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Fun horror/comedy with an exceptional quartet who provides much fun : Price , Karloff , Lorre and Rathbone . Amusing , delightful film produced by American International , James H. Nicholson-Samuel Z. Arkoff , with a monumental team of terror all-star-cast as Price , Lorre and Karloff . This supreme adventure in terror and humor based on the novel and screenplay by Richard Matheson deals with two deranged undertakers (Vincent Price and Peter Lorre) who take bad ways to insuring their continued employment , a Funeral Parlor called ¨Wichley and Trumbull¨. A lugubrious undertaker who hasn't had any customers in a long time is obligated the pay one year's back-rent by his landlord (Basil Rathbone) . Then the wickedest undertaker Waldo Trumbull and his unfortunate , frog-like associated named Felix Gillie to get money and both of whom begin killing people in order to get new clients . The couple goes to a mansion in Winkle Road inhabited by an old man and carry out their objective . There also appears Price's chalk-white father-in-law (Boris Karloff) aged about 90 , but refusing to die and leave Waldo the Funeral Parlor . Trade is so bad that Waldo and his underling have to go out and boost business by killing his immortal landlord . It gets funnier when our two friends pitting wills against the relieved landlord . And the end takes place a funny duel between Price and Rathbone.

This is more of a satire than a true terror movie , it is immaculately staged , stylishly realized , very literate , rich in atmosphere , confidently made and plenty of eye-popping scenes . May be one of the most successful terror farces ever realized with a considerable all-star-cast and original invention . Terror has strangely been more skillfully spoofed than in this agreeable horror/comedy Jacques Tourneur directed and realized in glorious fashion . The movie is shot in the same style as the successful adaptation Edgar Allen Poe series , the cycle of ¨Tales of Terror¨, and especially ¨The Raven¨ also with the trio Price , Lorre , Karloff directed by Roger Corman and produced by James H. Nicholson and Samuel Z. Arkoff . That's why it packs usual Corman's striking scenarios including lugubrious mansions , colorful atmosphere , shrieks come from gloomy coffins and gleeful gallery of ghoulishness . Glimmer and brilliant cinematography in magnificence color by the series usual , Floyd Crosby . Frightening and atmospheric musical score fitting to humor and horror by Les Baxter .

The flick based on Richard Matheson's screenplay playing to the spectator in amusing fashion . In spite of his poverty-budget horror is deemed a minor cult and gave enough profit from minimal inversion . The motion picture is produced by American International (James H. Nicholson , Samuel Z. Arkoff) in a low budget and well directed by the classic director Jacques Tourneur in his final feature along with 'Curse of the demon' . Jacques was an expert on terror cinema (Cat people , Curse of the demon , I walked with a Zombie , Leopard man) and adventures (Martin the Gaucho , Flame and the arrow , The pirate woman , City under the sea) . Despite the excessive satire most children and adults will like this enormously fun film . 'Comedy of terrors' is a sensational black comedy that maintains its classicism and reaching impressive dimensions . It will appeal to youngsters and adults who swallow whole and sit convulsed in their armchair and, of course, Vincent Price , Karloff , Lorre fans.

This film is the comic version of "The Bodysnatcher" or "Mania". It's Burke and Hare with a sense of humor.

Vincent Price actually made quite a number of film comedies, such as "Champagne for Caesar". He is actually quite good in using his normal menace and meanness for comic affect. He is Mr. Trumbull, the junior partner (but actually the active partner) of a decaying firm of undertakers. Trumbull has no single redeemable characteristic - he's bossy to his father-in-law partner (Karloff), he's bossy to his wife, he mistreats and bullies Lorre (his employee), and he kills his subjects. Still some of his problems are sympathetic ones - his wife Amarylis sings at the funerals (listen to her warble "He is but sleeping" at Rathbone's funeral service - Price looks beatific as she sings, and when asked why he explains he hopes her vocal chords will snap). The number of good one liners in this film (spread among the leads) is nice. Karloff being unable to deliver a coherent funeral address, because he can't recall who is being buried. Rathbone dying, again and again, reciting Macbeth. Joe E. Brown wishing the corpses in his cemetery a pleasant night's sleep. And Lorre constantly making comments regarding his unpleasant boss. One of the best is when, at Rathbone's funeral, Price is enjoying the sight of the large amount of money he's being paid for the funeral of Rathbone (whom he hated as a tightwad and landlord). Lorre, noting the arrival of most of the mourners, goes inside to tell Price, who basically tells him they can just wait. Lorre turns around and leaves, stating quite audibly, "Ungrateful employer." The line is delivered like it comes from some left wing play of the turn of the 20th Century.

