La ballata della morte

Worth a watch if you enjoy the low-budget, B-grade horror of the '60's. No masterpiece, but Karloff is always a treat and the sets are suitably atmospheric. The acting will win no prizes but was ok. All in all, I found the movie watchable - and that's good enough for this genre.

I've now seen three out of the four Mexican horror movies that that Boris Karloff appeared in (just The Incredible Invasion to go), and of those, Fear Chamber is the worst. But House of Evil comes close.

Karloff plays Matthias Morteval, who summons his relatives to his 'old, dark' home to reveal the contents of his will. After Morteval finally dies, his guests are killed one by one by the old man's mechanical toys. Police inspector Charles Beasler (Andrés García), boyfriend of heiress Lucy Durant (Julissa), comes to suspect that his current case is somehow connected to Morteval and his family.

What a total mess of a movie. Karloff is fine, but the script and direction are all over the place, while the mechanical toys are ridiculous. To make matters worse, much of the action is accompanied by horribly intrusive discordant organ music that really grates on the nerves.

After lots of dull nonsense, very little of which makes sense, it is revealed that Morteval is still alive and has been orchestrating the murders.

2/10. For Karloff completists only.

Felt mine was while watching this...but it seems that is the reason for insanity running in the family in this film. Not that makes a lot of sense anyway, as others have mentioned, this was one of Karloff's last films and it's only his screen presence that lends it any credibility at all. It's sad that all of the great legends of the horror films in the sound era were eventually reduced to starring in low grade rubbish like this. Marginally, Boris did get off slightly better than poor old Bela Lugosi but not by much.

Boris does his best and give him credit for trying to hold this mess together. The strident background music doesn't help and distracts from any lucid moment. Apart from Boris, the rest of the Mexican cast are dubbed into some strange, clipped, English monotone that is reminiscent of the type used in porn films of the late seventies.

At a guess I think it's Edgar Allen Poe's 'House of Usher' that this is taken from but you'd be hard pressed to find a great deal of Poe in the finished article.

Still, there are far better films out there with Boris Karloff at his best, search them out and give this a wide berth, unless you want the curse of the 'shrinking brain' too!

Julissa plays Lucy Durant, a young woman who travels with her fiancee Charles Beasler (Andres Garcia) to visit ancient relative Matthias Morteval (Boris Karloff), in what is a pretty standard period horror. It involves a reading of the will, the typical greedy heirs, and people regularly getting bumped off. The killings are somewhat amusing, because the manufacture of death-dispensing "toys" has been a family pastime for ages.

This was one of four Mexican-American horror films headlined by Karloff that represented the legendary genre actors' last work in movies. It's obviously very low budget, and as a result is very crude. It's also seriously under-lit. It's talky and slowly paced, but its plot is apparently more coherent than those in the other three films in this series. There's mild use of gore, some sexy ladies (Beatriz Baz plays Cordelia, another of those potential heirs), a certain seedy atmosphere, and so-so music composed by Enrico C. Cabiati and Alicia Urreta.

The cast is nondescript performance-wise (that includes the people doing the dubbed-in American voices), although it must be said that Quintin Bulnes (as the dubious Dr. Horvath) and Manuel Alvarado (as the portly Morgenstern Morteval) have great character faces that wouldn't have been out of place in a Universal horror feature of the 30s and 40s.

The real saving grace is Karloff, who's wonderful as always. While it will be dispiriting to his fans to see him reduced to appearing in such schlock, he makes this more entertaining than it has any right to be.

While ultimately underwhelming, "House of Evil" / "Dance of Death" does have that irresistible "late show" quality that always appeals to this viewer.

Five out of 10.

House of Evil has just one thing going for it, Boris Karloff. One of those actors who always gave his all regardless of the film and material, Karloff's performance is sprightly and dignified, never less than convincing. Unfortunately it is one such performance that deserved a much better film. Nothing else works and any other Karloff film yet to be seen by me has to be really, really bad to be worse than House of Evil. The film is pure tack visually, the sets don't convince at all in Gothic atmosphere and the photography is just slipshod. The dialogue is wretched, a lot of it is ridiculous and senseless and everybody visibly looks awkward saying it. Don't look for a coherent story either, it's instead incredibly dull(not helped by that some scenes are too talky), devoid of thrills, suspense or creepiness and has unintentional humour, mainly because of how bad the dialogue is and how cheesy the deaths are. Let's not forget the music either, shrill, strident and far too obvious, when something sinister or deadly happens the music is annoying and very repetitive too. Last but not least the acting, with the sole exception of Karloff it is very amateurish. In particular Quintin Bulnes seems to be impersonating Peter Lorre, and does so terribly. Julissa is ravishingly beautiful but doesn't have the acting skills to match. All in all, a truly inept film all round apart from Karloff. 2/10 Bethany Cox