THE CASTLE OF FU MANCHU

Christopher Lee as Fu Manchu

THE CASTLE OF FU MANCHU (1969). Director: Jess (Jesus) Franco. 

The diabolical Chinese doctor Fu Manchu (Christopher Lee) has developed a new weapon with which he intends to blackmail the world. Unless his (unspecified) demands are met, he will turn the world's oceans into "one gigantic block of ice." He demonstrates this weapon by destroying an ocean liner (in scenes that are lifted from the British film about the Titanic disaster, A Night to Remember. In another sequence stock footage from a different UK film shows a damn being destroyed and some workers who offended Fu being drowned). Fu offers an alliance with a Turkish criminal named Omar Pasha (Jose Manuel Martin) because he desires huge amounts of opium. Fu betrays Pasha and takes over the castle in Istanbul where the opium is stored. In the meantime Fu kidnaps Dr. Kessler (Gunther Stoll) and his associate Ingrid (Maria Perschy of Die Slowly, You'll Enjoy It More) so they can perform a heart transplant on the dying Professor Heracles (Gustavo Re) because Fu requires his expertise. Naturally Nayland Smith (Richard Greene) -- teamed up with Omar Pasha -- decides to storm the castle, so to speak, and put an end to the nefarious efforts of Fu Manchu. 

Lee, Stoll and Perschy

All of these various elements could have resulted in a perfectly good Fu film, but after a while one gets tired waiting for any kind of memorable sequence. This low-budget opus, helmed by the generally hapless Jess Franco, holds the attention in a limited way but never bursts out into any genuine excitement despite the occasional gunplay and other kinds of action. Fu's army of presumably highly-trained killers, called dacoits, are so inept that they are easily defeated by characters who have no kind of training at all! Lee and Greene are professional; Howard Marion-Crawford plays Smith's crony Dr. Petrie as a bumbler; Rosalba Neri (of Smile Before Death) is good as Omar's girlfriend, Lisa; and Tsai Chin is vivid as Fu's nasty daughter, Lin Tang. At least Castle does a fairly good job of maintaining a period atmosphere, and the locations are effective. The prologue of the film simply re-uses the climax of The Brides of Fu Manchu even though it is a different weapon and completely different sequence! Jess Franco also directed Night of the Skull and many others.

Verdict: Poor Fu deserves much better! **. 

THE BRIDES OF FU MANCHU

Christopher Lee and Tsai Chin

THE BRIDES OF FU MANCHU (1966). Director: Don Sharp. 

In this sequel to The Face of Fu Manchu, the diabolical Chinese doctor (Christopher Lee of Alias John Preston) is kidnapping the daughters of prominent scientists so that he can force their fathers to work on a devastating weapon with which he hopes to conquer the world. His chief adversary, of course, is Nayland Smith (Douglas Wilmer), accompanied by Dr. Petrie (Howard Marion-Crawford), while Fu's assistants include his daughter Lin Tang (Tsai Chin), the faithful Feng (Burt Kwouk), and the quisling Nikki Sheldon (Harald Leipnitz of The Sinister Monk). Franz Baumer (Heinz Drache) takes the place of one of the fathers so that he can lead Smith to the Temple of Karna where the prisoners are held and Fu has the controls for his weapon. Fu succeeds in vaporizing one ship and all of its passengers -- we see little children playing on the boat deck before this happens -- and has set his sights on destroying all of the participants in a political conference unless he can be stopped ... 

Douglas Wilmer

With a wealth of material from Sax Rohmer's atmospheric, detailed, and suspenseful novels about Fu Manchu, it's a shame that the British films featuring the character are comparatively bland and tame. Sure, we have one poor woman thrown into a pit of vipers, but Brides has none of the outre creatures or torture devices employed by Fu in the books. The super-weapon the scientists develop is pretty lame, especially when you compare it to similar devices in spy movies of the period. As usual Fu himself is completely one-dimensional, where there was more substance to him in the novels. 

The "brides," Carole Gray, Rupert Davies

Brides is a step down from Face of Fu Manchu, which was also directed by Don Sharp. The only real period atmosphere is provided by the automobiles, and the film has little urgency or real excitement. As Nayland Smith, Wilmer is okay, but not as good as Nigel Green in the first film. Lee is also okay, but seems a bit disinterested, treading water -- he would get worse. An interesting, if under-developed character is Abdul (Salmaan Peerzada) who surreptitiously works against Fu Manchu and does his best to help the shanghaied ladies. Carole Gray plays Michelle, one of the women, and Rupert Davies is her father. All in all, it's just a bit bleh. 

Verdict: Acceptable but minor-league Fu film. **1/2. 

BOMBAY WATERFRONT

Dainton, Bentley and Arthur Hill

BOMBAY WATERFRONT (aka Paul Temple Returns/1952.) Director: Maclean Rogers. 

Scotland Yard man turned mystery writer Paul Temple (John Bentley of Calling Paul Temple) and his wife, Steve (Patricia Dainton of The Third Alibi), get embroiled in the case of a mysterious figure known only as the Marquis, who has committed multiple murders for unknown reasons. Steve comes to suspect Inspector Ross (Ronald Leigh-Hunt) to the incredulity of his boss, while Paul is highly suspicious of the strange Sir Felix Raybourne (Christopher Lee of Alias John Preston) whose beautiful home is full of incense and other weird accoutrements. Others involved in the case include Storey (Grey Blake), whose fiancee was one of the victims, and Slater (Robert Urquhart), an actor who once appeared in one of Temple's plays and is now in the employ of the villain. 

