The Ballad of Tam Lin

One should be a fan of British cinema, retro pop culture, fantasy/folklore, and personal auteur-ship for maximum enjoyment of this likable but format-challenged film from the late 1960's/early 70's. I sure am, and as such quite savored this cinematic retelling of the Tam Lin ballad.

It's sufficiently enjoyable that I immediately transferred the VHS tape to DVD for future viewings. One suspects it had been slated for same, what with its 17 minute director's introduction, but remained lost in the ether of Republic Pictures' post-demise assorted distribution deals. One further suspects that its release under of aegis of an Ava Gardner tribute series was the ticket for its seeing light of day at all post theatrical debut. It's been written that Roddy McDowell lost control of this, his only directed film, with it subsequently languishing in drive-ins of the 1970's under such noms-du-exploitation as "The Devil's Widow!" As McDowell's sole direction job, this is a movie one ever so wants to be as good as Charles Laughton's similar solo effort "Night of the Hunter," which it isn't and cannot be, as few films can match "Hunter's" expert, mannerist weirdness. McDowell's is a B+ to Laughton's A+. What is it does share is the quirkiness of a singular vision, seeming unlike anything else of its respective era while still conforming to mainstream requisites, and the retelling of a dreamy but occasionally frightening fairy tale in modern clothes, with assorted decidedly odd touches. A true loss to cinema that both actors never directed another film.

Simply put, it's the ballad of Tam Lin (its original title in fact) retold with late '60's characters, and peopled with a cast of still working, familiar British names like Ian McShane (representing the titular captured knight Tam Lin,) Joanna Lumley and Stephanie Beacham (the Hammer horror ingénue, here as the ballad's Janet) with both Cyril and Sinead Cusack in tow. Gardner as the controlling "Faerie Queen" seems an apt focus of the swirling debaucheries and cruelties rationalized as group activity fun. This, strangely, isn't so much part of the fantasy as modern viewers might conclude: some of us who were adolescents in the '60's remember the genuine, wealthy older types lending their mansions to us young'uns in order to share in the decadent fun, whether vicariously or actively.

In "Tam Lin" you'll find a little seen but quite good updated fairy story, plus amusing music from jazz to the Pentangle, great costuming, retro period fun, gorgeous Scottish border scenery and an always great to watch cast. Time for whoever owns Republic's split assets this week to fund that DVD release.

It's an enticing premise. The filming locations are gorgeous, and the production design and art direction are lovely. The costume design, and hair and makeup, are quite fetching. Billy Williams' cinematography is outstanding; all the music in the film is charming and easy on the ears, and the subtle ways that the primary song varies over time is unexpectedly smart. All this is well and good. On the other hand, William Spier's script is filled too much with blithe rubbish of too little actual substance - pretty much the whole first half - and dialogue that often ranges from peculiar to dubious. Between Roddy McDowell's direction and John Victor-Smith's editing, I don't know which inspires greater skepticism. I assume it's owing to McDowell's direction that the acting similarly inspires a quizzical "What," but whatever the case may be, I routinely found myself asking what the cast is doing in a moment, and wondering if this isn't the worst thing they've ever done. Only occasionally does it seem like a performance is striking an appropriate chord.

'Tam Lin' does, in fact, fit within the category of "folk horror." The concept is derived from a folk tale, and brushes against earnest ideas of horror; the supremely understated tenor of the film is in keeping not just with modern folk horror like 'Midsommar' or 'Lamb,' but 1973's 'The wicker man,' which pointedly turns the wider genre on its head and initially presents with a peaceful, congenial facade. Once the feature arrives at the real thrust of the narrative we can see what terrific intelligence Spier put into his screenplay after all. The problem is that it takes an unusually long time to feel like the movie is starting to do anything more than spin its wheels, and all the while and even in the latter half, plot development is too often weak and questionable. This is extraordinarily bad at communicating its ideas.

I should note that it took me two attempts to watch this; in the first instance, I fell asleep in the first half and didn't see the purpose in continuing. Now that I've made the point of watching in full, I'm pleased to say that McDowell's lone directorial effort is kind of enjoyable after all. I see its value, most surely, and at length it deserves its genre labels. The fact remains that this is a title that makes viewers work for their entertainment - partly because it's awkwardly languid in its storytelling, even at its climax, and honestly longer than it should have been; partly because the construction is too often meager and unconvincing. Is it Spier's fault? Is it McDowell's? I'm not sure. Ultimately I can say that I do like 'Tam Lin,' much more than I expected to, and I think it's worth watching. For all its deficiencies, however, it's a picture that's surely recommendable only to the most patient and open-minded of viewers. This is the opposite of instant gratification, and while it does show its strength at long last, I can't for one moment blame those who try to earnestly engage with this film and can't bear it. Do watch this movie, but watch with recognition of how, exactly, it's constructed.

