Director: Ernest Morris
Year: 1960
Rating: 6.0
If only Edgar Allan Poe had lived another 100 years
he would have been a wealthy man. The film and TV versions of his work is
in the hundreds and then of course the book sales. Many of the film adaptations
are in reality imaginative re-creations from short stories, a title or a
few lines of poetry in a book. Simply being marketed as based on Edgar Allan
Poe was enough at one time to sell tickets. But instead of becoming wealthy,
he died at 40 rather impoverished and possibly mad - an alcoholic for sure
who had trouble keeping a job because of it. He also married his 13-year
old cousin which seems wrong on so many levels. He and Jerry Lee Lewis. Little
known during his lifetime except for The Raven and his work as a literary
critic. But in those few years the man helped develop the detective novel,
the horror short story and sci-fi literature. Kind of amazing really. Today
it is mainly for his short horror stories and a few poems that he is remembered.
And the movies of course.
This is one of my favorite short stories - The Tell-Tale Heart. It is narrated
by a man going insane with first an escalating need to kill his uncle, bury
him beneath the floor boards and then be overwhelmed with guilt and madness.
It is incredibly intense and pulls you into his quickly deteriorating mind.
It has been told in film form a bunch of times. In fact, a version of it
was the directorial debut of Jules Dassin. Perhaps even more peculiar is
that it was not among the many Poe influenced films from Roger Corman in
the 1960's. Perhaps it was too close to this film in timing.
This is a British production - black and white and immersed in claustrophobic
sets, shadows and emotions. I know none of the actors but they are very good
(as we have come to expect in British films) especially from the protagonist.
Still taking a short story and expanding it to a full-length film (78 minutes)
means changes have to be made. And they are but the madness is kept firmly
in tact.
Edgar (Laurence Payne) is a bit off - a social misfit unable to relate to
women but with high standing in the community as the head librarian. His
only has the one friend Carl (Dermot Walsh) who is a ladies man but has a
fondness for Edgar. Across the street a young woman (Adrienne Corri) moves
in and there seems to be a problem in closing the curtains when she undresses
at night to get ready for bed. Edgar watches. He makes a play for her and
his courtship seems to be going ok until Carl shows up and she all but jumps
on his lap to give him a dance. Edgar misses these visual and verbal cues
but not all and murder is in the cards. But the water won't stop dripping,
the clock won't stop ticking and the heart won't stop beating, beating, beating.
Louder and louder.