It is a funny little movie, and well worth watching.

The alcoholic director of the Hinchley & Trumbull Funeral Parlor Waldo Trumbull (Vincent Price) is a cheater that has married Amaryllis Trumbull (Joyce Jameson) in a marriage of convenience to get control of the business of her father Amos Hinchley (Boris Karloff). Trumbull has been using the same casket for more than thirteen years, dumping the corpses in their graves to resell the coffin. He also blackmails his only employee Felix Gillie (Peter Lorre) that had robbed a bank and is an abusive husband, threatening to poison his father-in-law and not allowing Amaryllis to sing. Gillie has a crush on Amaryllis and loves to hear her singing.

Trumbull owes more than one year of rental of his premise to Mr. John F. Black (Basil Rathbone) and he has no client. So he decides to improve his business killing Mr. Phipps (Buddy Mason) to get a new client. However his wife Mrs. Phipps (Beverly Hills) flees to Europe with all her possessions and does not pay for the funeral service. When Mr. Black duns his debts, Trumbull decides to kill him to make some money and resolve his financial problem. But Mr. Black is epileptic and his family wants to keep his body in a crypt instead of burying him in a grave. During the night, the Cemetery Keeper (Joe E. Brown) hears a cry and releases Mr. Black from the coffin in the beginning of a tragic night.

... "Comedy of Terrors" is a very funny comedy of black humor. The veterans Vincent Price, Peter Lorre, Boris Karloff and Basil Rathbone have incredibly comic performances. The movie begins hilarious before the credits and I laughed and repeated many scenes so funny they are. It is impossible to list the best scenes since there are many of them. My vote is seven.

Title (Brazil): "Farsa Trágica" ("Tragic Farse")

I just couldn't resist a film that boasts Vincent Price, Peter Lorre, Boris Karloff and Peter Lorre all together, all in one film! Their chemistry is amazing, and they all come off as seasoned actors who are just having a really good time. Price and Lorre are the perfect duo of undertakers in search of their next job. Price consistently insults, threatens and demeans Lorre (and everyone else-he is so delightfully despicable!)

Peter Lorre, who I consider to be a neglected comic genius in his own right, plays the perfect bumbling and lovable assistant. The scenes between him and Joyce Jameson (an argument for hearing protectors if ever there was one) are beautiful and absurd in their ingenuousness, as if the 60 year old Peter Lorre was but a smitten schoolboy mooning over a damsel.

The scenes at the dinner table are perfect in their comic timing, the decrepit Boris Karloff sitting peacefully unaware of Vincent Price's palpable loathing of him and his daughter, occasionally coming out with gems like "The Egyptians used to pull the brains out through the nose with a hook!" before returning to drinking his milk in a charming and doddering manner.

Basil Rathbone, however, is the hammy fist of the production, so to speak. He plays the inflexible and imperious landlord who owns the establishment out of which the funeral home of Hinchley and Trumbull operates, and he plays it up to the hilt, using every ounce of overacting he saved up from his Shakespearian stage days to render Macbeth like it has never been heard before! This is perhaps Basil Rathbone's finest hour, and you must watch the film to see why. Trust me on this one!

This delightful horror comedy romp stars horror legends Vincent Price and Peter Lorre as an undertaker and his assistant, who have problems paying the rent due to a lack of customers. However, the only reason work is slow is because people aren't dying. And that's a fact that our hero has no qualms about changing. The undertaker profession is ripe for making a black comedy out of, and this film makes the best use of that. It is true that the film isn't consistently funny, but most of the jokes in the film work; and some of them are downright hilarious. Aside from the two legends already mentioned, this film also features a performance from another of horrors greatest stars; Boris Karloff. This isn't the first time these three great stars have worked together, but seeing them on screen will always be a treat for the horror fan and it certainly proves to be in this movie, especially since it's done with a big smile on it's face and its obvious that all concerned had a good time making it.