I stopped this film 20 minutes in to look up the Scottish ballad the film was based on, "Ballad of Tam Lin", so I could make sense out of the film. Wikipedia has a thorough article on the song and the lyrics. Everything made much more sense after reading the article.

That said, this was one of Ava Gardner's few supernatural films, and was Roddy McDowell's only directorial effort. The screenplay sticks fairly close to the song's plot, with a look at "Swinging London" mod clothes, late 60's slang , and a so-so song overlaying all as an attempt at "relevance". Listen for the bits of ballad sung through the film .

Gardner gave an outstanding performance as the coven leader; the film lets the viewer decide if other fairy tale terms are applicable. Ian McShane is good as the Favored One, and Stephanie Beacham is good as his Human love.

AIP gave the film only a limited release. The misunderstanding arises from the fact that AIP promoted it as a horror film rather than as a poetic romance even reediting the film and retitiling it "The Devil's Widow" from the original "Ballad of Tam Lin" to try and achieve this effect. As a result, no one was happy, and the film sank without a trace, predictably losing money.

McDowell didn't direct another film, which is a real shame, because this one has startling photography, the music is interwoven to maximum effect, and McDowell did well by the actors.

This is one of Ava Gardner's least-seen, most underrated films. My opinion is that if you feel lost in the beginning, stay with the film anyways as it improves as it goes on.

The reputation of this one rests largely on the fact that it was the sole directorial effort of former child actor McDowall; for fantasy buffs, he had just appeared as Cornelius in PLANET OF THE APES (1968) and would feature in 4 of the movie sequels and even the spin-off TV series – indeed, he only missed out on BENEATH THE PLANET OF THE APES (1970) because he was involved in making the film under review; his other genre efforts include IT! (1967), THE LEGEND OF HELL HOUSE (1973) and the two FRIGHT NIGHT pictures from the latter half of the 1980s.

Inspired by a Robert Burns poem, TAM-LIN (as it is better-known – another alternate title is the terminally silly THE DEVIL'S WIDOW!) deals with a Succubus-like wealthy woman called "Mickey" (played by Ava Gardner in pretty much her last leading role, which she naturally gives it her all and, even at 48, looks ravishing, apart from being decked-out in expensive clothes) who, as a means of preserving her own vitality surrounds herself by myriad youths in her vast country estate (this being the "Age Of Aquarius" these are hip, uninhibited – indulge in all sorts of charades to while away the time, including a fortune-telling bid which suddenly turns scary – but also aimless types, so that whenever she decides to let one of them go, they invariably plead with her to remain).

Occasionally, she even chooses a young man among them as her lover but holds the reins tightly on him, as if forever conscious of the volatile nature of the relationship; tending her affairs is waspish Richard Wattis (usually seen in comedies but perfectly cast here, especially effective when he provides details to Gardner's current partner about his predecessors' tragic deaths, subtly alluding to his own fate were he to break free of his mistress' clutches!). The latter (named Tom Lynn!) is played by Ian McShane and, needless to say, he falls for an outsider before long – minister Cyril Cusack's daughter Stephanie Beacham; though Gardner does not mind his attentions towards the latter initially – she is even protective of the girl when the latter pays them a visit and is taunted by the others (these include Cusack's real-life daughter Sinead, future film director Bruce Robinson, as well as Hammer starlets Joanna Lumley and Madeleine Smith, who demonstrates her immaturity by yearning for a puppy though she still gets to utter a line that perfectly encapsulates the predominant liberalism of the era, "I'll swallow anything as long as it's illegal"!) – but when things get serious, and Beacham becomes pregnant, she takes a different attitude altogether.

Consequently, Mickey becomes bored with her 'guests' and has them replaced – keeping only one young man who had most actively pursued McShane for his 'betrayal' – only these seem to be most receptive to her 'evil' nature. They kidnap the hero (just as he is about to elope with Beacham, whom he had even dissuaded from aborting her child), who is then let loose to literally be chased through the swamps; however, he has been drugged and he hallucinates himself at the center of a number of terrible predicaments: he is turned into a living teddy-bear(!), attacked by a giant snake and even engulfed in flames (unfortunately, the otherwise quite satisfactory widescreen VHS source is exceedingly dark during this sequence, so that one has to make an effort to discern just what is going on…though I wonder whether it was intentionally mystifying – again, shot by Billy Williams!). Anyway, with Beacham by his side, he manages to overcome these 'punishments', so that Gardner has no alternative but to give up and seek her 'life-affirming' kind of thrills elsewhere, with Wattis and the afore-mentioned hanger-on (who has effectively become McShane's replacement) in tow.

