Showing posts with label Jon Finch. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jon Finch. Show all posts

Friday, 17 January 2020

The Vampire Lovers (5 Stars)


This wasn't Ingrid Pitt's first film, but it was the film that made her famous. I read her autobiography a few years ago, and I became fascinated by her as a person. Her life story would make an incredible film, as long as the budget is big enough. To put it briefly:

She was born as Ingoushka Petrov in Poland in 1937, and she spent her early years in a Concentration Camp. After the war she became an (unsuccessful) theatre actress in East Berlin. She fled to West Berlin by swimming across the River Spree, and she married the American soldier who pulled her out of the water. That sounds too slushy to be true! She moved to America, but the marriage didn't last. She moved to Spain and began work as a film actress, but she didn't have much success until she moved to England. She travelled to Argentina to make a film, but remained for years because the civil war made it too dangerous to attempt to leave. She became personal friends with the Perons. Finally she returned to England, where she settled down as an actress and authoress. In her later years she spent a lot of time in America, but England remained her home.


I was well acquainted with Ingrid Pitt's name, but I didn't pay much attention to her until a few years ago. The reason is, when I first saw this film on television I had a crush on Madeline Smith, who plays the woman that Ingrid loves. In the early 1970's she was everywhere, in films, in television episodes, in television commercials, in newspapers. "The Vampire Lovers" was just another opportunity for me to feast my eyes on her.


In the film, Ingrid Pitt plays Mircalla Karnstein, a vampiress who lives in Austria in the 18th Century. She's been alive for 200 years. She seduces young women and feeds on their blood for weeks until they die. Emma Morton, played by Madeline Smith, is different. Mircalla begins to fall in love with her, so she promises to make her a vampire before it's too late.


That's understandable. I wouldn't want Madeline Smith to die either.


Emma tells Mircalla that she dreams of marrying a handsome man, but Mircalla tells her she doesn't need a man. Emma is confused, but she can't resist Mircalla's charms.


I don't know whether Emma is ensnared by Mircalla's vampire mesmerism or her natural charm. It seems to be a mixture of the two.


This was the first Hammer Horror film to portray lesbian sex. It's all very tame by today's standards, but it was shocking in 1970. The nudity was also more than was usual in mainstream films. This was a deliberate step by Hammer. Cinema audiences were shrinking because of the advent of colour television, so something special had to be done to draw audiences into the cinema. Madeline Smith's bare breasts would have made me pay for a cinema ticket, but I was too young at the time.


This film poster would entice anyone into the cinema, but I'm afraid to say it's false advertising. It shows more nudity than the film actually contains.


In the previous Hammer Horror films, the vampire was a man, Count Dracula. It's a novelty that the vampire in this film is a woman. There is, however, an unnamed vampire who watches everything that happens, but never interferes. Is it Count Dracula or another member of the Karnstein family? The film doesn't answer that question.


Peter Cushing appears as General Spielsdorf. He's a magnificent actor in every role that he plays.


Jon Finch appears as Carl Ebhardt, the lover of Mircalla's first victim and a friend of Emma's father. I consider him to be one of the world's most underrated actors. He turned down the role of James Bond when Sean Connery quit. I'm certain he would have been a better Bond than Roger Moore.


He said in later years that he didn't want to become famous. He wanted to be able to walk in the street without being mobbed by fans. In the 1960's he was a recurring character in the TV soap opera "Crossroads". That probably made him too public, so he wanted to reduce his popularity after he left the soap.

Nowadays almost all cinemas show several films at once. They're called multiplexes. In the 1970's films only showed one film at a time. As a result, films usually displayed cinema cards, i.e. still photos taken from the film. They were shown in glass cases, sometimes in the cinema foyer, sometimes on the outer wall. They weren't given to the cinema, they were only loaned out with the film. They had to be returned to the film studio or distributor together with the film rolls. The cinema card photos of just about any film are collectors items. These photos fascinated me. Here are the cinema cards for "The Vampire Lovers":









They're beautiful, aren't they? I wish I had the original photos.


