always arrogant and wild-eyed in films like The Pre-Code Doctor X 1932 and Murders in the Zoo 1933 beloved Universal monster movies like Son of Frankenstein 1939, to Poverty Row Pictures like Man Made Monster 1941 and Frankenstein Meets the Wolfman 1943.

In this comedy/crime/horror drama, the allure of cinema’s obsession with the mad scientist, a character akin to Dr. Moreau, is on full display. Atwill possesses a messianic complex, feigning the ability to resurrect the dead to maintain control over his followers.

Una Merkel stars as Aunt Margaret Wentworth, Claire Dodd as Patricia Wentworth, Anne Nagel as Mrs. William Saunders, Milton Kibbee as Hadley, and John Eldredge as the ship’s officer Dwight.

Dr. Ralph Benson is wanted for murder and escapes on a ship bound for a remote tropical island. At the film’s outset, he escapes aboard a cruise liner bound for New Zealand, inadvertently landing on uncharted terrain alongside a group of fellow passengers. The island’s residents become suspicious of the mysterious doctor’s activities. As they investigate, they uncover Dr. Benson’s dark secrets and the horrifying results of his experiments.

Unfazed by his circumstances, he persists in his experiments, exploiting the locals as both convenient and susceptible test subjects. When a native woman falls into a coma from a heart ailment, he can’t resist showcasing his life-reviving “magic.” This act leads to him being anointed as the “God of Life” by the natives, and he promptly declares himself the island’s supreme ruler.

Unlike the traditional gothic laboratories of Univeral horrors, this story unfolds amidst a lush jungle backdrop. The remaining survivors from the civilized world include a callous ship’s officer who abandons his companions in a futile attempt to escape the island via canoe, only to meet his death at the hands of one of the natives.

A predictable romantic duo emerges, between Una Merkel’s niece Patricia (Claire Dodd) and  Jim (Richard Davies) a former crew member from the sunken liner. Despite an initial clash, they are gradually drawn together. When Tanao’s wife (Rosina Galli) the old woman Atwill “resuscitates” urges him to take a wife"”and he goes after Merkel’s niece Patricia to be his unwilling bride. By the end, his disdain for his followers and his being exposed as a charlatan not really able to work miracles ends with them turning against him.

This film made it’s television debut on 18 January 1958 on New York’s channel 7 (WABC).

The Mad Ghoul 1943

The Mad Ghoul is a 1943 American horror film directed by James P. Hogan. The film follows the chilling tale of a university chemistry Professor Dr. Alfred Morris (played by George Zucco another horror movie Mad Doctor classic), a brilliant scientist who discovers a secret ancient Mayan gas that can turn people into mind-controlled zombies.

After the unsuspecting Ted Allison (David Bruce) becomes an unwitting subject of Professor Morris’s (George Zucco) experiments, the professor’s mind wove a fanciful tapestry. He deludes himself into believing that Allison's fiancée Isabel (Evelyn Ankers), the captivating concert diva engaged to Ted Allison harbors intentions of ending their engagement because she finds the professor more sophisticated. The truth is, Isabel’s heart dances to a different melody, one orchestrated by Eric Iverson, her devoted accompanist (Turhan Bey). To rouse Ted out of his trance-like state, Dr. Morris compels him to perform the macabre art of cardiectomy, on recently deceased and even living bodies, extracting the serum from their hearts needed as a short-term antidote. As a series of gruesome murders appear to coincide with Isabel’s concert tours, investigative journalist “Scoop" McClure (Robert Armstrong) takes it upon himself to pursue this unhinged mad scientist.

The Mad Ghoul co-stars Charles McGraw, Milburn Stone, and Rose Hobart. Costume design by the fabulous Vera West and distinctive ghoulish makeup by Jack P. Pierce who was responsible for Universal’s parade of memorable characters- especially beloved is his work on Boris Karloff’s expressive Frankenstein’s monster. A must-mention for the moody cinematography by the brilliant Milton R. Krasner (The Woman in the Window 1944, The Dark Mirror 1946, A Double Life 1947, The Set-up 1949, No Way Out 1950, All About Eve 1950, Beneath the Planet of the Apes 1970).

The Mummy's Ghost 1944

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The Mummy’s Ghost is a 1944 American horror film directed by Reginald Le Borg and part of Universal Pictures’ Mummy film series. The movie continues the story of the ancient Egyptian mummy, Kharis, and the cursed love that binds him. The film is set in the United States, where Kharis (played by Lon Chaney Jr.) and Princess Ananka/Amina (played by Ramsay Ames) are still entwined in a tragic love story from their past lives. Kharis, the living mummy, is brought back to life by an Egyptian priest who wants to reunite him with Princess Ananka, who has been reincarnated in the body of a young woman named Amina.

Journeying from Egypt to America, a high priest (George Zucco) embarks on a quest to reclaim the earthly remains of the ancient Egyptian princess, Ananka, and her guardian mummy, Kharis. Discovering that Ananka’s ethereal spirit has been reborn into a new vessel, he seizes a young woman of Egyptian heritage who bears an enigmatic resemblance to the long-lost princess. Yet, in his insatiable greed, the high priest unwittingly unleashes forces beyond his control, setting in motion a series of deadly events that defy the bounds of his control over Kharis.

As Kharis seeks to find and reunite with his love, he embarks on a reign of terror and destruction. Archaeologists and authorities must stop him before he reaches Amina, who is unaware of her past life and the danger she’s in.

The Mummy’s Ghost continues the themes of love, reincarnation, and supernatural vengeance that are characteristic of the Mummy film series. It’s known for its moody and atmospheric portrayal of Egyptian mythology and the tragic fate of its titular character, Kharis.

John Carradine’s performance in The Mummy’s Ghost (1944) is a notable aspect of the film and adds to its charm within the context of Universal Pictures’ Mummy film series. In the movie, Carradine portrays Yousef Bey, an Egyptian priest who is responsible for resurrecting Kharis, the living mummy, in his quest to reunite him with the reincarnated Princess Ananka.

Carradine’s portrayal of Yousef Bey exudes an air of mystery and malevolence and is shrouded in secrecy and driven by an unwavering commitment to his mission, making him a formidable and enigmatic antagonist. His performance contributes to the overall atmosphere of Egyptian mysticism and supernatural intrigue that is characteristic of the series. While “The Mummy’s Ghost” is not as well-known as some other entries in the Universal Mummy franchise, John Carradine’s performance as Yousef Bey remains a noteworthy element, adding to the film’s enduring appeal among fans of classic horror cinema. The film also co-stars George Zucco as the High Priest, Robert Lowery, and Barton MacLane.

Macabre 1958

Macabre is a 1958 American horror film directed by William Castle.

Small-town Dr. Rodney Barrett (William Prince) has been given a gut-wrenching task: he has become ensnared in a sinister vendetta where he must rescue his little girl who has been abducted and buried alive. He must find her before her air runs out. He races against the merciless ticking clock, with mere hours to unearth her before the suffocating darkness claims her life. Producer-Director William Castle extended He provided every attendee with an official certificate, underwritten by Lloyds of London, assuring them of a $1,000 insurance coverage in the unlikely event they died of fright!

William Castle, known for his innovative and gimmicky promotional techniques, added an extra layer of excitement to the release of “Macabre.” He introduced a promotional gimmick called the “Fright Break,” where audience members were provided with certificates of life insurance in case they were to die of fright while watching the movie. Additionally, Castle hired nurses to be present in theaters during screenings to assist any patrons who might be overwhelmed by fear. These marketing tactics were a precursor to Castle’s later, even more elaborate gimmicks used in films like House on Haunted Hill and The Tingler. The film also stars Jim Backus as Police Chief Jim Tyloe, Christine White as Nancy Wetherby Tyloe, Jacqueline Scott as Nurse Polly Baron, Ellen Corby as Miss Kushins, Dorothy Morris, Phillip Tonge, and Susan Morrow.

Mill of the Stone Women 1960

”Trouble began with a woman…”

Mill of the Stone Women alternative title Drops of Blood” The Horrible Mill Women -is a stylish 1960s Gothic Italian Euro-Cult horror film directed by Giorgio Ferroni and based on the Flemish writer’s short story by Pieter Van Weigen. It is quite Hawthornesque – giving a nod to his short story ‘Rappacini’s Daughter’ as well as the 1953 film House of Wax starring Vincent Price and of course the mythos of Ovid’s Pygmalion & Galatea and a bit of a derivative story based on Franju’s Eyes Without a Face that was released that same year, but nearly as poetic. Ferroni imbues the film with a claustrophobic and hallucinogenic tone, with a nostalgia for the above stories.

The opening scene of the Mill underneath a ponderous sky as Scilla Gabel stares – secretly dark and broken -behind the drapery. Carlo Innocenzi’s score bellows an unsettling lament. In 19th century Holland, a professor of fine arts Professor Gregorius Wahl, and the strange rogue surgeon Wolfgang Preiss as Doctor Loren Bohlem (who secretly desires Elfie ) run a secret lab where the professor’s daughter (Scilla Gabel) who suffers from a strange and rare blood disorder, is kept hidden in the house and forbidden to leave the mill as she must receive blood transfusions with the help of Dr. Bohlem and kidnapped female victims who are later transformed into macabre statuary art. A young journalist Hans von Arnim (Pierre Brice) is sent to Holland to write a piece on the famous ‘carousel’ powered by the windmill, its artist, and the Mill’s famous exhibition of waxen women subjected to gruesome torture and death and becomes fascinated by the work of the brilliant yet reclusive sculptor, Professor Gregorius Wahl (Herbert A.E. Böhme) renowned for his lifelike figures of strikingly beautiful women, who are known to be eerily realistic tableaus. Professor Wahl lives on an island in a historic old windmill the locals call the ‘Mill of the Stone Women.

