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Monday, April 17, 2023

Review: The House That Screamed

Text © Richard Gary / Indie Horror Films, 2023
Images from the Internet

The House That Screamed (aka La Residencia; The Finishing School; House of Evil)
Directed by Narciso Ibáñez Serrador
J.F. Films de Distribución S.A.; Regia-Arturo González Rodríguez;
American International Pictures (AIP);
Arrow Video; MVD Visual
94 / 105 minutes, 1969 / 1971 / 2023
www.ArrowVideo.com 
www.MVDVisual.com

Spanish horror films from the mid-1960 until the early 1980s tended to be a bit goofy as is their Mexican cousins (see the Santos series), but sometimes they shined like this one, being a cross between a British Hammer Film, an Italian giallo, and a bit of the gruesomeness of Ilsa: She Wolf of the SS (1975); funny thing is, many of these came out after this release.

There are two versions of this film on the Blu-ray: the theatrical release (94 minutes), and an extended one called The Finishing School. I chose to watch the longer one (105 minutes). As with many giallos, this has an international cast, such as Prussia-born Lili Palmer (d. 1986), so some people seem to be speaking English and others Spanish, but all are dubbed or redubbed into English. This gives all the speaking parts a flat sound (rather than 3D), so people in front of the camera sound the same as those further away. Unfortunately, there is a Spanish option (again, dubbed and redubbed).

Mary Maude, Lili Palmer

Taking place in the Victorian late 1800s in France, Mme. Fourneau (Palmer) strictly runs a boarding school for girls in a huge, isolated, and chained-up mansion, which seems to specialize in discipline and corporeal punishment. The feeling of this all has the vibes of Suspira (1977) and Phenomena (1985), again, both of which proceeded this film. Despite the size of the place, all the students sleep barrack-style in one room. This gives the opportunity for the viewer to see them all in underlaces, and even a corset.

Into this nearly prison comes comely Térèsa (Cristina Galbó) – pronounced Teh-RAY-sah – who is met excitedly by Fourneau’s student underling, thin and statuesque Irènée (Mary Maude, in her first yet defining film) – pronounced I-rhe-NAY) who is the school’s bully and has a killer smirk, among other traits that one might expect in this kind of film. She has a thing for Térèsa and is not afraid to hold her power over her as much as the rest of the girls (they are supposed to be teens, so I will use the term “girls” freely).

Cristina Galbó

To add to the weirdness, Fourneau’s teenage son, Luis (John Moulder-Brown) is sequestered in an upstairs room (though sneaking out to peek on the students, but then again, who would not?), though he has a budding relationship with student Isabelle (Maribel Martin).

And now, on occasion, there is the stabbing deaths. And yet, this double-dips and is also a psychological thriller, between the bullying, the discipline, and the occasional romps. Speaking of which, while there is no real nudity, there is a group shower scene where the students wear white gowns under the water, making them nearly translucent. I am assuming this has to do with the time period this was filmed, and possibly different censorship laws in España.

Palmer, John Moulder-Brown

There are a few surprises in here with the shifting of unexpected power dynamics and, naturally, murders. The body count is not high, and there is blood but no gore yet very ahead of its time, and yet the tension is usually held at quite an elevated level.

Honestly, I am not sure how much of this was filmed in a real location or studio, but it is stunning to look at the architecture and décor. Also noteworthy are the cinematography and editing. Even the lighting has a personality of its own. But just as noteworthy is the orchestral score by Waldo de los Rios.

The smirk

The technical side of the bonus material contains a brand new 2K restoration from the original negative, a High Definition (1080p). The official extras start with an English commentary by Spain-born film historian Anna Bogutaskaya. She explains the importance and influence of this film in both Spain (the first to be created specifically for worldwide distribution) and the international market, for example. What is also interesting, the discussion is about the film and its meaning, especially regarding specific scenes, with few anecdotes about, say, the actors involved. She talks about the director, and his effect on both Spanish and wider filmmaking.

There are a few new interviews. Starting off is “This Boy’s Innocence,” (24 min; in English) with actor John Moulder-Brown, discussing his character, what he brought to it, and about working with the director, Palmer, and Galbó. “All About My Mamá” (9 min; in Spanish with subtitles) features Juan Tébar, who wrote the original novella (Serrador wrote the screenplay), discussing the relationship between Luis and Fourneau. Surprisingly, as he mentions his influences, he does not mention Robert Bloch.

“The Legacy of Terror” (14 min; in Spanish with subtitles), with the director's son, Alejandro Ibáñez (Serrador died in 2019). Despite being born more than a decade after the film, Alejandro gives some nice insights on the director, and the Spanish political environment into which it was released. Then there is “Screaming the House Down” (20 min; in English), with Spanish horror expert Dr Antonio Lázaro-Reboll, discussing the history of the film and its director. Most of this has been covered by previous material. Also included is archive footage with Mary Maud (12 min; in English) from the Festival of Fantastic Films in 2012, interviewed on stage by Adrian James, giving stories about the director, how she got the role, and retells the entire plot.

With title cards to explain what the viewer is watching, there are some alternative footage (6 min) from the original Spanish theatrical version, some changed due to Spanish censorship. But even more fascinating is seeing the difference between the pre-restoration footage and this Arrow version. Along with five of the original trailers, TV and radio spots, and an Image gallery, the Blu-ray has a reversible sleeve featuring original and newly commissioned artwork by Colin Murdoch.

