The Gorgon (1965)

Absolutely Fantastic

I cannot think of one single thing that I would change about this film. The acting is incomparable, the directing deft, and the writing poignantly brilliant.

The acting in this movie is really good.

The film may be flawed, but its message is not.

Atmospheric and slow moving, this movie may not be for everyone, but if you're in the mood for a solid Hammer horror about people turning to stone, then check it out. Peter Cushing and Christopher Lee are their usual solid selves and the mood of dread permeates everything. Sure it has an obvious "set" look, but that only adds to the etherealness of it all. Track it down if you like classic horror.

From the opening credits, this could only ever be a Hammer film. James Bernard's trademark scores, a matte paining of a castle in the distance (which makes a very effective screensaver), a young girl in distress and Peter Cushing tinkering in an ornate laboratory: formulaic such an intro may be, but it produces an instant warm glow in retrospect – which is probably the polar opposite of the effect hoped for back in 1964.Wheeling in a fresh corpse, Nurse Hoffman (Barbara Shelley) is somewhat alarmed when the hand that falls from the stretcher breaks in half, as if it is made of stone. Pretty soon, the dead girl's bohemian fiancé has hung himself, revealed in close-up. The warm glow becomes distinctly frosty.So too, are the characters we meet in this production. On seeing the Medusa, or more specifically her glare, characters become aged. That is, they appear to be sprinkled with talcum powder in a cheap looking effect that is never convincing. Christopher Lee's Professor Karl Meister comes already doused in talc, to lend maturity to such a man of learning, pompous and aloof. Even the avuncular Cushing is starchy in this. Only Richard Pasco succeeds in injecting some naturalism into his role, the almost-hero Paul Heitz. We cry out for a Michael Ripper or a Miles Malleson cameo to lighten up the mood.Whilst professional and polished, the production is somewhat perfunctory, and there is a damning coolness to the sporadic 'scares' – whereas in reality, only the finale, with Barbara Shelley's transformation into the deadly Megaera, succeeds in providing any shivers, and the less than stellar realisation of the creature – complete with adorable plastic snakes - ensures that even the climactic scares are pretty bloodless (which, considering Hammer caused a sensation in the late 1950s with its blood red horror that in turn both repulsed and fascinated audiences, is disappointing). Like 'Curse of the Werewolf (1960)', the thrills are strictly confined to the last ten minutes, which is asking too much of this particular audience member.

I'm no Hammer Films maven by any means, so of the few I've seen I've generally been taken aback by the film makers' rather generous use of bold, bright colors. 1957's "The Curse of Frankenstein" is a case in point. When I began watching this picture it seemed that perhaps I had been generalizing this idea too much, but then all of a sudden, right in the middle of Dr. Namaroff's lab was this big, bright red couch! What was that all about?Well here's a tale of the Gorgon, a mysterious and deadly creature, the sight of which can turn the unsuspecting viewer to stone. With seven such deaths in the village of Vandorf over the past five years, it was rather intriguing to me why the villagers weren't the least bit curious to figure out what might have been going on. When the judge declared the deaths of Bruno Heitz and his fiancée a murder and suicide, the factual evidence that her body turned to stone never even came up! It's too bad the film's most likable character turned out to be the person possessed by the spirit of Maguera the Gorgon. Carla Hoffman (Barbara Shelley) was a genuinely sympathetic individual who didn't seem to have any idea that moon filled nights turned her into a monster. One would suspect that this would lead to a rocky relationship with the newly arrived brother Paul Heitz (Richard Pasco), who's idea of romance would soon be met with stony silence. By the time this movie was approaching it's finale, I found I couldn't help it with all manner of puns from intruding on my mind, so much so that a horrifying ending had to be taken for granite. Imagine my satisfaction when the Gorgon's final roll of the dice turned up snake eyes.

I probably missed a bit of dialogue and story development whenever the scene took place in Peter Cushing's home. I could concentrate on nothing but that wallpaper! Hammer sets are always designed to maximize the atmosphere, but this one took the cake! What was that about? Actually, it's one of many interesting things about this film. The basic premise (whether it's a true legend is irrelevant) makes for an unusual plot. I liked the downbeat resolution, which I felt was rather unexpected. The acting, though stilted and overwrought, is fine for this type of Gothic melodrama. Nice to see Peter Cushing as a villain for a change. He proves to be quite a versatile actor. Special effects are awfully primitive and cheesy, but they're easily overlooked - this is Hammer after all. Running time is mercifully brief. While it's no masterpiece of horror, "The Gorgon" is engaging entertainment.