Vincent Price isn't an actor that I would expect to blend well with straight comedy, as I'm used to seeing him in more macabre outings, but he is really good at it. His delivery of one-liners is faultless, and this performance shows his range as an actor. Peter Lorre has a fantastic screen presence and he's not an actor that you can see and then forget. There's nobody quite like Peter Lorre, and that's what makes him so great. His pathetic persona blends well on screen with Price's amoral and sarcastic one, and the two make an awesome comedy duo. As if this wasn't enough for you, Boris Karloff joins them as Price's father in-law. Karloff doesn't get to do a lot in the film, but he too bodes well with comedy and it's a treat to see him along with another two legends. Also of note is the fact that the film is directed by one of horror's true greats - Jacques Tourneur. This film isn't up there with his atmospheric masterpieces such as 'Cat People' or 'I Walked With a Zombie', but it's a solid film in his oeuvre and is highly recommended.

A scheming undertaker named Trumbull (Vincent Price)decides to dig up much-needed business through unscrupulous and deadly means...only certain folks don't seem to want to stay dead!

This Dark Comedy featuring an all-star Horror cast with Vincent Price, Peter Lorre, Boris Karloff and Basil Rathbone (who actually quotes blank verse throughout the film) is just loads of fun to watch. Every character in the film, even the cat, gets a scene or two in the spotlight but Karloff's character does tend to steal the show whenever he appears.

French born Jacques Tourneur, is the director behind stylish horror-classics like "Cat People", "I walked with a zombie" and "Night of the demon"! He made "The comedy of terrors" 20 years after "Cat People", and shows a director with great sense of comedic timing! The cast is wonderful, with a devilishly funny Vincent Price, in maybe a career best, as the drunken scrupulous undertaker! Boris Karlof is great fun as his aging father in law, and Peter Lorre equally funny as Prices partner! Also starring is the wonderful Basil Rathbone as the rich landlord who never dies, and Joyce Jameson as the undertakers neglected wife.

This is maybe the greatest gothic comedy ever! Perfect casting, directing, cinematogrophy and editing! A great classic, and a must see!!!

Vincent Price stars as Trumbell, a New England funeral director who decides to drum up business by killing people. His assistant Felix (Peter Lorre) is forced to help him. Also on hand is Boris Karloff as Price's father-in-law, Basil Rathbone as an obnoxious landlord and Joe E. Brown (very briefly) as a grave robber. Oh, and it's a comedy.

With a script by Richard Matheson and direction by Jacques Tourneur this should be great. Sadly, it's not. The script is pretty poor--very scattershot and filled with unfunny lines. The acting carries this film. Price speaks every line with relish and overacts wonderfully--he gives his all to some truly bad jokes. Lorre looks miserable but he gives a good performance. Karloff is sadly wasted and Rathbone chews the scenery.

So, this is a historic movie for teaming up such great horror stars, but it gives them nothing to work with. See it for them.

I saw this film as a child over 30 years ago, and I still remember many specific moments from it. I found it absolutely hysterical then, and still do today. Vincent Price and Peter Lorre are terrific. Lots of broad slapstick, but a lot of funny smaller moments and asides that work very well, also. I read some of the other comments, some who thought it unfunny. They are crazy. See this movie!

1963's "The Comedy of Terrors" brings together Vincent Price, Peter Lorre, Boris Karloff, and Basil Rathbone in a Richard Matheson satire designed to capitalize on the laughs generated by previous Poe entries "Tales of Terror" and "The Raven." Instead of speedy, free wheeling Roger Corman at the helm we get austere Jacques Tourneur, no specialist in comedy, whose heavy hand left everything up to the actors to make things work as they should, all well cast in their respective roles. Vincent Price naturally assumes the top slot as Waldo Trumbull, proprietor of a once thriving undertaking business that he has single handedly run into the ground ("where else?"), burdened by the presence of featherbrained wife Amaryllis (Joyce Jameson), whose singing abilities only manage to shatter every glass in the house ("the vocal emissions of a laryngitic crow!"). Peter Lorre plays bumbling assistant and partner in crime Felix Gillie, who cannot resist being a party to murder to keep up appearances due to his former profession as amateur locksmith and 'self confessed bank robber' ("I've never confessed, they just proved it!"). Boris Karloff is an absolute hoot as Amos Hinchley, deaf and senile father of Amaryllis, whose frequent asides to pass the sugar are topped by his complaints that they keep his medicine away from him, unaware that his son-in-law is actually trying to poison him. Basil Rathbone uses his considerable Shakespearean expertise as the penny pinching landlord Mr. Black, whose demands for prompt payment earn him a spot in one of their coffins, only to continuously deny them the pleasure by refusing to stay put due to his catalepsy (Lorre: "for a man in his condition, he certainly has a lot of energy!"). There's even a nice bit for longtime vaudeville veteran Joe E. Brown in his final screen role as the Cemetery Keeper with Irish brogue, including his trademark wide mouthed yelp with Rathbone's insistent corpse bent on revenge ("I regard your actions as inimical to good fellowship!"). All four stars have their moments to shine, Price as despicable a cad as one might expect, drumming up business by resorting to murder but relishing every juicy line for increased amusement. Lorre's illness means he is less animated than in previous titles (only five months before his premature death at age 59), frequently using a stunt double in Lorre mask for the more strenuous sequences. Karloff is the genuine find in a most atypical role, mostly kept on the sidelines except when called upon to officiate at Rathbone's funeral, forgetting who the guest of honor is by simply referring to the deceased as 'what's his name' or 'you know who' ("that's pretty good!"). Rathbone himself was taken aback at the realization that he was thought by many to have long since passed away, and in taking an on screen ax to his critics gets to chew the scenery in a fine showcase that perhaps eased his worries for the future ("you're dead, Mr. Black" "the hell I am!"). Apart from Tourneur's sluggish direction the picture only drags during some of its extended slapstick, and in the end Price's Trumbull never met a bottle he didn't drink!

