A death dance, in the throes of purgatorial disconnect. The draw being in the way its amateur qualities only enhance that disconnect, vaguely conveying any real sense of the living. Startling images of the ballroom, Hilligoss' unnerving presence. I've always wanted something that depicted death's shadow in the manner of Slint's Breadcrumb Trail.
Hilligoss' normal psych is never congealed with her waking nightmare state, and the script even negates an emotional depth surrounding survivor guilt, at least, aside from the too clinical doctor scene. This makes its often copied twist more of a gimmick, and less of it naturally occurring from its character's shattered psychosis. Jacob's Ladder/The Sixth Sense and many other films would do this better.
I found this to be extremely watchable for an old b movie, if not outright enjoyable. The black and white photography was really nice, as well as the editing. It's hard to find it really scary with some of the horror masterpieces that succeeded it in the last decades, yet it does well as a mystery movie. Good use of little money.
Classic case of asexual bratty woman in dire need of sex. "little gem"...hmmm maybe not. For me, the plot was a bit predictable. However, that might be becuase I've seen so many different variations of the plot created after this. SO I guess this wins a trail blazing badge. Cinematography was good. But if that's all that can carry a film it means it's dry. I suppose it's worth a watch though.
An ambiguously framed political abstraction centered around a free-thinking, independently minded woman. The action entails the heroine gradually being ostracized by the people around her until she's only regarded by the dead. Plus it's chockfull of gorgeous shots, depicting the lead behind fenced doors, going down narrow one-way streets, etc. It's a Hell of a movie.
Such a cult classic. This is an extremely haunting movie, one that achieves more with a ridiculous budget and a spare script than many others have had afterwards spending much more. I first saw it some 15 years ago, took a picture of Candace Hilligoss in the TV screen I was watching it on, then was unable to find out which movie it was. It has haunted me ever since. Now I finally find out.
Aside from being effectively creeped out, the editing patterns left me hallucinating, as it's composed in an endless flurry of jump cuts and match cuts, giving the impression the main actress is everywhere at the same time. It also reminded me a lot of Polanski's Repulsion, made 2 years later, Candace Hilligoss must have set the template for Deneuve's sense of displacement and the overall paranoid feel of the movie.