The Dunwich Horror
Scott Hardie: “It was ok.”
During its first half, I couldn't tell why this horror oldie had such a bad reputation: Dean Stockwell was creepy as a Lovecraftian villain driven by rejection, the Whateley mansion set was handsomely spooky, and there was a haunting musical theme. Then it came apart at the seams in the second half, becoming a mishmash of bad psychedelia, reel after reel of stock nature footage, and an occult rape scene and foot chase through the woods that seemed to stretch on for an hour. People say there has never been a good film adaptation of H.P. Lovecraft's work, and this isn't going to prove them wrong.