THE COMEDY OF TERRORS

Aspect ratio: 2.35:1 (Panavision)

Sound format: Mono

The proprietor of a debt-ridden funeral parlor (Vincent Price) seeks to drum up a little business by resorting to murder, but one of his 'victims' (Basil Rathbone) is merely cataleptic and refuses to lie down and die...

Eager to re-team their 'triumverate of terror' following the unexpected commercial success of THE RAVEN (1963), AIP assembled Price, Peter Lorre and Boris Karloff for this second helping of macabre black comedy, adding Rathbone to an already potent brew and hiring much of the same production personnel, including cinematographer Floyd Crosby and set designer Daniel Haller (later a director in his own right). In fact, Rathbone - who must have been insulted by his 'also starring' credit, behind even fleeting guest star Joe E. Brown and 'Rhubarb' the cat! - steals the picture from his high-profile co-stars, playing the dotty, Shakespeare-spouting owner of Price's funeral parlor whose verbal gymnastics alone are worth the price of admission (he warns Price and his cohorts they "face the incommodious prospect of taking up residence in the street" if they don't pay their hefty rent arrears!).

But Richard Matheson's tongue-in-cheek script is quite bleak in places: Price plays a sarcastic, bad-tempered drunk who lords it over his hapless assistant (Lorre), treats his untalented, opera-loving wife (Joyce Jameson) with open contempt, and is prepared to commit first degree murder in order to sustain his fortunes! Karloff sits on the sidelines for the most part, consigned to a chair due to ill health, but he makes the most of what he's given, and he plays a crucial role in the climactic sequence, which closes proceedings on a note of pitch black humor. Fans of lowbrow comedy will be especially amused by the devastation wrought whenever Jameson launches into one of her operatic arias! An ultra-professional production team - under the direction of Val Lewton protégé Jacques Tourneur - performs minor miracles on a clearly impoverished budget, and Crosby's gleaming cinematography makes a virtue of Haller's minimalist production design. Watch out for Rathbone's scene-stealing catch-phrase: "What place... is THIS?!"

Highly recommended to those with a devilish sense of humour. Vincent Price is wonderfully evil as the desperate undertaker. Peter Lorre is disgusting but lovable as the assistant caught between Price's evil ways and his lovely (opera-punishing) wife (played with gusto and terrible audibility by Joyce Jameson). Boris Karloff (who never seems to get his medicine) is excellent as JJ's elderly father.

Honours go to their demanding landlord, Basil Rathbone, who.... well, watch the film and find out.