Patricia Dainton with Christopher Lee

Bombay Waterfront is smooth and entertaining, with Bentley as good as usual as Temple -- his third and last time playing the character -- but Chris Lee, as expected, offers the most flavorful performance as Felix Raybourne. Grey Blake is also notable as the distraught Storey. Dan Jackson plays Sakki, the brother of the Temples' original Indian manservant. Arthur Hill has a very small role as a friend of the Temples. While the musical score is too often inappropriate, the picture does manage to build up suspense, and there are a few exciting scenes, although many will not be much surprised when the Marquis' identity is finally exposed.  

Verdict: Satisfying if unspectacular Paul Temple adventure. **3/4. 

ALIAS JOHN PRESTON

Christopher Lee

ALIAS JOHN PRESTON (1955). Director: David MacDonald.

Sally Sandford (Betta St. John), who lives with her parents in the staid British town of Deanbridge, is rather unsatisfied with her boyfriend, Bob (Peter Grant), even though he's felt they would get married ever since childhood. Into town comes the striking and wealthy industrialist John Preston (Christopher Lee of The Gorgon), who begins buying up buildings and businesses and sweeps Sally off of her feet. When Sally accepts John's proposal, the latter realizes that he needs to enter married life with a clean slate, so to speak, so grudgingly speaks to psychologist Peter Walton (Alexander Knox of Son of Dr. Jekyll) about recurring nightmares in which he murders a blond woman, Sylvia (Sandra Dorne), with the complicity of her jilted French husband (Patrick Holt). But are these really dreams, or is something more sinister going on? What do you think?

Patrick Holt with Lee

It's a good thing Christopher Lee wound up in Horror of Dracula or he might have been doomed to be in lousy movies like Alias John Preston for the rest of his career. Clumsily directed and edited, the film has virtually no suspense or excitement. Lee gives a good enough performance, as do most of the other cast members, but as a mystery -- if that's even what this is -- the flick is a stinker. Sally seems rather plain to be attracting so many men from the town and Bob turns out to be not so tightly wrapped. Lee has decided presence in the film, but even his participation can't save it. Another low-budget British misfire. Sandra Dorne and Patrick Holt appeared together in The Gelignite Gang. 

Verdict:  Stick with Lee in Hammer horror films where he really made an impression. *1/2. 

THE MAN WHO COULD CHEAT DEATH

Anton Diffring

THE MAN WHO COULD CHEAT DEATH (1959). Director: Terence Fisher.

In Paris of 1890, doctor and sculptor Georges Bonnet (Anton Diffring), is anxiously awaiting the arrival of an old friend, Dr. Ludwig Weiss (Arnold Marle). Elderly Weiss, who is actually younger than Georges, performed a certain operation on the latter that has kept him young for many decades. The operation needs to be repeated periodically and now it is time for Weiss to perform it again, only a stroke has made this impossible. Now Georges is desperate to find another doctor who might look the other way and save Georges' life. But will Dr. Pierre Gerard (Christopher Lee) agree to do what Georges' requires? Complicating matters is a woman named Janine (Hazel Court), who is in love with Georges but may find his secrets a bit too much to bear.

Arnold Marle and Anton Diffring

The Man Who Could Cheat Death is a notable Hammer production, well-directed by Terence Fisher, and with a splendid lead performance from Anton Diffring, who makes the most of both the characters' arrogance and his near-hysterical desperation. Court and Lee are also memorable, and Arnold Marle is excellent as the originally compliant doctor who becomes increasingly appalled by his old friend's attitude and actions, which include murder. Based on a play by Barre Lyndon, this was originally filmed as The Man in Half Moon Street. This is the superior of the two versions.

Verdict: Lurid and entertaining with a superb Diffring. ***. 

THE GORGON

Christopher Lee and Peter Cushing

THE GORGON (1964). Director: Terence Fisher. 

Near the turn of the century, a village is bedeviled by a series of bizarre murders where the victims are turned to stone. Dr. Namaroff (Peter Cushing) seems to know more about what is going on than he is willing to tell Professor Jules Heitz (Michael Goodliffe), whose son, Bruno (Jeremy Longhurst) was one of the victims. When the professor himself succumbs to the strange ailment, his other son Paul (Richard Pasco), comes to investigate. There he begins a romance with Namaroff's lovely associate, Carla (Barbara Shelley), which greatly complicates matters. But does she have anything to do with this weird legend about the spirit of one of the three gorgons of mythology inhabiting a human female ... ? 

Barbara Shelly and Richard Pasco

On one level, The Gorgon is somewhat ridiculous -- one has to assume there are good reasons why those in charge recognized these were actual petrified corpses and not just statues put in place of the victims --  but despite the viewer's foreknowledge the movie manages to be absorbing and suspenseful for the most part, almost with the bittersweet quality of a fairy tale. One thing that helps tremendously are the performances by the entire cast. As usual, Christopher Lee -- playing an associate of Paul's -- and Cushing perform very well together, and Pascoe, Shelley, Goodliffe and the others also play with absolute conviction. The film also has an eerie atmosphere and good art direction, and moves at a fairly good pace thanks to director Terence Fisher. The gorgon's brief appearances are always creepy although one might quibble about aspects of her make up. James Bernard's score is also a decided plus. 

Verdict: Medusa herself might have enjoyed this look at one of her sisters. ***.