Catacombs

Gary Merrill plays the husband of a rich dame (Georgina Cookson), who apparently keeps him around for hot sex. She can also put herself into trances, which is probably how she gets through the sex with Merrill. Cookson's gorgeous niece (Jane Merrow) shows up, and Merrill decides he wants to get it on with her. Merrill and his business partner cook up a scheme to off Cookson. After Merrill does the deed, he buries his wife in the pottery shed. Then they hire an actress to impersonate Cookson, so everyone else will think she went to Italy. Then the actress is offed as well. With Merrill and Merrow alone in his dead wife's house, strange events start occurring. Is it Cookson, back from the dead? Is she not really dead? Is someone playing a trick?

The film works, despite the weird casting. It would have worked better with someone younger (and better looking) than Merrill. No one on the planet should believe a babe like Jane Merrow would go for this guy. He is in serious need of some eyebrow trimming, which would at least diminish his Cro-Magnon looks. And Cookson looks like John "One Step Beyond" Newland in a dress and wig. Merrow is worth watching, of course.

Great script, brilliant casting, fine direction and excellent black and white camera-work make The Woman Who Wouldn't Die (aka Catacombs) one of the most compelling low-budget thrillers of the 1960s. It received only a limited release back in 1965, when I first saw it (three or four times). And though I've kept my eyes peeled ever since, I've never encountered it on TV.

So I was very happy to finally find it on DVD (excellent HD print) -- and it is as gripping as ever.

Jane Merrow has the ingenue role and she was never as alluring. Georgina Cookson is truly terrific as her domineering rich aunt. The two main men in this story, Gary Merrill and Neil McCallum, are just perfect .

Will not give away ANY of the plot here and adamantly advise you not to read any synopses. But believe me, if you enjoy old-time low-budget thrillers in the William Castle or Roy William Neill vein, you shouldn't miss this one. A treat from start to finish.

The debut feature of underrated director Gordon Hessler ("The Oblong Box", "Cry of the Banshee") is a sadly obscure but effectively sinister and compelling horror/mystery, with stellar performances, stupendous fright-moments, and an ingenious climax. The basic plot-idea is clearly inspired by the French über-classic "Les Diaboliques", but approximately three hundred movies stole from that film, so you can't really hold that against "Catacombs". Trampled husband wants to get rid of his domineering wife, so that he can inherit her fortune and run off with her much younger and prettier niece. He finds an ally in his wife Ellen's oppressed business partner, but nothing goes as planned. I won't go too much into detail of the plot, as it is much more fun to discover for yourself, but I do want to highlight the masterfully tense sequences at the cottage (never thought the sound of a ticking cane could feel so ominous), and the chemistry between Gary Merrill and Georgine Cookson. "Catacombs" really deserves to be better known!

Ellen (Georgina Cookson) is the shrewd and shrewish millionaire businesswoman, her husband Raymond (Gary Merrill), from whom she demands frequent sex, is a kept man, and she appears to have occult power, able to read minds, which keeps the larcenous-minded Dick in check, and has command of her own physical frailty - she walks with a stick - and can put herself in a trance to overcome occasional pain from her injured hip.

But when Raymond falls for Ellen's niece Alice (Jane Merrow), an artist returned from a year in Paris, he and Dick concoct a murderous plan. First he hires an actress to impersonate Ellen, known to go off to Italy on her own for spa treatments and with a knack for reckless driving, and then strangles Ellen, and allows Alice, at a distance from an airport viewing terrace, to see her "aunt", complete with walking stick, climbing up the steps of a plane. Faked cables and postcards arrive from Italy purportedly showing Ellen enjoying herself, even visiting the famous catacombs. In Italy Dick fakes a car accident to kill the actress.

And Raymond's plan to live happily ever after with Alice is marred by several creepy incidents, knocking, tapping, door handles turning, shadows, a depression the shape of a body in a bed, cigarettes smoking in ashtrays, lights going on and off, which indicate to the already nervous Raymond and the visibly frightened Alice that Ellen may not be dead after all.

Catacombs is a rather neatly made thriller with supernatural undertones that is quite gripping and benefits largely from the performances. Georgina Cookson steals the show as the imperious businesswoman, with everyone cowering under her glare, Gary Merrill looks suitably tired of her and is quite charming enough in the first half and Jane Merrow does well. She's so naturally pretty and charming. There's some fine twists along the way, though I did predict some of them. It ended with the last twist - this film is a fine example of a well-crafted thriller. Pity it's not well known.

... or so some insurance commercial says. And this great little forgotten British film is exhibit A. Ellen Garth is a thin fiftyish woman of extreme wealth and business acumen. Georgina Cookson plays her and gives her character the eery look of a cross between a mannequin and a female impersonator. Ellen is very wealthy, and her bad decision is to think that money can buy her anything - love in the case of her younger husband Raymond (Gary Merrill) and loyalty in the case of her employee Richard (Neil McCallum), on whom she has evidence of an attempted embezzlement. What it is really buying her is duty sex from Raymond and indentured servitude from her employee. And they commiserate when alone as to how much they'd love to be rid of her. Now Raymond can take being a kept man and boy toy until Ellen's beautiful niece, Alice (Jane Merrow) arrives for a visit all grown up. Suddenly Raymond realizes what he's been missing out on. Or to put it bluntly... boing!!.

When the niece reciprocates Raymond's affection, suddenly it is homicide blueprint time between Raymond and Richard. They plan to murder Ellen in England, have an actress impersonate Ellen in Italy - she had planned a trip there without Raymond - and then murder the actress and make it look like Ellen's tendency to speed finally got the best of her when she dies in a fiery crash in the Italian hills. There are a few kinks in the plan, but it basically looks like it has worked out EXCEPT...Raymond must live in the cottage where he killed his wife for the rest of his life or forfeit his inheritance. And suddenly there are bumps in the night that make it appear Raymond's wife is still alive.

Now why would Raymond think this? Ellen was the follower of some unnamed Eastern religion that believed in coming back from the dead and plus she had the ability when living to put herself in a trance whenever her unspecified hip injury got to be too painful. Was she just in a trance when Raymond thought he killed her? Is somebody trying to run Raymond out of the cottage so he forfeits his inheritance? Something else entirely? Watch and find out.

This is a low budget film as so many British films were for the first twenty years after WWII, but it scares the audience very effectively with what they do not see and what they don't know. I highly recommend this little thriller.