As frequently noted in IMDB reviews, the cast of this "comedy horror" is far better than their material. Vincent Price plays Waldo Trumbull, an alcoholic ne'er-do-well who has married into a failing undertaking business. With his partner, the perennially wingeing Felix Gillie (Peter Lorre), he does what he can to drum up business by hastening people's final exits. Karloff (who, like Lorre, was very ill at the time of production) has limited screen time as Price's addled father-in-law while buxom Joyce Jameson plays Price's torturously off-key opera-singing wife, on whom Lorre has cast a lusting eye. On the other side of the shovel is Shakespeare obsessed and apparently unkillable Basil Rathbone. 'Cleopatra' the cat is played by Hollywood's superstar feline 'Orangey" (aka "Marmalade"). Although not one of director Roger Corman's Edgar Allen Poe adaptations, the film does contain several of the morbid author's favorite tropes (e.g. catalepsy, premature burials, cats). Much less entertaining or imaginative than Corman's previous Poe outing ('The Raven' 1963), 'The Comedy of Terrors' is a straight-out comedy, with slapstick moments including sped-up sequences (perhaps to mask the aging and slow-moving stars), silly sound effects (tires squealing as the carriage careens to a stop), and (deliberately) hammy over-acting (especially by Rathbone). There is some good material (Price's snide comments are the best parts of the script) but all-in-all, the film is only moderately amusing (in a nostalgic way) and is more interesting as part of the long cinematic farewell to horror icons Lorre and Karloff. Cat lovers can rest assured that Cleopatra does not go the way of many of Poe's feline characters.

When I was young there was a comedy series on TV in my country that revolved on the hilarious adventures of a family of undertakers. I loved it very much, but I remember the show getting canceled prematurely because there were too many prudish people complaining that death and burial aren't topics you should laugh with. Of course they are! Top series like "Six Feet Under" prove that a funeral home is the ideal setting for black comedy situations, and the cast and crew of "The Comedy of Terrors" already knew it since the early 60's. Legends of horror cinema Boris Karloff, Peter Lorre and Vincent Price are united once more, after "The Raven" one year earlier, and once more in a film that is primarily a comedy instead of a horror. It's interesting how all three of them are notorious horror icons, yet when they're cast together they act like comedians. Even more so than the aforementioned "The Raven", this "The Comedy of Terrors" is solely intended as a black comedy with slapstick elements, running jokes and tons of self-mockery. You won't here me claim that "The Comedy of Terrors" is a brilliant film, but it's nevertheless a relaxing and light-headed flick with massively talented people involved both in front and behind the camera. Vincent Price stars as the mean-spirited, heavy-drinking and ill-natured mortician Waldo Trumball. He inherited the grave digging business from his aging father-in-law, but things really aren't going too well. The landlord insists on recovering a year's worth of unpaid rent, but the people in the village just don't seem to be dying! Along with his assistant Felix, who cherishes a profound love for Trumball's neglected wife Amaryllis, Trumball has no other option but to assure their employment by killing some villagers. But even that doesn't always mean there's money coming in. The basic premise and at least the first half hour or so are extremely entertaining; with the introduction of the awesome main characters as well as some sublime supportive ones, like Basil Rathbone as the virulent landlord. Vincent Price and Peter Lorre form a downright comical duo, presumably because they are each others' opposite in every area including screen appearance and charisma, and even though Boris Karloff hasn't got too much to do, his presence definitely is the icing on the cake. Unfortunately, the film is not consistently funny and there are a couple of painfully tedious sequences to struggle through during the middle section. Veteran writer Richard Matheson tried to make his script a little too ambitious, with even a whole William Shakespeare homage near the finale and an overly hectic finale. In fact, the funniest moments in "The Comedy of Terrors" (apart from the vivid performances) include the little gags and simplistic running jokes. For example Felix pronouncing Waldo Trumball's name incorrectly but nonetheless claiming he's right or Trumball repeatedly trying to feed his father-in-law his "medicine", which is a flagon that clearly states the word "poison" and a skull on it. This exact same medicine is put to another brilliant use at the very end of the film, by the way

An undertake with no customers and a penchant for drinking (Vincent Price) falls late by an entire year on his rent. To make ends meet, he does some dirty deeds and makes his business increase.

With Vincent Price starring, Boris Karloff is a smaller supporting role, Basil Rathbone as the antagonist, and Peter Lorre as Price's bumbling sidekick, you know this film has to be great. That is as perfect a cast as you can get for a horror film of its era, and on top of this it was written by Richard Matheson and directed by Jacques Tourneur.

Oh, and Orangey the Cat (credited as Rhubarb) appears, too, who has done a fine number of films, including playing Neutron in "This Island Earth".

There is a Shakespearean undertone (especially given the title is a play on his "Comedy of Errors"), which I think works well for Rathbone in particular, and Price to a lesser degree (both men are classic actors). I almost wish this was more closely tied to Shakespeare, but Matheson can write a great script even without the bard to back him up.

