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THE DUNWICH HORROR
A dumber-than-average H.P. Lovecraft adaptation from 1970, courtesy of the ever-exploiting American International Pictures, who naturally attempted to juice up Lovecraft’s writing with late sixties psychadelia and gratuitous sex appeal. The results are every bit as nonsensical as you might imagine, although those with a yearning to see the infamously virginal sixties starlet Sandra Dee tied to a sacrificial altar (and wearing an extremely skimpy outfit) will not be disappointed!
The Package
“The Dunwich Horror”, originally published in WEIRD TALES magazine,
represents prime H.P. Lovecraft, shot through with otherworldly ambiguity and a
sense of cosmic fear, not to mention one of Lovecraft’s patented
“It’s-so-horrible-I-can’t-describe-it” descriptions (from the text: “The
thing itself, however, crowded out all other images at the time. It would be
trite and not wholly inaccurate to say that no human pen could describe it…”).
It’s the tale of a strange young man looking to loose the “Old Ones” upon our
world via the fabled tome Necronomicon. The story is part of the
“Cthulhu Mythos” cycle, which remains Lovecraft’s most famous creation.
Such things clearly didn’t matter to James H. Nicholson and Samuel Z.
Arkoff, the heads of American International Pictures, or their then-protégée
Roger Corman, who executive produced THE DUNWICH HORROR. Somehow it took three
credited screenwriters to come up with the paltry script (including a young
Curtis Hanson, who’d go on make L.A. CONFIDENTIAL and 8 MILE), which introduces
a sexual angle that would doubtless have enraged the famously puritanical
Lovecraft, not to mention several cost cutting measures that detract
immeasurably from the scope of the piece (the monstrosity of the title that in
the story lived in a barn and devoured cattle was reduced to what looks like a
man-sized octopus) and quite a few blatant lifts from the decidedly unLovecraftian--though
extremely profitable--ROSEMARY’S BABY. Being the unrepentant sleazemeisters
they were, AIP’s proprietors would never let things like fidelity or coherence
stop them from exploiting a previous success!
The Story
Wilbur Whateley is a mysterious young man who, in the manner of his shadowy
ancestors, spends his days pursuing dark secrets through black magic. As the
film opens he’s prowling a library in search of the fabled Necronomicon,
a.k.a. “The Book of the Dead,” a fabulously rare volume that is kept under lock
and key. Wilbur manages to convince Nancy, a naïve young college student
working in the library, to let him peruse the book. That same day Wilbur makes
the acquaintance of Dr. Armitage, who also knows something about the black arts
described in the pages of the Necronomicon.
Nancy unwisely allows Wilbur to take her back to the opulent seaside
mansion where he lives, and, even more unwisely, enters into a relationship with
this weirdo, who, it turns out, is looking for a sacrificial victim to commune
with the “Old Ones” he plans to call back to reclaim their dominion over the
Earth. First, however, he releases his mutant twin brother from a hideaway in
the mansion, who embarks on a rampage of wholesale destruction. Armitage
luckily gets wise to Wilbur’s dastardly machinations and sicks the cops on him;
they manage to catch Wilbur just as he’s about to off Nancy at his sacrificial
altar atop a high cliff, and send him sailing over the edge onto the rocks
below. However, they don’t count on the fact that Nancy may be pregnant with
Wilbur’s baby…
The Direction
The helming by Daniel Haller (who previously directed another Lovecraft
adaptation, 1965’s DIE MONSTER DIE, which was even worse than this one) has
little to distinguish it outside some unusually fluid camerawork (in keeping
with executive producer Roger Corman’s oft-repeated mantra to always keep the
camera moving) and ridiculous psychedelic interludes that were obligatory in low
budget fare of the time. These include a number of “trippy” dream sequences and
infrared POV shots of Wilbur’s monstrous sibling--the filmmakers evidently
lacked the funds to actually show the creature rampaging through the
countryside.
Acting wise Sandra Dee makes little impression outside her almost-nude
scenes (which apparently required the use of two soundstages, one for the scenes
in question and the other for miscellaneous cast and crew members), but Dean
Stockwell, in the lead role, deserves credit for managing to keep a straight
face throughout--something I’ll confess I had trouble doing!
Vital Statistics
THE DUNWICH HORROR
American International Pictures
Director: Daniel Haller
Producers: James H. Nicholson, Samuel Z. Arkoff
Screenplay: Curtis Lee Hanson, Henry Rosenbaum, Ronald Silkosk
(Based on a story by H.P. Lovecraft)
Cinematography: Richard C. Glouner
Editing: Christopher Holmes
Cast: Sandra Dee, Dean Stockwell, Ed Begley, Lloyd Bochner, Donna Baccula,
Joanne Moore Jordan, Sam Jaffe, Talia Coppola, Michael Fox, Jason Wingreen,
Barboura Morris, Beach Dickerson, Michael Haynes, Toby Russ, Jack Pierce