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Ellen 2022-06-27 21:24:03
[Film Review] Dead of Night (1945) 7.6/10
An anthology horror fare from Ealing studios, not their usual practice, DEAD OF NIGHT's frame story is embowered in a country home where the hag-ridden architect Walter Craig (John, timorous at first, but becomes totally unheimlich near the end) is invited by its owner Elliot Foley (Culver) for...
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Rickey 2022-10-27 19:10:25
reincarnation of dreams
It's a weird movie, a group of people hide in a dark room and tell ghost stories, but the atmosphere is different. The horror temperament of this movie is closer to Hitchcock. The paragraph-style plot, although completed by the four directors, has a very coherent atmosphere. What's more, a...
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[Sally's mother has shown up to drag her away to a party for her godfather Edwin]
Sally O'Hara: But, Mother, I can't! You see, this is Mr. Craig, and I'm one of the characters in his dream!
Mrs O'Hara: [shakes his hand briskly] Oh, how do you do? Such fun, charades! So, you do understand, don't you, and poor Edwin's so terribly sensitive. Now, come along!
Sally O'Hara: Mummy, you mustn't! You see, Mr. Craig's going to hit me - savagely!
Mrs O'Hara: Oh, well, I'm sure he can hit somebody else instead. Now, come along, dear!
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Dr. van Straaten: [removes his eyeglasses] Ah. No doubt you thought it would be very amusing to watch my cherished disbeliefs being shattered.
Eliot Foley: [sarcastically] Mm, very clever of us, I must say. I wonder if we have any more surprises up our sleeves.
[the camera focuses on Dr. van Straaten's hands as he fiddles with his eyeglasses]
Walter Craig: That's it - your glasses!
Dr. van Straaten: What about my glasses?
Walter Craig: It's later on. We're having drinks. You break those glasses of yours, and then, quite suddenly, the room goes dark. And then, Foley, you say something, something about the death of a man I've never heard of. And that's where my dream becomes a nightmare. A nightmare of horror.
Joan Cortland: Horror? What sort of horror?
Walter Craig: I feel my will power draining away. I feel I'm in the grip of a force that's driving me towards something unspeakably evil.
Dr. van Straaten: It shows that you have some heavy weight on your conscience. Now, in my opinion...
Walter Craig: I'm no longer interested in your opinion, Doctor. You shook me at first, with your ingenious theories. I thought perhaps the whole thing was a delusion. But Mrs. Grainger's arrival has altered all that. I have been here before, in my dreams. For some reason, I was given foreknowledge of the future. Why? I don't know. I want to know! I must know!