The pictorial Scottish setting and evocative folk score (by Stanley Myers and the group Pentangle – coincidentally, former band member Bert Jansch would pass away the very day after this viewing!) anticipate THE WICKER MAN (1973; whose co-star Diane Cilento, eerily enough, I have just learned died yesterday!); similarly, the depiction of a romantic idyll through a series of freeze-frames (a tell-tale sign of McDowall's passion for photography) look forward to the bloody murder set-piece in the recently-viewed WELCOME TO ARROW BEACH – released 4 years later and, as it happens, a film made by another actor-turned-director i.e. Laurence Harvey. By the way, THE BALLAD OF TAM LIN was originally released in the U.S. via a reportedly much-altered version that stressed the horror elements; this came to be because the company that financed it, Commonwealth, folded around this same time and the picture was subsequently bought and distributed by AIP! In the 1990s (the days of VHS and shortly before McDowall's death), the film was restored more or less to its original form by none other than Martin Scorsese – but, being currently unavailable on any official digital format, it remains an elusive beast...

The story of Tam Lin is as old as the hills... and the folk song it's taken from. Immeasurably wealthy mature lady fills her days with the young and carefree. Their attitudes sustain her lifestyle and keep her feeling young. Until she falls in love with and becomes infatuated with one of the young men in her entourage. Now, her age wheedles its way into her mind and thoughts, how can this young man love this old decrepit woman?

Slowly a wedge is driven between them. Unfortunately for her, the man finds a fresh love for his affections and impregnates her. Sick with rage and twisted with jealous love, the woman vows to take her murderous revenge on the man.

This is an excellent story and the writer, William Spier, did well converting the Scottish folk song. He structures most of the tale around the love story. It's not until we've passed halfway that the story takes a darker turn. It would have been nice to have a few darker elements throughout the tale, just to add a slight unease and interest. Above all, this woman's an alleged witch. Spier largely overlooks this element of the song. Instead of bewitching the man with a spell, it's the cash status that holds her followers close to her. For me, it was a missed opportunity to improve the story.

One of the key reasons I sought this film was Roddy McDowell directing. Whenever I see his name listed in any movie credits, I have to take a peek. I've always loved him as an actor, especially in the "Ape" movies and "The Legend of Hell House". So, is his directing up to scratch with his acting?

No.

That's not to say he's a bad director. Far from it. I enjoyed this film, and McDowell shows he's not afraid to take risks. He has a brilliant eye for composition and when you see how he frames the castle, you'll want to move in. However, he tries a risky stills sequence between Tom Lynn (Ian McShane) and Janet Ashley (Stephanie Beacham). He uses this method to show and reflect the couples feelings and reactions between one another on this fateful meeting. It works to a certain degree. Regrettably, this composition suffers from too many unchanging stills of both McShane and Beacham. This dilutes the power of the sequence and diminishes the viewers' attention. Neither is good for a film.

There are only a handful of similar sections, so it's not too disastrous. McDowell at least shows initiative and imagination, which is always a wonderful thing. I wish more filmmakers possessed this trait. It would greatly improve some of the dross being churned out.

More variations in tempo would be nice. McDowell strolls the telling of the tale onto film. A few scenes would benefit from a faster pace to add excitement and tension. Some required a slower speed to build up anxiety and the expectancy of "what'll happen next(?)"

The cast is superb and full of well-known names and faces. Still, a lot of them are under-used: Richard Wattis' character, Elroy, needed more meat on his bones; as did Cyril Cusack's Vicar Julian Ainsley; Joanna Lumley as Georgia only has a couple of lines; Madeline Smith as Sue gets to say a few more words; and poor Jenny Hanley stays silent as Caroline.

McShane and Beacham are okay in their performances. They're nothing special and their characters often appear wan and insubstantial. However, like the actors and actresses above, these personas required fattening up. McShane and Beacham aren't at fault here. The writer needed to enhance the core elements of their personas and relationship better. Even McDowell could have developed them a little more through his direction.

"Tam Lynn" belongs to Ava Gardner. She's marvellous as the resentful Michaela Cazaret. and exudes desire and vitality in every scene. Cazaret's extreme wealth makes it easy for her to buy anything her appetite requires - even love and devotion. This woman owns everything and everyone in her presence. Gardner portrays this woman's insatiable cravings excellently. She uses every nuance to strengthen her character's persona. You can even see Cazaret's venom bubbling under her skin; waiting for some poor sod to cross her. You don't want to upset Cazaret.

This is a well filmed and told story that I would recommend to anybody who likes drama over their tales of the supernatural. The horror elements are there, just... look hard and you may find them. "Tam Lin" is worth one watch at least. It's not a bad way to waste an hour and a half...

... Oh, and I need to point out the soundtrack by Pentangle. It is awesomely cool. And is well worth a listen, in itself, especially if you like soul.

Ratings: Story 1 : Direction 1.25 : Pace 1 : Acting 1.5 : Enjoyment 1.25 Total 6 out of 10

Sprint on over to my Dramatisation Of Life and Absolute Horror and Killer Thriller Chiller lists to see where this witch landed her broomstick in my ratings.

Take Care and Stay Well.