Hans eventually discovers that the professor’s sculptures are created from the preserved bodies of women who have mysteriously died (sacrificed for their blood in order to sustain Elfie ). In some of the horrifying sequences a wide-eyed Gabel leans over a bound and gagged Dany Carrel and Böhme looms over a kidnapped victim about to have her blood drained, her death soon to come, he has a look of righteous madness on his face as the camera frames him from underneathThe young journalist falls under the spell of Wahl’s alluring daughter Elfie (Gabel) though his true love is Liselotte (Dany Carrel). Eventually, Liselotte’s life will become threatened when Wahl seeks to make her his next victim. Wahl is determined to achieve perfection in his art, and he believes that only the bodies of women who must die can provide the ideal subjects to keep Elfie alive and used for his sinister waxworks. The film works on a grotesque level due to its Gothic Guignol of mechanized forms that emerge forcefully through a door – revolving around a stage of expressionist, historical icons whose fates were shocking and violent  – Joan of Arc, Cleopatra, Mary Queen of Scots "“ life-size figurines from a music box meeting the camera as they turn – eerie specters of the victims in a nightmarish procession upon a rotating carousel.

As Hans delves deeper into Wahl and Dr. Bohlem’s (Wolfgang Preiss)  disturbing and ghastly transgressions against the local women of the village who go missing, he becomes increasingly entangled in a web of dark secrets and surreal horrors. There is a  nightmarish sequence where Wahl and Bohlem subject Hans to a potent hallucinogenic that plunges him into a surrealistic realm where the boundaries of reality and fantasy converge.

He is drawn into a nightmarish descent as he uncovers the truth about the mill, the mysterious deaths, and the professor’s obsession with creating his morbidly aesthetic masterpieces. Ultimately the phantasmic figures go up in flames, a close-up spectacle of grotesquery, the melting reflections of Wahl’s work, shown in  Technicolor – for example, Elfie’s glowing scarlet boudoir hinting at the theme of blood and the moment when she is revealed beneath the lid of her glass coffin holding bright yellow roses in contrast to her deathly pale complexion. All thanks to the art direction by Arrigo Equini and cinematography by Pier Ludovico Pavoni who employs a color palate that recalls Pressburger and Powell’s body of work.

Mill of the Stone Women (1960)stars Pierre Brice as Hans von Arnim, Scilla Gabel as Elfy, Wolfgang Preiss as Doctor Loren Bohlem, Dany Carrel as Liselotte, and Herbert A.E. Böhme as Wahl, Olga Solbelli as Selma and Liana Orfel as Annelore.

Mumsy, Nanny, Sonny, and Girly aka Girly 1970

Everyone is dying to meet Girly!

Mumsy, Nanny, Sonny, and Girly 1970'  is a cheeky British horror-comedy, an Impish yet grisly shocker released as Girly outside of the U.K. directed by cinematographer turned director Freddie Francis. Collaborating with writer Brian Comport, this quirky film emerged under the direction of cinematographer-turned-director Freddie Francis. It unfolds within the atmospheric Oakley Court, a location frequently favored by Francis for his film exteriors.

The film’s origins trace back to Maisie Mosco’s two-act play, “Happy Family.” Screenwriter Brian Comport ingeniously adapted this play into a novella titled “Mumsy, Nanny, Sonny, and Girly.”

At a secluded manor house in the remote England countryside,  the eccentric lives of four peculiar characters play a bizarre role-playing pastime called 'The Game.' Here, they immerse themselves in their archetypal personas.

The family members engage in a bizarre and disturbing game in which they “adopt” unsuspecting strangers from the outside world, bringing them into their home and forcing them to participate in their twisted role-playing scenarios. These scenarios start innocently enough but gradually become increasingly dangerous and deranged. Girly seduces unsuspecting men into their eerie world. Once hooked they are they have no choice but to join this unsettling hobby. As the family’s games take a darker turn, tensions rise, and their unsuspecting guests become trapped in a nightmarish world of manipulation and violence.

Girly: Nasty Nanny is no good! Chop her up for fire wood! When she’s dead, boil her head, make it into gingerbread!

Refusal leads to a dreadful death, preserved on film by the camera-wielding Sonny for the family's morbid indulgence. However, a "˜New Friend' their latest captive designs a way to use the internal conflicts of the four captors and begins to drive a wedge between them.

Mumsy: [Girly is visibly upset by the super 8 snuff reel her family is watching] Girly, come back here and watch the lovely film!
[Girly bites her nails and sits back down to watch the snuff reel]

The principle of The Game lies in the complete abandonment of each primary character to shed their true identity and choose a new role. Mumsy (Ursula Howells) domineering and eccentric assumes the role of the mother figure, Pat Heywood becomes Nanny, a strict and authoritarian caregiver, Sonny (Howard Trevor) a rebellious, mentally unstable son, and Vanessa Howard is the enchanting yet dangerous child-like Girly,  the seductive daughter who is the naughty siren luring men to their doom. Amidst the cryptic rules governing this twisted world, one commandment remains constant: “Rule No. 1 – Play the Game!”Things go awry after one fateful night, Girly and Sonny attend a swinging party in London and meet a prostitute (Michael Bryant) who is accompanied by his client (Imogen Hassall) When Girly fancies ‘New Friend’, she and Sonny entice the couple to join them for a wild night of mischief. At a playground, they push the woman off a giant slide and somehow convince the dazed guy that he murdered his paying date in a drunken stupor.

Girly [Girly watches as Sonny and the other man try to get the man’s girlfriend to go down the slide] Go on!… bitch.
New Friend: Yeah, go on!
Girly [Smiling slyly] Cowardy-cowardy-custard
[Sonny nods his head and then grabs the girlfriend’s leg, causing her to trip]
Girlfriend: AHHHH!!!
[the girlfriend falls several feet to the ground below, breaking neck. The man stares down in shock while Sonny and Girly pick up the girlfriend’s veil from her body]
Girly:[In a childish voice] What’d you push her for, Mister?

They succeed in luring the ‘New Friend’ back to the manor, where he undergoes a rebranding of his identity, and forced to assume the appearance of a schoolboy, and is subjected to humiliating ordeals. His past client serves as a haunting reminder of his alleged crime, designed to keep him in his place.

When Mumsy and Girl both desire New Friend, it creates conflict within the family as he sows the seed of jealousy, conflict, and dissension between the women and turns the family against each other. The question lingers: Who will ultimately join the makeshift graves of their former ‘friends’?

Mumsy, Nanny, Sonny, and Girly is a rare British cult classic known for its unique blend of humor and horror, creating an unsettling and satirical commentary on societal norms and the dysfunctionality of family dynamics.

The original poster art for the film was an eerie black and white family portrait of “The Family,” dressed in traditional English attire (six form uniforms for Girly and Sonny, a maid’s outfit for Nanny, and a World War II era dress for Mumsy). Though this iconography would have struck a chord with British viewers, it was deemed that US audiences wouldn’t understand the image. For the US release, the distributor commissioned a poster of an anonymous girl standing in for Vanessa Howard wearing a cutoff skirt and clutching a doll in one hand and a bloody axe in the other.

This is your EverLovin Joey Sayin’ M is for Menace and Mayhem and lots More to come! The letter N is the nightfall where all things go bump in!

Happy Birthday to Bradford Dillman April 14

Bradford Dillman in a scene from the film ‘Circle Of Deception’, 1960. (Photo by 20th Century-Fox/Getty Images)

Untroubled good looks, faraway poise & self-control, with a satyric smile and brushed-aside sophistication  – that’s Bradford Dillman

Bradford Dillman is one of those ubiquitous & versatile actors who you find popping up just about everywhere, and whenever I either see him in the credits or think about some of his performances, I am immediately happified by his presence in my mind and on screen.  It’s this familiarity that signposts for me that whatever upcoming diversion I’m in store for will be something memorable indeed.

He’s been cast as a saint, a psychopath, an elite ivy league intellectual with an edge, an unconventional scientist, a military figure, a droll, and prickly individualist, a clueless bureaucrat, or drunken malcontents and he’s got a sort of cool that is wholly appealing.

Bradford Dillman was omnipresent starting out on the stage, and in major motion pictures at the end of the 50s, and by the 1960s he began his foray into popular episodic television series and appeared in a slew of unique made-for-television movies throughout the 1970s and 80s, with the addition of major motion picture releases through to the 90s. His work intersects many different genres from melodramas, historical dramas, thrillers, science fiction, and horror.

There are a few actors of the 1960s & 70s decades that cause that same sense of blissed-out flutters in my heart — that is of course if you’re as nostalgic about those days of classic cinema and television as I am. I get that feeling when I see actors like Stuart Whitman, Dean Stockwell, Roy Thinnes, Scott Marlow, Warren Oates, James Coburn, Lee Grant David Janssen, Michael Parks, Barbara Parkins, Joanna Pettet, Joan Hackett, Sheree North,  Diana Sands, Piper Laurie, Susan Oliver, and Diane Baker.  I have a fanciful worship for the actors who were busy working in those decades, who weren’t Hollywood starlets or male heartthrobs yet they possessed a realness, likability, a certain individual knack, and raw sex appeal.

Bradford Dillman was born in San Francisco in 1930 to a prominent local family. During the war, he was sent to The Hotchkiss School in Lakeville, Connecticut. At Hotchkiss, his senior year he played Hamlet. At Yale, he studied English Literature and performed in amateur theatrical productions, and worked at the Playhouse in Connecticut. Dillman served in the US Marines in Korea (1951-1953) and made a pact that he’d give himself five years to succeed as an actor before he called it quits. Lucky for us, he didn’t wind up in finance the way his father wanted him to.

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Dillman enrolled and studied at the Actors Studio, he spent several seasons apprenticing with the Sharon Connecticut Playhouse before making his professional acting debut in an adaptation of Nathaniel Hawthorne’s “The Scarecrow” in 1953 with fellow Studio students Eli Wallach and James Dean. Dillman referred to Dean as ‘a wacky kid’ but ‘very gifted’.

He only appeared in two shows in October 1962 The Fun Couple in 1957 with Dyan Cannon and Jane Fonda before the play closed in New York only after two days.

We lost Bradford Dillman last year in January 2018. I was so saddened to hear the news. And I missed the chance to tribute to his work then, but now that his birthday is here, I feel like celebrating his life rather than mourning his death, so it’s just as well.

Bradford Dillman wrote an autobiography called Are You, Anybody? An Actor’s Life, published in 1997 with a (foreword by Suzy Parker) in which he downplays the prolific contribution he made to film and television and acting in general. Though Dillman didn’t always hold a high opinion of some of the work he was involved in, appearing in such a vast assortment of projects, he always came across as upbeat and invested in the role.

“Bradford Dillman sounded like a distinguished, phony, theatrical name, so I kept it.”

