A sculptor of wax figures for a museum is horrified when his partner proposes setting fire to the unpopular museum in order to collect the insurance money. As the wax figures melt amid the blaze, the two men have a fight. The sculptor is knocked out in the scuffle and left to “perish” among the flames. He resurfaces many years later for the launch of his own wax museum. The opening coincides with the sudden disappearance of some dead bodies from the city morgue. His assistant begins to suspect his boss of foul play, especially after the deranged wizard of wax begins eyeing his assistant’s lovely girlfriend’s friend as a model for a waxed figure of Marie Antoinette. —IMDb
André de Toth (May 15, circa 1912 – October 27, 2002) was a Hungarian-American filmmaker, born and raised in Makó, Csongrád, Kingdom of Hungary Austro-Hungarian Empire. He directed the 3-D film House of Wax, despite being unable to see in 3-D himself, having lost an eye at an early age. He is known for his gritty B movies in the western and crime genres.
Born ca. 1912 as Sâsvári Farkasfalvi Tóthfalusi Tóth Endre Antal Mihály, he earned a degree in law from the Royal Hungarian University in the early 1930s. He garnered acclaim for plays written as a college student, acquiring the mentorship of Ferenc Molnár and becoming part of the theater scene in Budapest. From that involvement he segued to the film industry and worked as a writer, assistant director, editor and sometime actor. In 1939 he directed five films just before war began in Europe. Several of these pictures received significant release in the Hungarian communities in the United States. De Toth went to England, spent… read more
Slow to start, but de Toth's economical moving camera & long takes (necessitated by budget) greatly aid the sense of unease around wax figures that may burst to life at any moment. Price is the king of expository dialogue & his monster makeup is top-notch. Phyllis Kirk is quite good at communicating genuine fear and anxiety in a few of her scenes.
Remake of the masterpiece Michael Curtiz shot in 1933. Now, 20 years later, it's 3-D, it's the worst Hollywood period in terms of artistic value and Vincent Price has replaced Lionel Atwill in the role of the mad professor. He's not bad at all here but Phyllis Kirk, as Sue Allen, is unfortunately no Fay Wray. Recommended to sci-fi and horror fans of that period.
A late Victorian revenge romp featuring Vincent Price who does what he does best amidst a rather weak and dull supporting cast. When a sculptor pf wax figures remains disfigured in an attempted murder… read review