Ingrid Pitt goes through a large range of emotions in the film, but I like her most when she's crazed with bloodlust.


There's something sexy about a woman with sharp teeth.


What a perfectly framed scene!


This is a promotional photo released for the film.


And another promotional photo. Madeline Smith has such big eyes. They make her look innocent.


I'll end this post with a small gallery of photos of Madeline Smith. I emphasise the word small. I just made over 30 screenshots of Madeline Smith in the film, but that's way too many to include here. I'll just publish the best.







I don't remember how long my obsession with Madeline Smith lasted. There were a few other women I obsessed over as I grew older, but I only had one celebrity crush at a time. I was strictly monocrushamous.

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Wednesday, 17 October 2018

The Final Programme (4½ Stars)


Is this a good film? Probably not, but I like it anyway. It's based on the book with the same name, written by Michael Moorcock in 1965, which is one of my favourite novels. That's the reason why I can't watch the film without bias. I have to love the film or hate it. There's no middle ground.

Today I tried to forget the book. I tried to forget everything I knew about it. That's what made me aware of the film's biggest fault: if you don't know the book the film doesn't make sense. The viewer can see that the film is taking place in a post-apocalyptic world, or rather a near-apocalyptic world, but who are the characters? What's their motivation? Why do the Cornelius brothers hate one another? Who are the men with the hats? If you want an explanation you have to read the book. And yet the film is a poor reproduction of the film. More than half of the details have been stripped away, leaving only a psychedelic roller-coaster ride. To do the book justice, the film should have been twice as long.


Jerry Cornelius is the central character of Michael Moorcock's books. All his books. He's the primary incarnation of the Eternal Champion, who has been reborn in many ages and parallel universes. His other incarnations include Elric of Melnibone, Dorian Hawkmoon and Jherek Carnelian. He is also Jesus Christ. He's a genius who solved the Unified Field Theory while he was at school. He's an international playboy. He's a rock musician. He's the man who destroyed the universe and recreated it in his own image.

None of that is apparent from the film.

This was the only one of Michael Moorcock's novels that's been filmed. I can understand why there haven't been others. The scope of Moorcock's books is so great that it would be difficult to portray them on film. Maybe computer graphics are now advanced enough to film the "Dancers at the End of Time" trilogy. That would be a good place to start. "Behold the Man" would be an easier film to make on a medium sized budget, but there might be too many cries of blasphemy. The Elric novels would be more accessible to wider audiences, since they would hardly differ from Conan on screen. I'd most like to see the first four Jerry Cornelius novels being filmed, but it would be a big headache to write a screenplay for the third and fourth books. Maybe Michael Moorcock could do the job himself.


One of the film's greatest strengths is the casting of Jon Finch as Jerry Cornelius. He was perfect for the role, which most people will recognise even if they don't understand the film. I've always considered him an underrated actor, and I asked in my review of "Frenzy" (1972) why he never received the recognition he deserved. Since then I've found the answer in an interview: he didn't want fame! His first role was probably his most famous, as Gareth Leyton, one of the main characters in the British television soap "Crossroads". That made him famous throughout the country, and he didn't like it. He was a quiet man who valued his privacy. For the following 40 years he made enough films and television appearances to make money, but not enough to be well known. He wanted to be able to walk down the street without people asking for his autograph.

That's understandable, but it's still a shame. In 2012 he passed away, and he's practically unknown except to a few fans like me. The world has missed out by not having more of his acting performances to remember him by. Rest in peace.

Thursday, 29 October 2015

The Final Programme (4½ Stars)


"Scientific mysticism was always a German hangup, sort of a dress rehearsal for the Götterdämmerung, the twilight of the Gods... or humanity... or both".

I have a love-hate relationship with this film. It's based on Michael Moorcock's novel, "The Final Programme", which is my favourite book. It's always difficult for a film to satisfy the fans of a book. Things are never quite the way the reader imagines them. In the case of "The Final Programme" so much of the original story has been stripped away that the end result is as thin as a skeleton. There's no Bishop Beesley, there's no astronaut's manual, and there's no nurse called Ulla. Or was her name Una?