[about his career] “I’m not bitter, though. I’ve had a wonderful life. I married the most beautiful woman in the world. Together we raised six children, each remarkable in his or her own way and every one a responsible citizen. I was fortunate to work in a profession where I looked forward to going to work every day. I was rewarded with modest success. The work sent me to places all over the world I’d never been able to afford visiting otherwise. I keep busy and I’m happy. And there are a few good films out there that I might be remembered for.”

Continue reading “Happy Birthday to Bradford Dillman April 14”

MonsterGirl “Listens”: Reflections with great actress Audrey Dalton!

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The bewitchingly beautiful Audrey Dalton was born in Dublin, Ireland who maintains the most delicately embroidered lilt of Gaelic tones became an American actress of film in the heyday of Hollywood and the Golden Age of television. Knowing from early on that she wanted to be an actress while studying at the Royal Academy of Dramatic Arts was discovered by a Paramount Studio executive in London, thus beginning her notable career starring in classic drama, comedy, film noir, science fiction, campy cult classic horror and dramatic television hits!

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Audrey Dalton as the lovely Louise Kendall in Daphne du Maurier’s My Cousin Rachel (1952) directed by Henry Koster.

Recently Audrey Dalton celebrated her birthday on January 21st and I did a little tribute here at The Last Drive In. Visit the link above for more great info and special clips of Audrey Dalton’s work!

Since then I’ve had the incredible honor of chatting with this very special lady whom I consider not only one of THE most ethereal beauties of the silver screen, Audrey Dalton is a versatile actress, and an extremely gracious and kind person.

While I’ve read a few interviews one in particular in a division of USA TODAY: The Spectrum  Audrey Dalton survived a sinking, a ‘Serpent’ and a stallion by Nick Thomas. 

The article in USA Today asked about Titanic, Deborah Kerr, Rita Hayworth, designer Edith head, the pesky mollusk and her appearances in several notable film and television westerns.

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Naturally they inquired about Audrey Dalton’s monumental contribution to one of the biggest beloved 1950s ‘B’ Sci-Fi  treasures and she deserves to be honored for her legacy as the heroine in distress, pursued by a giant Mollusk, no not a Serpent nor giant caterpillar it be!

She is asked… eternally asked about this crusty bug eyed monster, and why not! it’s part of a fabulous celebration of what makes films like The Monster that Challenged the World (1957) memorable for so many of us!

The love for these sentimental sci-fi films are still so much alive! Early this year, Audrey Dalton joined Julie Adams to celebrate with fans both their iconic legacies for starring in two of the most popular monster films of all time… The Monster That Challenged the World (1957) and The Creature From the Black Lagoon (1954).

She’s been asked about her wonderful performance as Annette Sturges in Titanic (1953) with focus on her co-stars Barbara Stanwyck and Clifton Webb, and of course about one hilarious anecdote around her role in several westerns, including TV shows like The Big Valley, Gunsmoke, Bonanza and Wagon Train, and her fabulous fear of horses! Even more than that giant drooling crustacean? "That monster was enormous!" –Audrey commented in her interview with USA Today.

I don’t have a video of Ms Dalton on a rambunctious horse, but here she is giving a fine performance in the television hit series that ironically reunites Stanwyck as the matriarch of the Barclay family and Audrey together again…tho Stanwyck is not in this scene, she works well with actor Richard Long in an episode called ‘Hazard’ in The Big Valley (1966). Audrey went on to do one more episode as Ann Snyder in season one called Earthquake.

I am most taken with Audrey Dalton’s wonderful nostalgic joy and her earnest appreciation for the collaborations off camera and on the set- having a true sense of warmth, togetherness and a passion for her craft and fellow cinema & television artists, crew and players. I’ve used the term “players” when I refer to actors, something that Audrey Dalton pointed out to me was not only a very endearing description, but in addition, something I hadn’t known and felt an adrenaline rush to learn that Boris Karloff was known to do as well. Perhaps he is my grandpa after all. I can dream can’t I?

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Alan Ladd and Audrey Dalton on a horse in Delmer Daves’ western Drum Beat (1954)

Audrey told me that she had a fear of horses, having expanded on it when interviewed by USA Today “I hate horses!” she admitted. “I mean I’m really scared to death of them. In one show I had to ride down a very steep hill and felt sure I was going to fall. I got through it, but when the scene was over the director asked, “Could you do it again, this time with your eyes open?”

My little conversations with Audrey seem to drift more toward our mutual appreciation of her experience working with Boris Karloff in some of the most evocative episodes of that ground breaking television anthology show THRILLER  hosted by the great and dear Boris Karloff.

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Audrey plays the beautiful woman/child Meg O’Danagh Wheeler a mail order bride from Ireland married to Warren Oates the son of a bully played masterfully by Denver Pyle, Meg is a jewel trapped in a tortured space of rural repression and hounded by a folk lorish Boogeyman called The Hollow Watcher released in 1962-Link to past post above.

I hesitated asking one question which this feature is usually founded on. Because of my great admiration for years that I’ve held for Ms.Dalton, I couldn’t put restrictions on this wonderful opportunity to listen to the wisdom and sacred reminiscence by such a special actress.

Normally I call this particular feature MonsterGirl Asks, where I put one specific question to someone special in the entertainment industry, arts or academic world instead a full blown interview asking predictable or possibly stale musings that are often over asked or just not inspiring for all concerned. I’ve had several wonderful chances at getting to ask a question here or there. But I have to say, THIS feature is centered around a very heart-warming exchange between myself and Audrey Dalton, yes the sublimely beautiful, versatile & talented actress of film & television.

So I took a chance and asked if she would agree to do my MonsterGirl Asks feature. What happened was she generously shared some very wonderful memories with me so instead of calling it MonsterGirl Asks, I defer to the much lauded star and changed the title special feature as I humbly open myself up as MonsterGirl Listens to a great star who has had the graciousness and kindness to allow me to share these reminiscings with you.

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For years I have been such a fan of this otherworldly beauty, not just from watching Boris Karloff’s Thriller where Audrey graced three of the BEST episodes, nor is it her attractive self-reliance in defying Tim Holt’s priggishness as Lt. Cmdr. John ‘Twill’ Twillinger or showing shear guts in the midst of that giant Mollusk, that Monster That Challenged the World, nor is it just her ability to stare danger and death in the face, the very frightening face of Guy Rolfe otherwise known as Mr. Sardonicus in William Castle’s eerie cheeky masterpiece. Audrey Dalton has appeared in two of the most iconic treasures from exquisitely better times in the realm of Sci-Fi & Classical Horror film. She is still beloved by so many fans!

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Tim Holt and Audrey Dalton in director Arnold Laven’s memorable & beloved  sci-fi jaunt into the giant creature movie of the 1950s!
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Audrey Dalton and Ronald Lewis are unfortunate prisoners of the sadistic Mr. Sardonicus (1961) brought to you by the great showman of cult horror William Castle!

Though Audrey Dalton may have graced the world of cult horror & ‘B’ Sci-Fi phantasmagoria, she is quite the serious actress having been one of the main stars in Titanic (1953). Here she is shown with Robert Wagner.

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Audrey Dalton co-stars with Robert Wagner in Titanic (1953)

Then Audrey brings a delightful bit of class to director Delbert Mann’s Separate Tables 1958, Audrey is provocative, self-reliant and wonderfully flirtatious as Jean who joyfully seduces Rod Taylor, keeping him charmingly distracted and constantly on his toes! Though this gif has him pecking her adorable nose!

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Audrey with Don Taylor in her first film The Girls of Pleasure Island (1953) Alamy Stock Photo.
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Audrey Dalton co-stars with Rex Reason in Thundering Jets (1958)

Audrey played the lovely Louise Kendall quite enamored with Richard Burton in Daphne du Maurier’s romantic thriller  My Cousin Rachel 1952 also c0-starring Olivia de Havilland as the cunning Rachel.

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Audrey Dalton co-stars with Richard Burton in My Cousin Rachel (1952)-photo: Alamy Stock Photo.

Audrey’s been the elegant Donna Elena Di Gambetta co-starring in the romantic comedy with Bob Hope and Joan Fontaine in Cassanova’s Big Night (1954),

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Audrey Dalton, Bob Hope and Joan Fontaine in Cassanova’s Big Night : Alamy Stock Photo.
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Here’s Audrey in Drum Beat (1954) as Nancy Meek who must be escorted by Indian fighter Johnny MacKay played by Alan Ladd

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Audrey Dalton as the sensuous Nancy Meek in Delmer Dave’s Drum Beat (1954) co-starring with dreamy Alan Ladd. :Alamy Stock Photo
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Audrey plays Louise Nelson in this superb British film noir The Deadliest Sin (1955).

I am so touched by Audrey Dalton’s kindness. She not only possesses a beauty that could be considered otherworldly, and up there in the ranks of so many of the great beauties of that Golden Age of Hollywood, it turns out she is one of THE most gracious and kind people in an industry filled with egos and eccentrics.

I shared a bit about why I call myself MonsterGirl, that I am a singer/songwriter and how much I’ve loved her work in film and television for as far back as I can remember. I mentioned that I had heard so many stories about how kind and gentle Boris Karloff was in real life. That I wished Boris Karloff had been my grandfather. My own was a real "˜meanie' and so around here we often joke and say Grandpa Boris.

I was so glad that I got the chance to tell her how much her contribution to THRILLER elevated the episodes to a whole new level, including Boris himself who brought to life a confluence of genius, the immense collaborative efforts of some of the most talented artists and people in the industry. Audrey Dalton worked with directors– Herschel Daugherty on Hay-Fork and Bill-Hook, with John Brahm on The Prediction starring along side Boris Karloff and director William F. Claxton and co-starring with another great actor Warren Oates in The Hollow Watcher 

The series has never been imitated nor surpassed in it’s originality and atmosphere. We conferred about our shared love of THRILLER and it's impact on television as a visionary program and a wonderful working space off camera.

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Audrey Dalton has a fay-like smile, a pair of eyes that are deep & mesmerizing with a sparkle of kindness besides…

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Audrey Dalton– “Here's some thoughts for you on my most beloved work as an actor.”

