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The Witches-1967

Director Cyril Frankel

Starring Joan Fontaine, Kay Walsh, Alec McCowen

Scott’s Review #1,096

Reviewed December 29, 2020

Grade: B

Legendary film actress Joan Fontaine chose a Hammer horror film as her final role. While not high-brow art, these films are an entertaining treat for horror fans.

They are frequently macabre, clever, and make the most of a small budget.

In The Witches (1967), Fontaine leads the way, adding class and huge star quality. The film is good, but not great, with an unfulfilling ending. The cinematography and Fontaine’s involvement are the best aspects.

Also worthy of mention in the acting department is Kay Walsh, a talented British actress, who is terrific as the seemingly kind woman who becomes a crazed witch. She adds professionalism to a pivotal role. The other supporting actors play their parts well, ensuring that the craft of acting is respected.

I adore the British flair that Hammer films always have.

Fontaine plays Gwen Mayfield, an English schoolteacher who accepts a new job as the headmistress of the local school in the quaint village of Heddaby. The quiet town is exactly what Gwen needs after suffering a nervous breakdown while residing in Africa.

She experiences a small flirtation with the Reverend Alan Bax (Alec McCowen), who confesses that he is not overly religious. Stephanie is his sister, played by Walsh.

Before long, Gwen becomes immersed in the worlds of two of her students, Ronnie (Martin Stephens) and Linda (Ingrid Brett). Ronnie insists that Linda is being abused, which prompts Gwen to investigate. Meanwhile, Gwen discovers a voodoo doll and sleuths to find out what is going on in the village.

Events lead her to a sanitarium, and finally to a coven of witches, intent on human sacrifice.

The Witches has a late-1960s look and feel, which adds some sophistication. Gwen is draped in stylish clothes and jewelry and wears a cute, trendy bob haircut.

The set design is cool, with groovy, colorful furniture that makes the tight budget work to its full advantage. Alan and Stephanie’s estate is particularly impressive with modern furniture, drapes, and various trimmings.

Another positive is the hefty amount of exterior sequences offered.

Director Cyril Frankel, who directed many episodes of the popular British television series The Avengers, provides a similar production, so The Witches feels like a long episodic series. The luxurious English village is sunny, calming, and atmospheric, brightening the film’s atmosphere.

This nicely counterbalances the themes of demons, voodoo, and witches.

Frankel builds the story momentum throughout The Witches at a good pace, but this is lost in the final act, which is way too abrupt. During the first three-quarters of the production, we are led to believe that Gwen is either crazy, imagining the strange events, or that one of the townspeople is gaslighting her.

It’s easy to deduce that the latter is what is going on, and the fun is figuring out who is doing the dirty deeds.

When the culprit is revealed (and it’s displayed on the cover art!), the conclusion is underwhelming. An attempted cemetery human ritual to remove life from Linda and infuse it into Stephanie so that she can live forever is weak.

After an odd sequence of the townspeople dancing and writhing around like nutcases in an unintentionally laugh-out-loud example of overacting, Gwen foils Stephanie’s plan. The witch succumbs to death, a victim of her heinous plan backfiring.

It is hinted that Gwen and Alan (who are revealed to be good) will forge a romance in the future, but I would have liked to have gotten a stronger sense of their budding attraction during the film. Still, it is likely the two will ride off into the sunset together, safely.

While not as gory as other Hammer films, The Witches (1967) instead features exceptional performances and tells a decent story, interesting until the low-key finale.

I expected a bit more from the ending, which simmers out instead of electrifying.

Fahrenheit 451-1966

Director Francois Truffaut

Starring Oskar Werner, Julie Christie, Cyril Cusack

Scott’s Review #728

Reviewed February 26, 2018

Grade: B+

Based upon the famous and fantastic classic 1953 novel Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury, the film adaptation is futuristic and dystopian.

Directed by French filmmaker Francois Truffaut and starring Julie Christie, the “it” girl of the late 1960s, the film succeeds as an incredible, new wave, edgy, progressive hybrid. Various elements aid in making the film seem set in the future, all with hints of the great director Alfred Hitchcock sprinkled in the mix.

Indeed, the novel is superior, but Fahrenheit 451 is a worthy watch if only for Christie alone.

Christie plays a dual role as Clarisse, a young schoolteacher with progressive and forbidden views, and Linda, the vastly different spoiled wife of the central character, Guy Montag, played by German actor Oskar Werner.

The trio exists in a futuristic world where a totalitarian government has banned all literature, deeming it insufficient for society. A force called Firemen, where Guy works, can search anyone anytime and burn all books as needed.

Clarisse and Guy begin questioning the government’s motivations as Guy stashes a copy of Charles Dickens’s David Copperfield, which puts the pair in danger.

What I like most about the film is its mysterious and foreboding concept, which is downright scary. What if books were suddenly non-existent and forbidden?

Like the novel, the film references luscious and brilliant literary works of art, so much so that the viewer will undoubtedly feel how this reality would be devastating.

As with similar titles such as “1984” and “Brave New World,” the futuristic world and the “Big Brother is watching” theme is critical to its success.

Director Truffaut, an ardent fan of the master Hitchcock, seamlessly incorporates elements of suspense and key “Hitchcockian” moments, specifically with the musical score.

Truffaut used Bernard Hermann, the same composer Hitchcock used in 1966’s Torn Curtain, but more importantly, the prevalence of strings is reminiscent of classics like Psycho and Vertigo.

A fight scene behind frosted glass so that only shadows can be seen is a direct homage to Hitchcock’s famous style.

To accompany the Hitchcock comparisons, an exciting film anecdote is that legendary Hitchcock superstar Tippi Hedren was desired for the central dual role. Still, he would not allow it since she and Hitchcock were embroiled in a feud then, and she was under contract.

The possibilities this would have presented are endless. But alas, Christie is no slouch as the film’s female star.

Christie deserves significant kudos. She plays both characters to the hilt and is one of the film’s best aspects.

Anyone who has read Bradbury’s novel will understand how the character of Clarisse is expanded in the film. One wonders if this was done to showcase more of Christie.

Regardless, Clarisse and Linda’s characters are entirely different from each other, and the actress is superb. Unfortunately, this film is not among Christie’s most remembered films.

My main detraction of Fahrenheit 451, the film, is that having recently read the novel, there is no comparison, as the book is far superior. However, the film is perfect and contains some beautiful visuals and imagery.

So few times can a film usurp the beauties of the written word, and how ironic given the subject matter of the destruction of books.

Fahrenheit 451 (1966) is a stylistic, artistic film with a relaxed vibe. It features a tremendous performance from one of the ’60’s most considerable talents.

The film initially received fair to middling reviews and is now largely forgotten, but it’s nice to take down from the dusty old shelves of the Hollywood obscure now and then.