2,5 According to the dictum that low expectations spare one abysmal disappointment & provide the skeleton key to happiness (that's not my personal belief, I use it circumstantially), I was expecting the sea floor from this and got the plinth. Not bad. A penny dreadful story, a faded re-re-rewritten Gothic thriller palimpsest, but it's in cheap feuilleton fare one learns the basic structures of the narrative (U. Eco).
weirdly archaic (based on 1920 stage play & subsequent silent adaptation) haunted house/psychotic killer movie wherein everyone is absurdly casual about murder, completely amoral or staggeringly dim-witted. directed with no flair by crane wilbur, maybe it could have been something with william castle. bizarre lesbian overtones. sort of hysterically bad in an interesting way but mostly boring.