“I was on a lot of Westerns (despite my fear of horses) but my most favorite show was the Thriller series. I had an agreement with Boris to do one a season. Boris Karloff was a lovely, gentle man who was loved by the crew. Many of them had worked with him years before. That was nice to see. The Thriller set was a wonderful place to be. We all had so much fun working with one another. When we filmed Hay-Fork, we would all go out for late dinners after filming. Alan Napier was very tall and had a wonderful sense of humor about it. He would tease Boris that he should've played Frankenstein's Monster because of his height and strong features. But Boris was the best Monster of all. He was always a gentleman and genuinely enjoyed listening to everyone talk. He was a true actor and director. He watched people and life around him with huge eyes.”

On BORIS KARLOFF and his iconic anthology television series THRILLER:

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It must have been wonderful working with Boris Karloff on this remarkable series that possessed an innovative and unique sense of atmosphere, blending mystery & suspense, the crime drama and some of the BEST tales of terror & the supernatural!

Joey“I'm glad to see that you enjoyed working with him {Boris} on the show THRILLER"¦ It was not only ahead of it's time, and I’m not just trying to impress you, it IS actors like yourself and the quality and the true passion that you brought that helped make the show a very special body of work. It's so nice to hear that you enjoyed the experience behind the scenes as well"¦ It is one of my favorite classic anthology series. I can re-watch it over and over because it's so compelling and well done!”

Audrey- “I feel very fortunate to have been working when the film industry was still relatively small and run by creative producers, writers and directors who had the studio solidly behind them, and not by financial conglomerates for whom film making was just one more way to make money. Boris could just call up his favorite film colleagues to work on Thriller, and that made it a wonderful experience. Film making today is a more complicated business with so much more emphasis on the business side and on ratings. We told stories because we were passionate about them. I'm not sure that passion is the same any more.”

“I watched some Thrillers last month after my daughter first saw your website.  They are creepy even for someone who acted in them. It was such a well-done, well-made show.”

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“Thriller is such a gem that it would be wonderful if you wrote more about it.  It does not get the attention it deserves. Boris really considered it his masterpiece of so much talent in each episode.”

Joey- I laughed out loud, at your comment that Thriller was “even creepy for someone who acted in them.” I suppose it would be creepy, and I often wonder how the atmosphere of the set and the narrative might influence a performance just by the suggestion of the story and the set design! And the musical score is yet another defining element of the show. Jerry Goldsmith, Pete Rugolo and Mort Stevens’ music is so extraordinary! Moody and evocative. Jerry Goldsmith's score for The Hollow Watcher is just incredible, it added to the emotionally nuanced scenes you had as the stirring character of Meg secretly married to the conniving Sean McClory in The Hollow Watcher. I will be covering very soon, your two other fantastic appearances in Hay-Fork and Bill-Hook and The Prediction.”

Audrey- “Boris would love to know you think of him as Grandpa Boris. He had a huge heart and I do so love remembering how kind and gentle he was.  I am so grateful to have been one of the lucky few who worked with him.”

On working with Barbara Stanwyck & starring in the classic hit TITANIC (1953)

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Audrey- “My other most cherished project was Titanic. I worked with Barbara Stanwyck and Clifton Webb. Clifton was a little bit like snobbish and mostly kept to himself, but he was very funny with a sharp wit. Barbara Stanwyck was a dream "“ the ultimate pro, always prepared to act and ready to help the rest of us.”

On starring in director Delbert Mann’s Separate Tables (1958)

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Joey- “I loved your performance in Separate Tables! It's obvious you were having fun and it was a lovely and playful characterization. As well as pretty modern which I loved! Did it send Rod Taylor running back to the Time Machine because you were such a strong and confident gal"¦”

Audrey -“Another favorite role of mine was "Separate Tables" with David Niven, Burt Lancaster, Rita Hayworth and Deborah Kerr. It was such a fun little film. We rehearsed for 3 weeks and shot it in sequence, which was very unusual. Niven was a wonderful, funny man, a great raconteur. It was great to just sit quietly in a chair and listen to his wicked sense of humor. Rita was incredibly nervous during filming and was literally shaking. We all had to be quiet to help her get over it. She was such a sweet person, but I think she was having health problems by then.”

Joey- “You were wonderful in Separate Tables! The old gossips like Glady's Cooper (who –from her performance in Now Voyager, I wouldn't want to be my Grandma or mother for that matter!) I adore her as an actress though"¦ and Cathleen Nesbit they were hilarious as they watched nosily at your goings on with Rod Taylor"¦ you both brought a very nice bit of comedic lightness to the underlying sad tone of Deborah Kerr and David Niven's characters.”

Audrey“Now I might have to watch Separate Tables again.”

On ELSA LANCHESTER- 

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I did wonder if The Girls of Pleasure Island co-star Elsa Lanchester had left an impression on Audrey Dalton, a seemingly feisty character I wondered if she had experienced anything memorable acting in her first feature film along side of another of my favorite actresses.

Audrey- “I don’t remember a lot about Elsa Lanchester. When we filmed “The Girls of Pleasure Island” it was on the Paramount backlot and I remember she always had a camera with her.  She was an avid photographer and she had a wonderful sense of humor.”

On WILLIAM CASTLE and Mr. Sardonicus!

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Ronald Lewis, Audrey Dalton and Guy Rolfe in William Castle’s macabre Gothic masterpiece Mr. Sardonicus (1961)

I read William Castle's bio and it was quite a hell of a read! The stories about his childhood are wild. Like Audrey said, “he is a legend for good reason”, and Mr. Sardonicus (1961) is quite a macabre masterpiece in so many ways. Castle was considered a master of Bally-Hoo but he truly had an eye for creating weird spaces and stories. Although considered low budget, it doesn't matter to so many of us, because he left a legacy and Audrey Dalton is part of that"¦

Joey- “I imagine working with William Castle on Mr. Sardonicus, there must have been a great deal of creepy moments because of that horrific mask that Guy Rolfe wore! and Oskar Homolka and his awful leeches, horrid man"¦ (the character not the actor of course!) I hope it was as enjoyable working with William Castle as it was with Grandpa Boris. You were wonderful in the film!”

Audrey- “Bill Castle was another incredible director I was fortunate to get to work with. He’s a legend for good reason; I don’t think I have ever met someone so creative and driven about his work.  You are right that the mask that Guy wore in Mr. Sardonicus was chilling. I have not seen that film in years but I can see that image as clearly as if it were yesterday.”

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On being friends with actress BEVERLY GARLAND!

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Audrey“I noticed you wrote a bit about Beverly Garland.  She was such a dear friend of mine.  She was in Pretty Poison with Noel Black who just passed away last year.   Bev died years ago and even though she remained active in the Scarecrow and Mrs King for so long, she loved acting in “B” films the most.”

Joey- “I am a big fan of Beverly Garland! I think she was a versatile and extremely accessible actress! Just wonderful to watch. Even her outre cool 1950’s police show DECOY: Police Woman!"¦ Of course she'll always be beloved for her ‘B’ movies with Roger Corman.

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It's so wonderful to hear that you both were good friends. I'm sorry she's gone. So many wonderful people we've lost. It’s so great to know that she enjoyed being known as a "B" movie actress in addition to her other incredible body of work. I loved her in director Noel Black’s Pretty Poison (1968). I forgot that she played the psychopathic Sue Ann Stepaneck’s (Tuesday Weld’s) mom!”

Beverly Garland not only exuded a gutsy streak in every role she took, she shared the notable distinction of starring in one of Boris Karloff’s THRILLER episodes called Knock-Three-One-Two co-starring with the wonderful character actor Joe Maross who has a gambling problem and will be beaten to a pulp if he doesn’t pay his bookie. So he enlists the help of a psychopathic lady killer to murder his wife Beverly for her tightly held purse and large savings account!

On ED NELSON– Like the wonderful Audrey Dalton, Ed Nelson exudes an inner light and sort of tangible kindness.

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Joey “One very endearing thing that happened in August 2014 after Ed Nelson passed away, when I wrote a little something about the ubiquitous actor, his son wrote to me in particular to thank me for saying such nice things about his dad. It's ironic Ed worked on several of Boris Karloff’s  THRILLERs too! When he had passed on, I hoped he knew how many fans he had and could have had the opportunity to enjoy a nice tribute from me for all the work he had done.”

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Ed Nelson and Linda Watkins in The Cheaters episode of Boris Karloff’s anthology television show Thriller!

I just watched the 70s television show Police Woman with Angie Dickinson as Pepper Anderson "”Audrey Dalton starred in the episode called Shoefly.” It was so nice to see her playing the wife of actor Ed Nelson, since they both starred in several roles of Thriller! and the chemistry between them was very genuine. And I told her so, and did ask about him.

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Ed Nelson plays Lieutenant John Hess married to the loving Rose in Police Woman episode ‘Shoefly” 1974

Audrey “I did know Ed Nelson quite well, by the way. We lost touch over the years, but during the time we were first filming Killers in Paradise and then again while filming Police Woman. He was a kind man and very smart.  And he was a very busy actor.”

COMING SOON: Boris Karloff’s anthology television show THRILLER  featuring Audrey Dalton in 2 memorable & evocative episodes– HAY -FORK and BILL-HOOK  and THE PREDICTION!

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Audrey Dalton in Hay-Fork and Bill-Hook shown here with Doris Lloyd as Mother Evans. There’s witchcraft afoot in the Welsh moors.

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Audrey- “Your website brings back wonderful memories and I have enjoyed reading it so very much. It is such a treasure.”

Joey- With all my sincerest gratitude and ever lasting admiration, it’s been one of the greatest thrills of my life, speaking to you, the amazing Audrey Dalton!

Love always, Joey

 

 

 

 

 

Backstory: What ever happened to William Castle’s baby?

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Photo of the great William Castle -courtesy of Spine Tingler.

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“The film is frightening because it forces us to examine the kinds and bases of belief. We confront the idea that the Christian myth is certainly no more believable that its mirror image, and possibly less so. And beyond this, we are also forced to realize that our mode of believing in Christianity is quite different from the one with which we perceive ‘real’ things In other words, while Polanski’s film is determinedly realistic, it is at the same time a challenge to realism, locating the ordinary world of plausible social interaction within a wider and more primitive universe of magic, sorcery, and supernatural forces.”Hollywood Hex, -Makita Brottman

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Rosemary’s Baby is my favorite film. I plan on doing one of my long-winded major features on this masterpiece in its entirety but for the sake of celebrating William Castle this week, I’d like to strictly focus on his contribution to an iconic tour de force that would not have been filmed if not for him. Rosemary’s Baby premiered in June 1968.

