Tales
from the Crypt (1972)
Long before the cable TV anthology series, there was
this little film of short chillers called "Tales from
the Crypt." What we have here is 5 vignettes based on
old horror comic book stories (Bill Gaines' E.C. comics
to be exact) woven together by a silly plot device that
works only because it is kept to a minimum. 5 tourist,
who get lost in the underground catacombs of what appears
to be a crypt. The adventurers then get trapped in a
room with the "Crypt Keeper" (Sir Ralph Richardson).
The hooded figure stops only long enough to implant
stories in their mind, which we see in their full glory
on screen, before offering up a silly twist ending that
would have had Rod Serling spinning in his grave - had
he been dead in 1972.
After the short into, the first vignette ("And All
Through the House") is offered up starring Joan Collins.
The now-famous "bitch" must have been only slightly
known then. Still, she has one of her finest roles here
in what is the best tale of the lot. Set at Christmastime,
director Freddie Francis has a wonderful time juxtaposing
the bright red color of blood against the holiday setting
and the crisp white interior of an upwardly mobile family
living room. There are actually moments here that make
one gasp. This is about the only time we are ever truly
shocked. The best part is that it seems like a comic
book story come to life on screen. This is when the
device works best because the colors and the plot heighten
the shock of the ending.
We pause for only a second with the Crypt Keeper before
the second story begins. Although it is called "Reflections
of Death," we do not see these titles until the end
credits. It features Ian Hendry (the film is British
by the way) and is a silly dream-within-a-dream type
tale that will shock no one. Francis' gimmick of using
the camera as if it were the eyes of a character may
have been interesting in 1972, but by now it is an old,
over-used trick. Still, it makes this story more watchable.
The make-up here surely acted as an inspiration for
Tom Savini.
The middle piece is a silly riff off of Poe's "The
Tell Tale Heart" called "Poetic Justice" that goes on
way too long. It is easily the film's most disturbing
piece though not intentionally. In it, Peter Cushing
has one of his finest post-Hammer roles as a trash man
and widower whose greatest joy is children and animals.
Cushing is simply marvelous here making a trembling
bottom lip express deep emotions successfully. It is
nice to seem him playing the good guy for a change.
The disturbing aspect of the vignette comes in the
characters of Cushing's neighbors, played by Robin Phillips
and David Markham. Although the end credits list them
as father and son, it is not mentioned in the story
so we are left guessing as two why these two live together.
Are they gay? We simply don't know and Phillips' cruelty
to Cushing, which Markham, at the very least, condones,
seems even more evil for this ambiguity. It's disquieting
to ponder this quandary while the story unfolds. Ultimately,
the end of this piece, regardless of it's intent, is
simply silly and gross.
Part four of the stories is one I remember from when
I first saw the film several years ago. Entitled "Wish
You Were Here," it's a take off on the old "Monkey's
Paw" tale. It even mentions this inspiration in the
story. The zinger at the end here is wonderful but it
has less effect after it's initial viewing. Laced with
some gruesome intestinal special effects (another Savini
inspiration?), the whole segment seems rushed. A little
more build-up to the punchline may have been helpful.
Although, from my perspective, it's hard to say. I still
remember the end to this one more than 10 years after
my initial viewing.
Francis may have rushed the 4th tale to make way for
his elongated ending about a home for the blind called
(punnily) "Blind Alleys." This is an amusing piece but
it goes on way too long. Nigel Patrick is wonderfully
harsh as the heavy and Patrick Magee is equally as brilliant
as the hero. There is unfortunately a lengthy mid section
that could have easily been cut. The suspense gives
way here and anticipation is soon replaced by tedium.
Still, as with the best of it's predecessors, the ending
here is rather unique and amusing, even if it is a bit
implausible upon retrospection.
"Tales from the Crypt" is a must-see for any horror
fan. Much of what we call horror today has it's roots
in the images here - as these pieces have their roots
in horror comics. And, if you know a youngster who's
into the TV series, pop this in the VCR and watch it
with them. It's 10 times better than the cable rip-off.
It's campy fun yet spooky too! they don't make 'em like
this anymore.
Note: Followed in 1973 by "Vault of Horror" (Director
Roy Ward Baker) which was later re-released as "Tales
from the Crypt Part 2."
Screenplay by Milton Subotsky, who also co-produced.
Based on original stories by Bill Gaines, Al Feldstein
and Johnny Craig first published in the horror comics
"Tales from the Crypt" and "The Vault of Horror."
Chief make-up by Roy Ashton. Director of Photography
is Norman Warwick. Music by Douglas Gamley. The film
opens with a rendition of Bach's "Toccata and Fugue
in D Minor" performed on the organ by Nicholas Kynaston.
Gaines, who also brought us "Mad Magazine," testified
before the Congressional hearings about the effects
of Horror comics in the 50's.
Review written in 1995
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