When business becomes very slow for an undertaker, he and his assistant go to extraordinary lengths to drum up some business.

What a wonderful black comedy this is, it combines a Horror vibe, with a mix of comedy styles, slapstick, wit and some very dry humour.

It's incredibly atmospheric, it really does look like a hammer horror from the time, the opening sequences at the graveyard are suitably murky, that theme continues through incredibly well.

What an amazing wealth of talent is on display here to enjoy, you have Price, Karloff, Lore and Rathbone.

I loved the cat, it seemed to have some wonderful timing.

Outrageous at times, this truly was a fun watch, I can't believe I'd never seen it before today.

7/10.

The cast are the high point of this interesting and fun little film. Vincent Price steals the show and is brilliant, and he is supported wonderfully by Peter Lorre whose character spends a lot of time being demeaned by Price and Basil Rathbone, who is a very suave and charismatic actor and his "what place...is THIS?!" is iconic. I was a little disappointed in Boris Karloff, I love him, I liked his character, I liked what he did with it, what let me down in regards to him is that I would have loved to have seen much more of him. My only other complaint is the short length which probably accounts for why the ending was as hectic as it was, otherwise this is a very good film. The cast of course are wonderful, but there is also a deliciously witty and bleak script, a fun story, skillful photography, nice minimalist production values, efficient direction from Tourneur and an interesting sending up of past horror clichés. All in all, I like this film. 8/10 Bethany Cox

Vincent Price, Peter Lorre, Boris Karloff, Peter Lorre AND Basil Rathbone... you'd think you wouldn't even need a script or a story, right? Legends of mystery, horror and comedy all together for a satire of their own onscreen lives! And if you plow through almost all of the reviews here on IMDB you'd be hopped up for a ribald comedy and a satisfying yarn, to feast on...

Unfortunately what you get instead is a terrible story featuring four bored and uninspired actors who trudge slowly from unfunny scene to unfunny scene.

A funeral parlour knocking off the locals to stay financially afloat... How could you possibly mess that idea up? Well, somehow it's managed and the result is a dire look at past masters struggling to maintain their dignity as the story starts off lame and grinds to a halt immediately.

I waded through this torture only because of the acting legends in it. Everything else was as painful and as excruciatingly awful as movie making can get.

You'll think less of the cast after watching this and that's a shame.

The idea of doing a horror comedy sounds like a good idea. Plus, getting the talents of Vincent Price, Peter Lorre, Boris Karloff, Basil Rathbone and a cameo by Joe E. Brown sounds like a sure recipe for a hit film. Instead, however, the film started off well but ended in a giant and annoying mess.

The film begins with Vincent Price very unhappily married to Karloff's daughter. As for Karloff, he plays a very pathetic and broken down senile man--a very sad and awful role that is supposed to be funny. But, given how old and sickly Karloff looked, it's an idea that just didn't gel. As for Price, he's a nasty man who runs the family undertaker business. The problem is that business is VERY poor, and with the landlord (Rathbone) pressing for rent, Price and his employee (Lorre) go about town killing people in order to drum up customers! This is a very clever idea for a comedy (minus the senile Karloff part).

Unfortunately, the film just tried way, way too hard to be a kooky comedy. Obnoxious silly sound effects and slapstick just doesn't work well with a bunch of very old and tired looking men. Plus, by the end of the film it sort of degenerated into a free-for-all--with everyone fighting and hitting each other.

Overall, a truly bad film that wasted everyone's talents. A loud and obnoxious soundtrack, ham-fisted direction and a script that lacked finesse or subtlety all are the makings of a film that is hard to keep watching.

I have just seen the film - It's good to see again Price, Karloff, Big Mouth Joe E. Brown, Rathbone,Lorre. etc.. The plot may not be exceedingly good but a guy like me who saw them in my early youth cannot help but feel refreshed seeing them again. Just to see them is ample reward. Peter Lorre of all people made me remember the striking beauty of Joan Fontaine in the Constant Nymph which I saw back in 1951! And Casablanca -- ah! I am perhaps too romantic to spend time detecting evident errors in stunts as has my British predecessor in commenting. I just love cinema for the emotions a movie elicits, or the memories it brings back, no matter the technical aspects in it. Certainly, a cast as this had to be in a film that revolved around cemeteries, buried alive people (remember Price in the Fall of the House of Usher..?) I could just continue writing a lot...