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Roman Polanski on William Castle: “He was an excellent technician who understands filmmakers’ problems and doesn’t have the usual worries other producers have. He made a constant effort to make me happy in my work. I can’t think of a better producer.”

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After many years of William Castle slaving over B movies and programmers like The Whistler and The Crime Doctor, he found his niche in horror. He saw Henri-Georges Clouzot le Diabolique in 1955 and it lit a fire in his belly to create his own Gothic creepy storytelling that would lure the audience under its spell. Thus sung Macabre in 1958. While certainly not Diabolique, Macabre put Castle on the path toward creating engaging & frightening landscapes that would entertain millions!

That same year, thanks to his very successful House on Haunted Hill and his 12-foot plastic glow-in-the-dark skeleton deemed ‘Emergo’ that flew over theatre audiences, he was now dubbed the ‘King of Gimmicks.’ Castle went on to chill us with The TIngler in ’59, 13 Ghosts in ’60, Homicidal and Mr Sardonicus in ’61, Strait-Jacket in ’64, and I Saw What You Did in ’65 both landing Joan Crawford at the helm.

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William Castle’s Homicidal ’61starring Jean Arless (Joan Marshall)

With all the ballyhoo and commercial success, Bill was craving respect. He thought he’d find that admiration in Rosemary’s Baby, a novel by Ira Levin (A Kiss Before Dying, The Stepford Wives, Boys From Brazil) about an unassuming pretty little housewife chosen by a coven of New York City witches to be the mother of Lucifer’s only begotten son and heir.

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What is remarkable about the film is the realism. It is so careful to remain dedicated to the naturalistic tone of Levin’s novel showing us a set of ordinary characters in an apparently common world. Then they gradually become introduced to extraordinary elements of dark forces, both magic and fantasy that begin to overwhelm the narrative. We as spectators are now caught up in Rosemary’s plight and her utter sense of powerlessness. This story is less about witches and more about paranoia and the lack of control over our own bodies and destiny. However explained in supernatural terms, it’s still about losing trust with those closest to us, the people we depend on to protect us from harm. We watch as Rosemary’s world turns upside down.

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I saw Rosemary’s Baby during its theatrical release in New York in June 1968. It was billed as a double feature with The Mephisto Waltz. We won’t get into how either really enlightened or truly nutty, depending on your perspective, my mom was for taking her 6-year-old little girl to see two very intense horror pictures dealing with adult and subversive themes.

I was an extremely mature child and the film not only didn’t traumatize me, but it also opened up a world of desire for me to see as many intellectual horror stories without fear of nightmares. Although I must admit when I used to watch Robert Wise’s The Haunting in broad daylight on a Saturday afternoon, I did manage to lock the basement door and shove the large gold (the color of Archie Bunker’s favorite chair) loveseat in front of it to keep any boogeyman from coming up the basement stairs into the den when I was alone in the house.

I also just saw Rosemary’s Baby remastered on the big screen at the Film Forum a few weeks ago. I have to admit, that as soon as Christopher Komeda’s music starts playing and the bird’s eye view of the Dakota emerges on screen the electricity started flowing up my legs, this time not my usual RLS, I began weeping. Not only is Rosemary’s Baby my favorite film, but I also recognize the confluence of perfectionism in each and every scene that makes it a flawless masterpiece, from the vibrant performances to the exquisite storytelling. Every detail is magical and I don’t mean devilish, I mean artfully.

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Something else wonderful happened during the screening that day. Amidst all the other film geeks like myself, and aside from the audible pleasure the audience let out when the magnificent Ruth Gordon and Sidney Blackmer walk on the screen where we all laughed and silently cheered for their strolling entrance as the iconic quirky and eccentric devil-worshiping senior citizens. When Bill Castle did his Hitchcock walk on by the phone booth, I realized that it wasn’t only me smacking my partner Wendy’s knee with childhood excitement, “There’s Bill, there he is!!! We both chuckled with glee to see his wide warming grin. Suddenly we heard others in the crowd stirring and murmuring “there he is, that’s Bill Castle!!!” Amidst all the appurtenances Rosemary’s Baby has to offer, so many of us fans were thrilled to catch sight of Mr.Castle with his fat cigar standing by the phone booth. We were collectively excited to see the man who had entertained us all these years. It was heartwarming. I did tear up.

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I recognize Roman Polanski as the auteur that he is, but that is not what I want to dwell on here. I want to stress that Rosemary’s Baby would not have been made if it weren’t for William Castle and his perseverance, passion, and eye for intellectual property. William Castle acknowledged that The Lady From Shanghai was a work of art because of Orson Welles‘ direction, however, it was Castle who first discovered and purchased the rights to If I Should Die Before I Wake, only to have Orson Welles turn around and pitch it to Harry Cohn as his own idea.

It was Rosemary’s Baby that Bill chose to elevate his status from B movie maker to respected filmmaker in a very fickle industry. Let’s pay tribute to one certain fact: Rosemary’s Baby would not be the film it is after 45 years without William Castle’s imprint on it.

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Bill’s memoirs Step Right Up, I’m Gonna Scare the Pants Off America (which is a fantastic read for any enthusiast about the golden age of Hollywood and just a darn good bit of storytelling) describes how William Castle’s literary agent Marvin Birdt, the person who found the script and insisted Bill read the galleys immediately. Castle looked at the title and dismissed it saying “It’s probably some story about an unwed mother… cheap exploitation. Who the hell wants to make a picture like that?” 

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Bill Castle thought the film just wasn’t for him at that point. It was 1968 and the film industry wasn’t really embracing horror films anymore. He was so overwhelmed with the lousy books and manuscripts that were piling up that he just couldn’t fathom wasting any time with yet another piece of junk. But, it took him all of three hours to finish the story, as he said, ‘bathed in sweat and shaking.’ Castle saw the magnitude of Ira Levin’s story when it was still in unpublished manuscript form: “I made up my mind when I read the novel Rosemary’s Baby that it was the greatest novel that would translate into a screenplay that I had ever read. That just lent itself to a brilliant movie. And I loved the property and I brought the property because I wanted to prove to the industry and my fellow peers that I could do something really brilliant.” (Step Right Up, 2010) He told Ellen, his wife, that it was one of the most powerful books he’d ever read, and that it would be an incredible picture to make. When Ellen finished reading it, she told him “It’s disturbing… frightening and brilliant.”(SRU, 2010) But Ellen also warned that he’d have trouble with the Church.

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William Castle and the love of his life, his beautiful wife Ellen courtesy of Spine Tingler.

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Castle’s agent Birdt tormented him about other studios and directors interested in the story and making offers. Later, Castle found out that the book had actually been offered to Alfred Hitchcock first. One wonders what it might have looked like if Hitch had been behind the camera, storyboarding Levin’s work.

Bill Castle was worried that he was going to lose the picture, but where was he going to get the quarter of a million Birdt demanded to finance the rights to the film? He asked Birdt to offer one hundred thousand dollars upfront and then fifty thousand if the book became a bestseller with five percent of one hundred percent of the net profits. His agent wasn’t very encouraged that they’d accept the offer. The waiting to hear back was excruciating, but Castle did get the rights to Rosemary’s Baby. Now he had to come up with the money!

In Step Right Up, Bill describes how Robert Evans, in charge of Paramount Pictures, called to check in, not sure William Castle could handle such a serious motion picture. But, Charles Bluhdorn, owner of Paramount, wanted to meet with Castle personally to discuss the picture, saying “I have big plans for Paramount, and they include you.” Castle found Bluhdorn’s persona magnetic. He told him that Bob Evens had informed him about Castle’ obtaining Rosemary’s Baby.“Would you like to make the picture for us?” Of course, Castle told him, yes.

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“Your services as producer, how much would you want?” Bill Castle corrected Bluhdorn by adding the word ‘director’… trying to avoid negotiating with this man without his lawyer. Bluhdorn wasn’t having any of that. He told Castle that he would not negotiate with lawyers on the making of Rosemary’s Baby. It’s either between Castle and him, or Donnenfeld and Castle’s attorney. Castle decided he had the ego to take on this financial genius and told him he’d negotiate with him directly. But first, Bill asked him if he had read the story. Bluhdorn had not. Bill thought that worked to his advantage as the story was intensely disturbing so the less Bluhdorn knew about the story the better.

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Robert Evans and Roman Polanski

When Bill Castle finally blurted out that he’d want to produce and direct, Bluhdorn laughed at him and called him a ‘big ridiculous clown.’ He tried to offer Bill only one hundred fifty thousand for the film plus thirty percent of the profits. Bill told him no way. It was a hard bargaining session. Bluhdorn didn’t know what he was dealing for and Bill did, Bluhdorn was also dropping the phony niceties and getting close to bowing out of any deal. “If I walk through that door, Rosemary’s Baby is finished at Paramount. No one -and I mean no one- will renegotiate!” Castle finally composed his inner panic and came back at the austere blowhard with an offer of two hundred fifty thousand and fifty percent of the profits. It was a deal. (Step Right Up, 2010) 

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Bill Castle courtesy of Spine Tingler.

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Bill’s daughter, Terry Castle remembers, “He had to do whatever he could and it was his time. Mom and Dad mortgaged the house and they bought the rights for a substantial amount of money.” (Spine Tingler: The William Castle Story)

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Bill’s wonderful daughter Terry Castle founder of Dark Castle Entertainment

With that he asked Castle’s age and if he’d heard of director Roman Polanski, or seen any of his pictures. Castle had seen Repulsion and Knife in the Water. Bluhdorn sang Polanski’s praises calling him a genius. He impressed upon Castle that with the director’s youth and Castle’s experience as a producer, they could both learn from each other. Bill Castle started to find his fire, “Look Mr. Bluhdorn, the reason I bought Rosemary’s Baby with my own money was to direct the film… It’s going to be an important motion picture and I’m not going to miss the opportunity of directing.” (Step Right Up, 2010)

Bluhdorn told him that Polanski directs Rosemary’s Baby or no deal, and asked Bill to at least meet the young director. Castle says “I had made up my mind to hate him on sight"¦ and that he wasn’t going to direct the picture I said absolutely no way. I bought the picture, I bought the book. I own it, I’m going to direct it..{…} I worked all my life to get something worthwhile on the screen and so at first sight I hated him.” He’d sent Polanski the galleys to read and if after meeting him he decides he doesn’t want him directing the movie then fine. Bill Castle says in his memoirs that while Bluhdorn was a tough negotiator he was at least an honorable and fair man whose handshake was better than a written contract.

