Bury Me Dead

Sort of a comedy and sort of a drama.

June Lockhart is a dead woman resurrected in "Bury Me Dead," a 1947 B movie also starring Cathy O'Donnell and Hugh Beaumont.

Barbara Carlin (Lockhart) is believed dead from a fire in her stable, but she shows up after her funeral in her attorney's Beaumont) car. Obviously someone else burned in the fire.

Barbara thinks her sister Rusty (O'Donnell) might be the dead woman, but Rusty is home. She makes it clear that she's disappointed to see Barbara alive.

Barbara believes her estranged husband Rod (Mark Daniels) might have tried to kill her. They have a bizarre setup. He actually has a girlfriend, Helen (Sonia Darrin) who works for a prize fighter, George (George Mandley). Barbara is feigning interest in George to keep him away from the naive and vulnerable Rusty.

There are both funny and sinister parts of this film, which can't decide what it is. Despite this, it's entertaining since both the humor and drama are well done. Enjoyable.

B-movie fans are constantly filtering amid the dross in search of hidden gems and eccentric oddities in which verve and creativity peek through the routine cracks of low-budget filmmaking. Here's one really obscure title that fits the bill.

With a great premise reminiscent of DOA, this could have been a stunning noir. Unfortunately, some skeptic decided to play it mainly for laughs, not unlike many B thrillers of the 30's and 40s. Nonetheless, below the surface hides the bizarre interlocking relationships of lust among the characters across class lines, with Cathy O'Donnell's scheming nympho teenager a standout (reminiscent of the Martha Vickers character in the Big Sleep). There's also a more exotic temptress in a smaller role, as well as a muscular deadhead boxer to lure the posh ladies of the cast.

Of course, the giveaway is the presence of John Alton, whose luminous expressionist photography is again highly experimental and at times breathtaking. He combined with director Vorhaus for another hidden gem, The Amazing Dr X (aka the Spiritualist).

A case of mistaken identity over charred, human remains (necklace i.d.) precipitates a declaration of death for a wealthy young woman (Lockhart) who then secretly attends her own funeral, revealing herself to selected people in attendance that include her husband (Daniels), step sister (O'Donnell) & lawyer (Beaumont), all coming under suspicion for trying to hasten Barbara's end. Bernie Vorhaus (B) directs on a screenplay by Karen DeWolf (B) & Dwight Babcock, based on Irene Watson's radio mystery of the same title. Bury offers a rare leading role to June who plays it cool as a cucumber in this nifty little noir, co-star Mark, aka Stan Barton, reminding of popular at the time Den OKeefe, coincidentally to utter in dialogue the title of DO's soon to be released Tony Mann vehicle ("raw deal") but sans the cigarette, Mr Carlin instead tossing back a brandy whenever the noose tightens (gulp). Watch for top billed Cathy O'Donnell as Rusty, Hugh Beaumont of TV's Leave It to Beaver, John Dehner in an early reporter role, the ubiquitous Charles Lane whose characters put the rank in crank & Sonia "Do so!" Darrin as hard luck schemer, Helen. One of the brevity beauties of post-war, Sonia's stunning looks, sharp features & thin frame had her typecast the femme fatale, best remembered as AG Geiger's Agnes Lowzier, aka, the "grapefruit" gal who does battle with bookworm Bogie in Hawks The Big Sleep (46), all of it is captured by the creative camera of John Alton (Raw Deal, American Paris). Movie ratings, like lab values, will look to trends and rest within a range. I call Bury Me Dead a variant of good (2.5/4).

Bury Me Dead is directed by Bernard Vorhaus and adapted to screenplay by Dwight V. Babcock and Karen DeWolf from a radio drama by Irene Winston. It stars June Lockhart, Cathy O'Donnell, Hugh Beaumont, Mark Daniels, Greg McClure and Milton Parsons. Music is by Emil Cadkin and cinematography by John Alton.

Barbara Carlin (Lockhart) surprises everyone by turning up alive and well shortly after she had been buried at funeral! This poses two immediate questions: Who was buried in Barbara's coffin? And who was it who attempted to murder her?

As has been noted by the few writers on line who have written about this film, it's a grand premise that unfortunately isn't exploited to the maximum. This is material that makes us lament that the likes of "Lang", "Siodmak" or "Mann" didn't have this written idea land on their desks. Compact at under 70 minutes, it's a film that, under Bernard Vorhaus' guidance, just doesn't know if to play it as straight or as a straight out murder mystery comedy. Something further enhanced by Cadkin's musical score, which, quite frankly, belongs in an "Abbott and Costello" movie. However, the film rises above average because the script is actually strong and John Alton weaves some magic with his photographic lenses.

Narratively it's a good who done it? The mystery is strong and the reveal is not easy to guess from the off, though in fairness the comedy moments in the flashbacks kind of distract you from any detective work you want to partake in. But coupled with some sharp lines given to Lockhart, who delivers them with a scorpion like sting, it proves to be well written stuff. Yet without doubt it's Alton's work that makes this well worth viewing, whenever the film gets indoors the film takes on another dimension. Alton creates stark images at every turn, angled shadows everywhere, the whites ghostly and the darks deathly black. The last 15 minutes of the film are played out on this atmospheric stage and it's everything that an Alton fan could want. Even if it ultimately is work that deserves a far, far better film. 6/10

Little-known Poverty Row noir which is fairly complex and interesting, but unbalanced by its humor. The best things about it are the cinematography (courtesy of the legendary John Alton) and the participation of the two female leads: June Lockhart (her role is not too dissimilar from that of SHE-WOLF OF London [1946] – she was on the point of being driven mad in the latter film, while here she's the object of murder, and the reason for both is her inheritance) and Cathy O'Donnell (actually top-billed but her role is subsidiary to Lockhart's – from what little I've read about it, her character has been played up as a femme fatale but she's really just a mixed-up kid, recalling the Martha Vickers of THE BIG SLEEP [1946]). Having mentioned THE BIG SLEEP, Sonia Darrin (who played the sharp-tongued bookstore clerk with whom private detective Elisha Cook Jr. was enamored) appears in BURY ME DEAD as an ill-fated schemer.

On the other hand, the male lead (Hugh Beaumont) is pretty bland – despite being deceived, beaten up and accused of murder, he keeps an incongruous jovial countenance throughout! Nonetheless, the suspense sequences towards the end are moderately well-handled (though the patronizing, thick-headed police inspector character is decidedly overbearing).

With regards to the renamed TV version, it runs a mere 27 minutes against the original 68: whole subplots are omitted, as well as most of the flashback sequences; consequently, it makes little sense – and, really, is only worth watching once for the sake of curiosity. Unfortunately, the print on the VCI DVD left a lot to be desired (the company's output over the years, while undeniably earnest, has also been alarmingly sloppy!): the audio was especially problematic with the presence of excessive pops and crackles (ironically, these didn't plague the Condensed Version as much) and, most bafflingly, a complete audio drop-out for a few seconds of dialogue!!