Despite the red herrings, I figured out the killer about halfway through, but that did not stop my enjoyment of the piece because of the “why” of the murders, which was exceedingly creepy and effective. Sure, it borrows a lot from the gothic Hammer milieu, but it also helped inspire so much more that would come later, especially from European cinema. It is just luscious.

IMDB listing HERE


Thursday, March 31, 2022

Review: Tokyo Decadence

Text © Richard Gary / Indie Horror Films, 2022
Images from the Internet

Tokyo Decadence (aka Topâzu; Topaz)
Directed by Ryû Murakami

Cinemabrain; Melsat; Unearthed Classics; MVD Entertainment
112 minutes, 1992 / 2022
www.unearthedfilms.com
www.MVDentertainment.com

It is hard to nail this one down when it comes to categorization. Exploitation? Sexploitation? Asian Extreme Cinema? Transgressive? Well, I guess the film has its leather boot in and on all of them.

This film is infamous, and to be honest, before this, I have never seen it, so I am looking forward to catching up. Despite a penchant for vengeful ghosts, Japan genre releases are more known for violence, gangsters, and underage women and other sexual deviances (that term conditional to the individual viewer).

There are two versions of this film: the first is the U.S.-released “soft core” 92-minute version, but this is the longer, Japanese 112-minurte “harder” one, with more sado-masochism in certain scenes (neither of them is hardcore). Needless to say, the film is in Japanese with English subtitles. The director and writer, Ryû Murakami, is no stranger to over-the-top storytelling, having written the novel upon which was the foundation of Takashi Miike’s Audition (1999). This film is also based on one of his own best-selling novels.

This Japanese production was filmed in Tokyo, at a social stratum I am certain I will never achieve in my lifetime (unless there is a full Lotto in my future).

Miho Nikaido

Right off the bat, we meet a mostly nekkid and tied down Ai (Miho Nikaido) before the credits roll. She is a high-end call girl who specializes in sado-masochistic role playing for incredibly rich men, especially on the receiving end. Her exploits are shown in very loving photography and highly erotic stylings. The first half hour is dedicated to a couple of her couplings, but one really needs to be into that kind of thing for it to be effectives, but I must admit, it’s not my style, either the humiliation, the leather, nor the domination. Artistically, I can marvel at the lighting and the way the camera is used, but the action leaves me cold and – er – unresponsive. I never really understood Japanese kink.

Despite the psycho-sexual tone of the film, the story itself moves at a glacial pace, as Ai superstitiously gets advice from a medium (Yayoi Kusama), who gives her advice such as to put telephone books under her television (like to see her try that now).

Ai starts having a change of heart about her life’s work after a few clients go just a bit too far…okay, way too far, and she begins to want to get out (somewhere in my head I hear Al Pacino saying, “But they keep pulling me back in”). While she pines for an ex-lover, a well-known man (Hiroshi Mikami) who appears on television, and is now married to a famous opera singer (Chie Sema), she is also drawn to a statuesque dominatrix drug addict, Saki (Sayoko Amano).

Sayoko Amano

The camera seems to love Nikaido and shows her emotions through extremely contrasting use of light, with people wearing mostly black and white, with the background dark and the people lit sharply. But still, she looks quite beautiful even in this harshness. There is also a sharp use of the adding of the color red, used seductively, in things like shoes, nail polish, lipstick, and especially Ai’s nearly ever-present oversized handbag to hold all her sex-toy and attire accoutrements. The shots are long, following the action with relatively few edits. The scenery is also worth mentioning, as most of the first two acts is of the city at night, with incredibly tall building with industrially florescent lighting inside the structure’s windows. It feels both organic and incredibly designed at the same time. When we do see nature, usually trees, it almost seems out of place.

Ai’s journey of dealing with rich people who need her but do not really care about her, and trying to get out of the life reminds me quite a bit of the framework of the story of Bob Fosse/Neil Simon’s Sweet Charity (1968), except it’s not a musical, other than the incidental music here is by Oscar™ winner for The Last Emperor (1987), Ryuichi Sakamoto. The music is extra helpful because Ai doesn’t really have too much dialogue, relatively speaking to most of the other characters in the film, and when she does talk, often it is almost whispered. It is like she is on a boat without oars, and she just floats in the direction the waters take her.

While I found the S&M scenes cringe-worthy, for me the most uncomfortable moments were the last act, where Ai goes looking for her ex-lover, and her further humiliation on the journey itself, even before possibly meeting him, a series of bizarreness worthy of Fellini or even Philippe de Broca’s King of Hearts (1966).

The extras for this “Blu-ray Special Edition” include an English dub version for those who have an aversion to subtitles, but know that I watched the original Japanese versions with the English subtitles turned on. I did spot check in on it here and there, and the dialogue comes close to matching the subtitles, but not quite. As a non-Japanese speaker, I really cannot say which of the two is most accurate. A “Featurette” is included from when it was first released, which is an odd mix of an extended trailer that focuses on each of the actors through clips, and interviews and pieces from the film’s opening (it looks like at a festival, but it could just be a theater and the after-party. It’s in Japanese with subtitles, but that’s no surprise, I am going to surmise. Along with a “Stills Gallery,” and a nice box slip-cover, there are trailers that include a bunch of Unearthed Classic releases, and two different versions of the one for Tokyo Decadence: from Japan and Germany.

I can certainly understand why this is considered a classic: the beautiful way it is shot, its languid style among the brutality, and the story arc, almost like an opera, but I will not be revisiting it, honestly.

IMBD Listing HERE