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Castle and Polanski courtesy of Spine Tingler

In Step Right Up, 2010 Castle describes his first impression of Roman Polanski was that he was a little cocky vain narcissist who liked to look at himself in the mirror a lot. Bill asked if he liked the story, “I like it very much… It will make a great picture.” Polanski spoke in his Polish accent. “You would like to direct Rosemary?” Bill asked. “That’s why I’m here. Nobody will be able to direct it as well as Roman Polanski.” And Bill Castle’ felt that Ira Levin’s book was perfect for the screen, needing absolutely no changes whatsoever in adapting it. This was something he felt passionately about. He posed the question to Polanski. “The book is perfect… no changes must be made,” Bill says that Polanski was so intense about this that it was quite jarring. “It’s one of the few books I have read that must be translated faithfully to the cinema.” (Step Right Up, 2010)

And having read Levin’s book, I can tell you that reading each line of every page is exactly like watching the story unfold on screen. It is the most faithful adaptation I’ve ever read, more like reading the script after the fact.

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Then Castle posed a trick question to Polanski to see what his vision was for filming the narrative, suggesting to him that the camera should not only move around a lot but use strange shots to tell the story. Polanski was empowered by his convictions and told Bill, “No, I don’t Mr. Castle. Actors tell a story… like peeping through the keyhole of life. I do not like crazy tricks with the camera… must be honest.” That was exactly how Bill Castle saw the film being made. When Polanski told Bill to start calling him Roman, Bill couldn’t help but start to like this man who truly did share a special vision for a very special story. Polanski went on to tell him, “Bill, we can make a wonderful picture together. I have been looking for a long time for a Rosemary’s Baby. To work with you would be my privilege.” (Step Right Up, 2010)

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Terry Castle, Bill’s daughter, remembers: “Polanski came over to the house and he was this young wild guy, just this incredibly wily dynamic man with this very thick accent talking about cameras and light he was just incredibly dynamic himself and my dad totally got him. He wanted to get Rosemary’s Baby made and he wanted to produce it"¦ and yet he wanted to direct it. But I think once he met Roman Polanski I think he understood he could bring something incredibly special to the project. And I think it was okay for Dad to give that up to him because I think he saw the brilliance in this man. […] Even though he wasn’t going to be directing it at least his name was going to be on it as a William Castle production and he was making for the first time in his life an important studio film.” (Spine Tingler: The William Castle Story)

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Left tor right, William Castle, Mia Farrow, and Robert Evans during the production of ROSEMARY'S BABY, 1968.

Bill with Mia and John on the set of Rosemary's Baby

The last thing Bill Castle needed to know was who he’d pick to write the screenplay and why. Polanski told Bill he would do it himself because he would stick strictly to the book. They spent the rest of the time discussing the film, Bill finding Polanski brilliant and extremely open. He immediately called Bluhdorn and told him that he was right Polanski was the only one who could direct Rosemary’s Baby. Bill Castle had the wisdom and grace to understand that Polanski would make a great film, but to be fair to Bill Castle. it’s also only after his careful facilitation and thoughtful know-how that helped bring Ira Levin’s story to life.

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Polanski and Farrow and Cassavetes in hall color

Polanski kept his word, he wrote the screenplay and adhered strictly to the book as promised. Polanski asked Bill to help him find a house by the beach to work and that he’d send his fiance over to help him look for one. On a Sunday morning, Sharon Tate was standing at Bill Castle’s door. They found the perfect beach house for the couple, owned by Brian Aherne who was in Europe.

Polanski wanted to use Richard Sylbert to do the set design for the film. Sylbert had just finished working on Mike Nichols’ The Graduate. Roman Polanski thought his work was brilliant. Polanski suggested Tuesday Weld in the lead as Rosemary. Bill agreed that she was a fine actress but said, “I think the role was written for Mia Farrow” Polanski watched her in several episodes of Peyton Place and didn’t agree. He thought Tuesday Weld would be better. Jane Fonda, Julie Christie, Elizabeth Hartman, and Joanna Pettet were also considered for the part. Evans asked about the casting of Rosemary, and they both gave their choices. Evans told them that he didn’t think Mia Farrow was available because she was working with George Cukor, he’d check with Zanuck at Fox and in the meantime try and get a reading with Weld.

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Tuesday Weld

Now the buzz was all over Hollywood and every actress in town felt they would be just perfect for the lead role, but Polanski was still stubborn about Tuesday Weld. When Zanuck called Bill and told him the Cukor picture fell through, and Mia was available. Bill set up a meeting with Mia and Polanski over lunch and Polanski wound up being completely mesmerized by her. He finally agreed she would play Rosemary. The rest is history.

Roman Polanski actually developed a wonderful working relationship with Mia Farrow on the set. She didn’t bring any preconceived motivations to her role as Rosemary Woodhouse. Supposedly he had some difficulties with Catherine Deneuve on the set of Repulsion, but he found Mia very amenable to work with. Mia followed Polanski’s directions very well, which might explain some of her childlike and innocent air in her performance of the blithe and charming Rosemary.

Continue reading “Backstory: What ever happened to William Castle’s baby?”

Step Right Up! It’s The William Castle Blogathon: The Last Gasp!!!

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No ballyhoo, gimmickry, shenanigans, hucksters or PT Barnum Hoopla– just one huge wave of gratitude washing over us as we conclude this incredible week. There have been a lot of words to sum up William Castle’s legacy here but somehow I’m speechless and humbled by all the amazing efforts, dedication, witty nuggets of facts hidden deep deep within the back story of the thing, all the heartwarming camaraderie, sense of community, mutual admiration, fair play, unique approach and prolific vision that each of you brought to the event just sort of blows my mind.

When I first dreamt up this blogathon honoring Mr. Castle, I never imagined in my wildest fancies that it could be this spectacular! And that’s because of all of you…

It just makes me feel such satisfaction to see how much of yourselves you put into each feature. How humorous, informative and unique you approached your version of Castle’s style and body of work. All I can seem to say is THANK YOU Goregirl ( I couldn’t have done this without you my brilliant & cheeky friend) and THANK YOU all… I am delighted and honored and really really proud that everyone had such a grand time… With tremendous gratitude your MonsterGirl- Joey

JUST A REMINDER THAT WE’RE EVER GRATEFUL TO DAVID ARRATE AND WENDY CHRISTENSEN FOR FOR THEIR INCREDIBLE BANNERS WHICH MADE THIS WHOLE SHINDIG A SMASHING SUCCESS

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This is the last gasp of air we’ll all be able to settle down from the week’s excitement! No more buzzers under your seats, or skeletons in the cellar. No more Ballyhoo and Fanfare… at least until the next time… You’ve all been so swell, I feel all tingly inside… uh oh. Nah it’s just the warm glow of appreciation to so many wonderful and brilliant bloggers who turned out to help Terri and I celebrate the greatest showman of em all… I hope you all had fun. I know we did. And please, keep William Castle in your hearts and every once in a while dust off one of his fabulous motion pictures and make a night of it with the entire family. He lived to entertain you, I hope we did the same…

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Today-the last day: Goregirl features: Vinnie from Tales of the Easily Distracted, Jenna Berry of Classic Movie Night, Sam at Wonders in the Dark, Kristen from Journeys in Classic Film,Toby Roan from 50 Westerns from the 50s &

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Here at The Last Drive In I’ll be featuring the fabulous Dorian from Tales of the Easily Distracted – with a zany romp: The Spirit is Willing (1967)

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Fritzi (Gwen) from Movies Silently  is going to wow us (silently from the projection booth of course) with, After the Silents: Chills! Thrills! William Castle Special!

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Then Jeff Kuykendall of Midnight Only  is going to be all creepy crawly with his feature on Bug (1975)

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David Arrate of My Kind of Story "“is going to dazzle us with Its a Small World Malcolm Shanks’

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Classic Film and TV Cafe  A William Castle Double Feature: The Tingler and Mr. Sardonicus- An Undertaker Is Standing By In Case You Die Of Fright!

Misty of Cinema Schminema  is going to thrill us with Project X (1968)

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and finally The Nitrate Diva -is getting all mysterious noir on us with Castle’s Betrayed aka When Strangers Marry (1944)

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Lindsey at The Motion Pictures wants to show appreciation for some of her fellow bloggers with ‘recommended reading’

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A little something for your Nightmare’s from The Phantom Erik  Episode 048: The Tingler (1959 Podcast

With Love to you Mr. William Castle-From all of us and your ever lovin’ MonsterGirl- Joey! Good Night-

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And the Spine-Tinglers Are:

Monday, July 29th:

Aurora at Once upon a screen… The Night Walker (’64)

Rich at Wide Screen World: Top 5 William Castle Gimmicks

Le at Critica Retro: Texas, Brooklyn and Heaven (’48) ‘Live Dreaming’

Furious Cinema: William Castle: Mad as Hell Movie Showman

Lindsey at The Motion Pictures: Favorite Things About… House on Haunted Hill

Forgotten Films: Macabre (’58)

Barry at Cinematic Catharsis: 13 Ghosts (’60)

Joey at The Last Drive In: House on Haunted Hill (’59) ‘Only the ghosts in this house are glad we’re here’

Goregirl’s Dungeon: Fun with GIFS: The William Castle Edition

Tuesday, July 30th:

David Arrate of My Kind of Story  It's a Small World (1950) ‘Image Gallery’

The Last Drive In William Castle’s Villains & Victims! Scream-O Vision…

Ivan of Thrilling Days of Yesteryear & Radio Spirits: The Whistler, Mark of the Whistler, Voice of The Whistler

Heather Drain at Mondo Heather: 13 Frightened Girls! (1963) & Hullabaloo & Horror: A Tribute to William Castle

Lindsey at The Motion Pictures: Matinee (1993) A Cinematic Love Letter to the films of William Castle

Karen at Shadows and Satin: Mysterious Intruder (1946)

Kristina at Speakeasy: The Houston Story (1956)

Ray at Weird Flix: Slaves of Babylon (1953)

The Metzinger Sisters at Silver Scenes: Busy Bodies: Promoting Castle’s Camp” & The Films of William Castle!