On the other hand the film is a beautiful landscape of psychedelic chaos from beginning to end. It's directed by Robert Fuest, the director responsible for the two Dr. Phibes films, and it can be seen as his ultimate work. The intense colours emphasise the absurdity of the plot, an absurdity which is contained in the original novel. The difference is that the novel takes the time to explain the absurdity, whereas the film just throws it at us. The film is at least an hour too short to do the book justice.


The film begins with Jerry Cornelius visiting the funeral of his father Alexander in Lapland. He's approached by Dr. Smiles, a research colleague of his father, who wants to have a microfilm from his father's house. Jerry knows nothing about the microfilm, but he's intrigued, especially when he meets a mysterious woman, Miss Brunner, who also wants the microfilm. Jerry's brother Frank takes possession of the microfilm and attempts to sell it to the highest bidder, but Jerry and Miss Brunner team up to retrieve it from him.

This all takes place against the background of a Hindu prophecy that the world is about to end. Miss Brunner claims that she wants to save the world, or at least create a new one, but her motives seem selfish. Jerry doesn't know whether she's his friend or his enemy.


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It's a very tasty world.

Friday, 10 December 2010

The Vampire Lovers (4½ Stars)


Now this is what cinema is all about. After being bored silly by films like "The Social Network" and "Sex and the City 2" you should watch "The Vampire Lovers" to remind yourself that cinema is an art form. Although it's 40 years old the film still shines as a masterpiece of storytelling today.

This is the first part of Hammer's Karnstein Trilogy. A vampire hunter has wiped out a family of vampires apart from one woman, Mircalla Karnstein, whose grave he couldn't find. Decades later a mysterious young woman stays at the houses of aristocrats, and wherever she goes young women die.

Ingrid Pitt plays the lead character, Mircalla. Her beauty is stunning throughout, though I find her character too cold. I realise that this is deliberate, but I would have preferred more warmth. I only found out today that Ingrid died last month, on November 23rd. Her life story would be good film material in itself. She was born in 1937 in Poland, and spent three years living with her mother in a German concentration camp. After the war she became a successful theatre actress in East Berlin. She suffered harrassment because she was an open critic of the Communist regime, and eventually she escaped to the West by swimming across the River Spree. She married the American soldier who rescued her from the water, and moved to California where she made her first films. After the break-up of her marriage she returned to Europe where she made a few films in Spain before settling in England. Apart from her film career she wrote about a dozen books, some of them horror novels, others biographical works. I bid farewell to a beautiful vampire. May she live forever in our hearts and on film.

Peter Cushing has a relatively small role in the film as General von Spielsdorf. Although he's a one-sided actor, he always manages to be placed in roles that fit his personality. There's no shame in only being able to play one type of role if you're the best there is for those roles.

Jon Finch is a brilliant but tragically underrated actor. Whenever he walks onto the screen in a film the other characters fade into the background. He claims that his lack of public recognition is deliberate. "I never wanted to be a big star. I usually do one film a year, so I always have enough money to enjoy myself and keep myself out of the public eye. It's a very pleasant life, not one of great ambition". This is our loss.

Madeline Smith could hardly be described as a good actress, but she's one of the most beautiful British actresses ever, and nobody can portray an innocent virgin as well as she can. Madeline boasts that she remained a virgin until marriage, so we can assume she was just acting naturally.

Friday, 12 November 2010

Frenzy (4 Stars)

One of Alfred Hitchcock's last films, and also one of those most loved by his fans. A serial killer is stalking women in London, and the police are chasing the wrong man. Unlike most of Hitchcock's films, we know from early on who the killer is. We sit in frustration as the police detective rattles off the compelling evidence pointing to the wrong man, and only the detective's wife says it can't have been him.

This film has special meaning for me, because I've long admired Jon Finch as an actor and have never understood why he's widely unknown, having to make do with minor roles in obscure films.