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garrick92
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You know the ones I mean. One film, four separate stories, with a narrative linking device.
I'm thinking specifically of things like 'Tales that Witness Madness', set in a lunatic asylum and featuring (a) the one with the kid with the imaginary tiger :hmph: (b) the sculptor who falls in love with a tree (and murders Joan Collins!) (c) the haunted penny-farthing :eek!!!!:, and (d) the Voodoo sacrifice .
Surely *everyone* has seen that one, albeit perhaps without realising that this was what it was? Or that it was an entire genre, shamefully neglected by the critical literature?
There's the one (also set in an asylum) in which Herbert Lom builds a little robot, and someone else gets attacked by a dismembered corpse (with all the bits done up parcel-style); the one in which the narrative link is Peter Cushing as the owner of a 'cursed curiosity shop' (all the stories revolve around objects he sells); and (my personal favourite):
"The Uncanny", in which all four stories are about evil intelligent cats, and the linking device is Peter Cushing (natch) as an author trying to convince a publisher to accept his m/s ("The Cats ... They're taking over ..!").
Ridiculous, and the cherry on the cake is that PC gets 'moggied to death' after being politely ushered out of the office (basically, stage hands stand offcamera and throw live cats at him, hoping that it will look like they're leaping at him, but in fact ending up looking exactly like offcamera stage-hands are throwing cats at him ).
Anyone else have a special place in their heart for these films? They're shite; I love them. Talk about them here.
I'm thinking specifically of things like 'Tales that Witness Madness', set in a lunatic asylum and featuring (a) the one with the kid with the imaginary tiger :hmph: (b) the sculptor who falls in love with a tree (and murders Joan Collins!) (c) the haunted penny-farthing :eek!!!!:, and (d) the Voodoo sacrifice .
Surely *everyone* has seen that one, albeit perhaps without realising that this was what it was? Or that it was an entire genre, shamefully neglected by the critical literature?
There's the one (also set in an asylum) in which Herbert Lom builds a little robot, and someone else gets attacked by a dismembered corpse (with all the bits done up parcel-style); the one in which the narrative link is Peter Cushing as the owner of a 'cursed curiosity shop' (all the stories revolve around objects he sells); and (my personal favourite):
"The Uncanny", in which all four stories are about evil intelligent cats, and the linking device is Peter Cushing (natch) as an author trying to convince a publisher to accept his m/s ("The Cats ... They're taking over ..!").
Ridiculous, and the cherry on the cake is that PC gets 'moggied to death' after being politely ushered out of the office (basically, stage hands stand offcamera and throw live cats at him, hoping that it will look like they're leaping at him, but in fact ending up looking exactly like offcamera stage-hands are throwing cats at him ).
Anyone else have a special place in their heart for these films? They're shite; I love them. Talk about them here.