I’m ashamed to admit that before tonight I’d never
seen Robert Wise’s “The Haunting.” Released
in 1963, this genuinely creepy haunted house film brings its four main
characters to Hill House as part of an experiment by Dr. Markway, an
anthropologist seeking evidence of the supernatural. Hill House was built by Hugh Crain, a misanthrope
who wanted to isolate himself and his family from the rest of the world, and
over the years, the inhabitants of the house have died mysterious deaths,
starting with Crain’s first wife, who died in a carriage accident as she
approached the house for the first time.
Dr. Markway invites guests who have had prior encounters with the
supernatural to spend a weekend with him in Hill House and document their
experiences.
Free of gore and violent death, “The Haunting” is brutal in more subtle ways. Hill House targets the character Nell with most of its horrors. Poor Nell has recently lost her mother, and her weekend in the house is her first getaway in years, so she views her stay as a true vacation despite the fact that she has to endure bumps (and loud bangs) in the night, spooky laughter and voices, bad smells, writing on the wall demanding that she return home, and a throbbing door. Even when it’s clear to everyone that the house is after her, Nell refuses to leave.
I’m rarely one to criticize a horror movie for gratuitous violence, but it’s still a nice change to see one that relies on atmosphere instead. It's even better when accompanied by two bowls of Booberry.
I loved this movie when I was a kid!
ReplyDeleteYou were a tougher kid than I was.
ReplyDeleteI still scream like a kid!
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