Ivan G. Shreve at Thrilling Days of Yesteryear: The Chance of a Lifetime (1943) {Boston Blackie}

Goregirl's Dungeon:The Women of Castle

Wednesday, July 31st:

Brian Schuck at Films From Beyond The Time Barrier:Strait-Jacket (1964) ‘Mommie Dearest please put down that axe!”

Joey that’s me at The Last Drive In: Johnny Stool Pigeon (1949)

Rob Silvera at The Midnight Monster Show: Double feature Homicidal (1961) & House on Haunted Hill (1959)

Lindsey at The Motion Pictures: Macabre (1958)

Goregirl’s Duneon Goregirl’s Dungeon on YouTube: Alex North & Vic Mizzy

Thursday, August 1st:

Steve Habrat at Anti Film School: Mr Sardonicus (1961)

Classic Movie Hub: The Busy Body (1967)

John LarRue at The Droid You’re Looking For: William Castle Gimmick Infographic

Paul Lambertson at Lasso the Movies: The Tingler (1959)

Goregirl's Dungeon: Favourite Five Series: William Castle

David Arrate at My Kind of Story/Images Masterson of Kansas (1954)

Lindsey at The Motion Pictures: Tribute to “The King of the Corn” William Castle

Scenes From The Morgue: Showcase of newspaper ads for William Castle films

Stacia at She Blogged By Night: Let’s Kill Uncle (1966)

Ruth- R.A Kerr at Silver Screenings: The Old Dark House (1963)

Ivan G. Shreve at Thrilling Days of Yesteryear: I Saw What You Did (1965)

Ray at Weird Flix: The Saracen Blade (1954)

Friday, August 2nd:

Toby Roan at 50 Westerns: The Law vs Billy the Kid (1954)

Misty Layne at Cinema Schminema: Project X (1968)

Jenna Berry at Classic Movie Night: Ghost Story/Circle of Fear

Classic Film and TV Cafe A William Castle Double Feature: The Tingler and Mr. Sardonicus- An Undertaker Is Standing By In Case You Die Of Fright!

Kristen at Journeys in ClassicFilm: Spine-Tingler: The William Castle Story

Joey at The Last Drive In: Back Story: What Ever Happened to William Castle’s Baby? (Rosemary’s Baby)

Jeff Kuykendall at Midnight Only: Bug (1975)

LIndsey The Motion Pictures: ‘Recommended Reading-William Caslte Blogathon’

Gwen Kramer at Movies Silently: After the Silents: Chills! Thrills! William Castle Special!

David Arrate at My Kind of Story-Images: ‘It’s a small world Malcolm Shanks part one’

The Nitrate Diva: Betrayed aka When Strangers Marry (1944)

Dorian Tenore Bartilucci at Tales of the Easily Distracted: The Spirit is Willing (1967) William Castle in Duo-Vision! The Spirit is Willing and ZOTZ!

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Sam at Wonders in the Dark: Krzysztof Komeda’s Score, Rosemary’s Baby (1968)

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Step Right Up! It’s The William Castle Blogathon: Day Four!

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This has been a killer Blog-O so far. I am so thrilled to my ever lovin’ bones to all of you who have participated in this memorable celebration. And a truly grateful heartfelt thanks to my partner in crime Goregirl. This amazing event would not have been possible without her imagination, determination and sense of fair play. She’s a class act and I owe her a debt, which in her case might be my left kidney, a life time supply of Fireball Whiskey or a date with Tom Savini. I think I could swing the booze.

So… This is day 4 and we’ve got lots more thrills and chills in store for all of you guests and ghouls, gangsters and gun molls, and generally just a great gang of git alongs. Today I am as glowing as a PERCEPTO skeleton flying over a rowdy audience of teenagers- And I know that Bill Castle would be so proud to see how many fantastic writers and film buffs have turned out to pay tribute to his legacy!

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AND SAY… DON’T WAIT TOO LONG TO DIVE INTO ANY OF THESE INCREDIBLY THRILLING FEATURES OR YOU MAY JUST WIND UP LIKE THIS POOR FELLA!

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Mr. Sardonicus’ dear old dad

AND IF YOU’RE READING AT NIGHT MAKE SURE TO USE A LIGHT… YOU DON’T WANT TO RUIN YOUR EYES!

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Today I’m pleased to feature -Ruth at Silver Screenings with her spot on navigation of The Old Dark House 1963.

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I’m so excited I didn’t scare the ‘you know what’ out of Classic Movie Hub who’s is bringing us The Busy Body (1967)

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Paul at Lasso the Movies is going to tackle The Tingler (1959) Let’s hope he screams loud enough!

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FIRST: Watch this warning from William Castle just so you know what you’re getting into!

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POOR JUDITH EVELYN-IT NEVER FAILS-SHE’S ALWAYS GETTING THE BEJESUS SCARED OUT HER!!!!

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Lindsey at The Motion Pictures -is going to pay Tribute to ‘The King of the Corn’ William Castle

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Ray at Weird Flix -is offering us another spectacle with The Saracen Blade (1954)

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Then… Goregirl's Dungeon is going to thrill us with her –Favourite Five Series: William Castle

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So… When you’re ready, just grab your pants (the one’s we’ve already scared off ya’ll ) and head over to Goregirl’s Dungeon as she features:

David Arrate of My Kind of Story, Ivan from Thrilling Days of Yesteryear, Stacia from She Blogged by Night, Steve of Anti-Film School, John from The Droid You're Looking For & Scenes from the Morgue

And the Spine-Tinglers Are:

Monday, July 29th:

Aurora at Once upon a screen... The Night Walker (’64)

Rich at Wide Screen World: Top 5 William Castle Gimmicks

Le at Critica Retro: Texas, Brooklyn and Heaven (’48) ‘Live Dreaming’

Furious Cinema: William Castle: Mad as Hell Movie Showman

Lindsey at The Motion Pictures: Favorite Things About… House on Haunted Hill

Forgotten Films: Macabre (’58)

Barry at Cinematic Catharsis: 13 Ghosts (’60)

Joey at The Last Drive In: House on Haunted Hill (’59) ‘Only the ghosts in this house are glad we’re here’

Goregirl’s Dungeon: Fun with GIFS: The William Castle Edition

Tuesday, July 30th:

David Arrate of My Kind of Story  It's a Small World (1950) ‘Image Gallery’

The Last Drive InWilliam Castle’s Villains & Victims! Scream-O Vision…

Ivan of Thrilling Days of Yesteryear & Radio Spirits: The Whistler, Mark of the Whistler, Voice of The Whistler

Heather Drain at Mondo Heather: 13 Frightened Girls! (1963) & Hullabaloo & Horror: A Tribute to William Castle

Lindsey at The Motion Pictures: Matinee (1993) A Cinematic Love Letter to the films of William Castle

Karen at Shadows and Satin: Mysterious Intruder (1946)

Kristina at Speakeasy: The Houston Story (1956)

Ray at Weird Flix: Slaves of Babylon (1953)

The Metzinger Sisters at Silver Scenes: Busy Bodies: Promoting Castle’s Camp” & The Films of William Castle!

Ivan G. Shreve at Thrilling Days of Yesteryear: The Chance of a Lifetime (1943) {Boston Blackie}

Goregirl's Dungeon:The Women of Castle

Wednesday, July 31st:

Brian Schuck at Films From Beyond The Time Barrier:Strait-Jacket (1964) ‘Mommie Dearest please put down that axe!”

Joey that’s me at The Last Drive In: Johnny Stool Pigeon (1949)

Rob Silvera at The Midnight Monster Show: Double feature Homicidal (1961) & House on Haunted Hill (1959)

Lindsey at The Motion Pictures: Macabre (1958)

Goregirl’s Duneon Goregirl’s Dungeon on YouTube: Alex North & Vic Mizzy

Thursday, August 1st:

Steve Habrat at Anti Film School: Mr Sardonicus (1961)

Classic Movie Hub: The Busy Body (1967)

John LarRue at The Droid You’re Looking For: William Castle Gimmick Infographic

Paul Lambertson at Lasso the Movies: The Tingler (1959)

Goregirl's Dungeon: Favourite Five Series: William Castle

David Arrate at My Kind of Story/Images  Masterson of Kansas (1954)

Lindsey at The Motion Pictures: Tribute to “The King of the Corn” William Castle

Scenes From The Morgue: Showcase of newspaper ads for William Castle films

Stacia at She Blogged By Night: Let’s Kill Uncle (1966)

Ruth- R.A Kerr at Silver Screenings: The Old Dark House (1963)

Ivan G. Shreve at Thrilling Days of Yesteryear: I Saw What You Did (1965)

Ray at Weird Flix: The Saracen Blade (1954)

Friday, August 2nd:

Toby Roan at 50 Westerns: The Law vs Billy the Kid (1954)

Misty Layne at Cinema Schminema: Project X (1968)

Jenna Berry at Classic Movie Night: Ghost Story/Circle of Fear

Kristen at Journeys in Classic Film: Spine-Tingler: The William Castle Story

Joey at The Last Drive In: Back Story: What Ever Happened to William Castle’s Baby? (Rosemary’s Baby)

Jeff Kuykendall at Midnight Only: Bug (1975)

Gwen Kramer at Movies Silently: After the Silents: Chills! Thrills! William Castle Special!

David Arrate at My Kind of Story-Images: Shanks (1974) & Masterson of Kansas (1954)

The Nitrate Diva: When Strangers Marry (1944)

Dorian Tenore Bartilucci at Tales of the Easily Distracted: The Spirit is Willing (1967)

Vinnie Bartilucci at Tales of the Easily Distracted:Zotz! (1962)

Sam at Wonders in the Dark: Christopher Komeda’s Score, Rosemary’s Baby (1968)

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Step Right Up! It’s The William Castle Blogathon: Day Three!

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We’re so thrilled to see you again. Even this guy is filled with exuberance can’t you tell!

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It’s now three days since we’ve all got caught up in the ballyhoo, gimmickry, thrills and chills of the wonderful man that is William Castle! Today- I’m pleased (as Ruth at the house on haunted hill would say) as ‘Scotch and…’ to offer you these fabulous bloggers for your consideration…

So stay where you are… don’t go anywhere just yet

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Lindsey at The Motion Pictures is going to get all Macabre (1958) on us also…

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With great anticipation being a musician myself, I offer you Goregirl’s Dungeon on YouTube: Alex North & Vic Mizzy

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So–bring a knife, a strait-jacket and a gun over to Terri’s place at GOREGIRL’S DUNGEON where she’ll be hosting these fine folks!

