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And Soon the Darkness-1970

And Soon the Darkness-1970

Director Robert Fuest

Starring Pamela Franklin, Sandor Elès

Scott’s Review #1,541

Reviewed July 19, 2026

Grade: B+

With similarities to Claude Chabrol films, an influential French director who made, among others, Le Boucher (1970), And Soon the Darkness has immeasurable appeal for cinema fans of thrillers and horror to suckle on.

Throwing Alfred Hitchcock components in the mix like proper tension, an enthralling buildup, and an old-fashioned whodunit for good measure, the film largely works well.

While it’s admittedly a slow-build film, I rather like this quality, since the payoff works.

A grown-up Pamela Franklin (the little girl from The Innocents, 1961) stars as Jane, a young British nurse bicycling through the French countryside while on holiday with her friend Cathy (Michele Dotrice).

They encounter a handsome yet mysterious Frenchman who begins to follow them. While Cathy is titillated, Jane is cautious as the girls navigate the lonely roadways miles away from a populated town.

After a row, Jane and Cathy go their separate ways. When Jane returns to the village where they’re staying, her friend is nowhere to be found.

Frantic, she searches for Cathy.

One perplexity with And Soon the Darkness is with its title. There is nary a scene that takes place in darkness or at any time other than bright sunlight.

I expected to see characters fleeing peril under a moonlit sky or cowering in dark, dingy barns, post midnight, but the film’s overall tone is bright and airy.

Instead, frequent scenes show Jane and Cathy casually riding their bikes along sparsely populated side roads or enjoying a relaxing roadside meal at a cafe.

All in the daytime hours.

Despite the light, director Robert Fuest nonetheless successfully creates a sense of eeriness. In horror films, darkness is a key prop and an easy way to create a proper atmosphere.

I’m amazed by the result and the constant tension that abounds.

The best tense scene is when Cathy is left alone on the side of the road, where she sunbathes and naps, intent on enjoying her downtime.

Realizing that Jane is gone and perhaps harboring slight regret over their fight, she begins to hear the crack of twigs, the wind, and a singing bird.

Thanks to some fine camerawork, the audience suspects that someone is watching Cathy through the trees as the camera looks through branches.

The character and viewer slowly realize that she is not imagining things. This is confirmed when a pair of her underpants disappears, and the spokes of her bicycle tire are suddenly damaged.

The scene is lengthy and highly effective.

With Cathy missing in action, the events turn to Jane’s point of view, and a riveting whodunit emerges. She encounters several characters all acting suspiciously, and she learns that a young female tourist about her age was raped and murdered a year ago.

A tense Frenchwoman, Madam Lassal, and her husband, who owns a cafe; a British schoolmistress; a gendarme (police officer); and his ailing father all become suspects.

When the mysterious stranger (Sandor Elès) reappears and claims to be a detective named Paul, Jane is reassured. Should she instead be suspicious?

Whereas Claude Chabrol’s films tend to be psychological and fraught with deep emotional turmoil, And Soon the Darkness sticks with action-oriented themes.

Made in 1970, the film may have influenced other 1970s horror films such as Last House on the Left (1972) and I Spit on Your Grave (1978), as well as later slasher films like Friday the 13th (1980).

The use of remote forests, camps, barns, and other outdoor, lonely places in broad daylight is inspiring.

A straight-up horror thriller with little blood or gore, And Soon the Darkness (1970) chooses not to delve deeply into character motivations but instead presents a tension-infused thrill ride.

The Witches-1967

The Witches-1967

Director Cyril Frankel

Starring Joan Fontaine

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.