VCI Entertainment: Horrors of the Black Museum (1959) - Reviewed

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The final film of British Fiend Without a Face director Arthur Crabtree for British film company Anglo-Amalgamated Horrors of the Black Museum is, second to Mario Bava’s Caltiki – The Immortal Monster as the goriest, most violent horror film of 1959.  A movie that seemed to dwell in the same household as Hammer horror with a greater emphasis on sadomasochism, violence and/or sexuality, the film gave distinguished character actor Michael Gough (best known as Alfred from the Batman movies) a role to sink his teeth into as a true crime novelist who may be more deeply involved in his work than he leads on.  


Loosely based on a real Scotland Yard crime museum including binoculars as murder weapons and other bizarre tools of killing, the low budget shocker written and produced by Herman Cohen became the first in Anglo-Amalgamated’s loosely connected Sadian Trilogy followed by Circus of Horrors and more infamously Michael Powell’s Peeping Tom, signaling a far more adults-only psychosexual edge to a new wave of uncompromising crime thrillers.
 
London and Scotland Yard’s Black Museum are being rocked by a series of bizarre and insidious murders almost like a reawakening of Jack the Ripper, including but not limited to a pair of binoculars with nails in them which stab the eyes out of a woman in the film’s opening scene, signaling a new fiercely violent set of grisly sights to come.  Tailing the murder scenes is crime journalist Edmond Bancroft (Michael Gough), a kind of Sutter Cane pop horror novelist whose readers delight in the grisly details of his writings.  


However, as more bodies start turning up with Bancroft turning up as the self-proclaimed crime expert on every crime scene alongside his assistant Rick (Graham Curnow) who manages a private black museum filled with wax figures of maimed and impaled tortured bodies, suspicions begin arising about the patterns unfolding and whether or not Bancroft himself might be the one committing the crimes to generate material to write about. 
 
Originally censored in Britain to tone down scenes of gore including a severed head, a man being dissolved in acid and murder via ice tongs, Horrors of the Black Museum is surely not only among the most violent British horror films of 1959 with a bit of a Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde connotation, but without question the most ferocious acting you’ll ever see from the ordinarily mild mannered and composed Michael Gough.  In a role originally written for Vincent Price before budgetary restrictions cast Gough instead, the actor completely dives head over heels into the narcissistic, mad and obsessive Edmond Bancroft who almost attacks the screen with an energy and mania you’d never expect from kindly old Alfred. 

 
Lensed exquisitely in CinemaScope by The Importance of Being Earnest cinematographer Desmond Dickson, the look of this Old England set crime thriller with overtones of Jack the Ripper and Mill of the Stone Women in 2.35:1 widescreen is among the brighter lit modern gothic horror fables to come out of 1959 Britiain.  The score by Dutch born The Camp on Blood Island composter Gerard Schurmann’s score goes for brassy loud notes of terror during both the opening credits and scenes of explosive violence.  Oddly, in the US release a thirteen minute prologue featuring hypnotist Emile Franchele and “HypnoVista” was tacked on before the film to try and spice up the gimmick factors, a footnote that was included on VCI’s port of Studio Canal’s 4K restoration on the blu-ray.
 
Inducted into the Museum of Modern Art by Martin Scorsese, the film was a huge success in the United Kingdom, earning well over $1 million against a roughly $164,000 production budget.  Given a wide United States run as a double feature with The Headless Ghost, Horrors of the Black Museum enjoyed a steady theatrical run that pointed to Britain as one of the frontrunners of graphically violent horror thrillers that pushed the envelope in terms of sex, dark humor or psychosexual contexts.

  

VCI’s uncensored blu-ray is excellent and comes with both reversible art, an archival commentary by the film’s original producer Herman Cohen and a phone interview with him as well.  Fans of modern horror unfamiliar with this still shocking murder spree will be taken aback by just how far Great Britain cinema went as well as seeing actor Michael Gough in a light not completely unlike his ruthless patriarch in Crucible of Horror but far more searing.  You’ll never look at Alfred the same way again.

--Andrew Kotwicki