Rob Silvera of The Midnight Monster Show, Brian Schuck of Films From Beyond the Time Barrier

And… me MonsterGirl- but I aint no Stool Pigeon…

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Goregirl’s just letting me talk about William Castle’s Johnny Stool Pigeon 1949 – so show up or we’ll send The Tingler after you… or worse even…!

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And the Spine-Tinglers Are:

Monday, July 29th:

Aurora at Once upon a screen… The Night Walker (’64)

Rich at Wide Screen World: Top 5 William Castle Gimmicks

Le at Critica Retro: Texas, Brooklyn and Heaven (’48) ‘Live Dreaming’

Furious Cinema: William Castle: Mad as Hell Movie Showman

Lindsey at The Motion Pictures: Favorite Things About… House on Haunted Hill

Forgotten Films: Macabre (’58)

Barry at Cinematic Catharsis: 13 Ghosts (’60)

Joey at The Last Drive In: House on Haunted Hill (’59) ‘Only the ghosts in this house are glad we’re here’

Goregirl’s Dungeon: Fun with GIFS: The William Castle Edition

Tuesday, July 30th:

David Arrate of My Kind of Story  It's a Small World (1950) ‘Image Gallery’

The Last Drive InWilliam Castle’s Villains & Victims! Scream-O Vision…

Ivan of Thrilling Days of Yesteryear) & Radio Spirits: The Whistler, Mark of the Whistler, Voice of The Whistler

Heather Drain at Mondo Heather: 13 Frightened Girls! (1963) & Hullabaloo & Horror: A Tribute to William Castle

Lindsey at The Motion Pictures: Matinee (1993) A Cinematic Love Letter to the films of William Castle

Karen at Shadows and Satin: Mysterious Intruder (1946)

Kristina at Speakeasy: The Houston Story (1956)

Ray at Weird Flix: Slaves of Babylon (1953)

The Metzinger Sisters at Silver Scenes: Busy Bodies: Promoting Castle’s Camp” & The Films of William Castle!

Ivan G. Shreve at Thrilling Days of Yesteryear: The Chance of a Lifetime (1943) {Boston Blackie}

Goregirl's Dungeon:The Women of Castle

Wednesday, July 31st:

Brian Schuck at Films From Beyond The Time Barrier:Strait-Jacket (1964) ‘Mommie Dearest please put down that axe!”

Joey that’s me at The Last Drive In: Johnny Stool Pigeon (1949)

Rob Silvera at The Midnight Monster Show: Double feature Homicidal (1961) & House on Haunted Hill (1959)

Lindsey at The Motion Pictures: Macabre (1958)

Goregirl’s Duneon Goregirl’s Dungeon on YouTube: Alex North & Vic Mizzy

Thursday, August 1st:

Steve Habrat at Anti Film School: Mr Sardonicus (1961)

Classic Movie Hub: The Busy Body (1967)

John LarRue at The Droid You’re Looking For: William Castle Gimmick Infographic

Paul Lambertson at Lasso the Movies: The Tingler (1959)

Goregirl's Dungeon: Favourite Five Series: William Castle

Lindsey at The Motion Pictures:Tribute

Scenes From The Morgue:Showcase of newspaper ads for William Castle films

Stacia at She Blogged By Night: Let’s Kill Uncle (1966)

Ruth- R.A Kerr at Silver Screenings: The Old Dark House (1963)

Ivan G. Shreve at Thrilling Days of Yesteryear: I Saw What You Did (1965)

Ray at Weird Flix: The Saracen Blade (1954)

Friday, August 2nd:

Toby Roan at 50 Westerns: The Law vs Billy the Kid (1954)

Misty Layne at Cinema Schminema: Project X (1968)

Jenna Berry at Classic Movie Night: Ghost Story/Circle of Fear

Kristen at Journeys in Classic Film: Spine-Tingler: The William Castle Story

Joey at The Last Drive In: Back Story: What Ever Happened to William Castle’s Baby? (Rosemary’s Baby)

Jeff Kuykendall at Midnight Only: Bug (1975)

Gwen Kramer at Movies Silently: After the Silents: Chills! Thrills! William Castle Special!

David Arrate at My Kind of Story-Images: Shanks (1974) & Masterson of Kansas (1954)

The Nitrate Diva: When Strangers Marry (1944)

Dorian Tenore Bartilucci at Tales of the Easily Distracted: The Spirit is Willing (1967)

Vinnie Bartilucci at Tales of the Easily Distracted:Zotz! (1962)

Sam at Wonders in the Dark: Christopher Komeda’s Score, Rosemary’s Baby (1968)

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Step Right Up! It’s The William Castle Blogathon: Day Two!

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Today is going to be a humdinger with some offbeat features to tantalize and titillate and make you whistle!

Goregirl’s Dungeon will be hosting Kristina at Speakeasy, The Metzinger Sisters of Silver Scenes & Heather Drain (Mondo Heather)

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I felt inspired here at The Last Drive In by all the ballyhoo and pageantry to do a ‘William Castle’s Villains & Victims! Scream-O Vision...’

David Arrate from My Kind of Story is sharing a particularly special little feature called It's a Small World (1950) ‘Image Gallery’ I dare you not to fall head over heals for Harry Musk!

Ivan of Thrilling Days of Yesteryear & Radio Spirits: is whistling at us with his fabulous series:

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The Whistler (1944)

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I’ll also be featuring Ray at Weird Flix -as he mesmerizes us with the Slaves of Babylon (1953)"¨

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Lindsey at The Motion Pictures -brings us an interesting take on the film Matinee (1993) A Cinematic Love Letter to the films of William Castle

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Ivan’s got more over at Thrilling Days of Yesteryear The Chance of a Lifetime (1943)

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Karen at Shadows and Satin, our wonderful Dark Pages gal will titillate us with –Mysterious Intruder (1946)"¨

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And my partner in crime at Goregirl's Dungeon -is bringing us a fabulous bevvy of–The Women of Castle’ so head over there and ogle those beauties!

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And the Spine-Tinglers Are:

Monday, July 29th:

Aurora at Once upon a screen…: The Night Walker (’64)

Rich at Wide Screen World: Top 5 William Castle Gimmicks

Le at Critica Retro: Texas, Brooklyn and Heaven (’48) ‘Live Dreaming’

Furious Cinemas: William Castle: Mad as Hell Movie Showman

Lindsey at The Motion Pictures: Favorite Things About… House on Haunted Hill

Forgotten Films: Macabre (’58)

Barry at Cinematic Catharsis: 13 Ghosts (’60)

Joey at The Last Drive In: House on Haunted Hill (’59) ‘Only the ghosts in this house are glad we’re here’

Goregirl’s Dungeon: Fun with GIFS: The William Castle Edition

Tuesday, July 30th:

David Arrate of My Kind of Story  It's a Small World (1950) ‘Image Gallery’

The Last Drive InWilliam Castle’s Villains & Victims! Scream-O Vision…

Ivan of Thrilling Days of Yesteryear) & Radio Spirits: The Whistler, Mark of the Whistler, Voice of The Whistler

Heather Drain at Mondo Heather: 13 Frightened Girls! (1963) & Hullabaloo & Horror: A Tribute to William Castle

Lindsey at The Motion Pictures: Matinee (1993) A Cinematic Love Letter to the films of William Castle

Karen at Shadows and Satin: Mysterious Intruder (1946)

Kristina at Speakeasy: The Houston Story (1956)

Ray at Weird Flix: Slaves of Babylon (1953)

The Metzinger Sisters at Silver Scenes: Busy Bodies: Promoting Castle’s Camp” & The Films of William Castle!

Ivan G. Shreve at Thrilling Days of Yesteryear: The Chance of a Lifetime (1943) {Boston Blackie}

Goregirl's Dungeon: The Women of Castle

Wednesday, July 31st:

Brian Schuck at Films From Beyond The Time Barrier:Strait-Jacket (1964)

Joey at The Last Drive In: Johnny Stool Pigeon (1949)

Rob Silvera at The Midnight Monster Show: Double feature Homicidal (1961) & House on Haunted Hill (1959)

Lindsey at The Motion Pictures: Macabre (1958)

David Arrate My Kind of Story-Images: It’s a Small World (1950)

Goregirl's Dungeon: Goregirl's Dungeon on YouTube: Alex North & Vic Mizzy

Thursday, August 1st:

Steve Habrat at Anti Film School: Mr Sardonicus (1961)

Classic Movie Hub: The Busy Body (1967)

John LarRue at The Droid You’re Looking For: William Castle Gimmick Infographic

Paul Lambertson at Lasso the Movies: The Tingler (1959)

Goregirl's Dungeon: Favourite Five Series: William Castle

Lindsey at The Motion Pictures:Tribute

Scenes From The Morgue:Showcase of newspaper ads for William Castle films

Stacia at She Blogged By Night: Let’s Kill Uncle (1966)

Ruth- R.A Kerr at Silver Screenings: The Old Dark House (1963)

Ivan G. Shreve at Thrilling Days of Yesteryear: I Saw What You Did (1965)

Ray at Weird Flix: The Saracen Blade (1954)

Friday, August 2nd:

Toby Roan at 50 Westerns: The Law vs Billy the Kid (1954)

Misty Layne at Cinema Schminema: Project X (1968)

Jenna Berry at Classic Movie Night: Ghost Story/Circle of Fear

Kristen atJourneys in Classic Film: Spine-Tingler: The William Castle Story

Joey at The Last Drive In: Back Story: What Ever Happened to William Castle’s Baby? (Rosemary’s Baby)

Jeff Kuykendall at Midnight Only: Bug (1975)

Gwen Kramer at Movies Silently: After the Silents: Chills! Thrills! William Castle Special!

David Arrate at My Kind of Story-Images: Shanks (1974) & Masterson of Kansas (1954)

The Nitrate Diva: When Strangers Marry (1944)

Dorian Tenore Bartilucci at Tales of the Easily Distracted: The Spirit is Willing (1967)

Vinnie Bartilucci at Tales of the Easily Distracted:Zotz! (1962)

Sam at Wonders in the Dark: Christopher Komeda’s Score, Rosemary’s Baby (1968)

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