Theater of Blood (1973)
Vincent Price built his storied career on making horror movies, House of Wax and several Edgar Allan Poe adaptations among them. But my all-time favorite is Theater of Blood, in which Price plays an aging Shakespearean actor named Edward Lionheart. When his final season is ridiculed by the snobby Theater Critics Guild, Lionheart throws himself into the Thames. He is rescued by vagrants and, having gone mad, proceeds to exact revenge on the members of the Guild by knocking them off, each in a manner inspired by a Shakespeare play.
One is stabbed to death by a mob (Julius Caesar); another is decapitated while sleeping (Cymbeline); yet another is drowned in a “butt of Malmsey” wine, just like the Duke of Clarence in Richard III. A flamboyant gourmand is forced to eat pies made from his beloved toy poodles (Titus Andronicus), while Lionheart lures a female critic to a hair salon, posing as a groovy hairdresser who can’t wait to get his hands on her “dishy, dishy hair”—but electrocutes her in the hair dryer instead, a la Joan of Arc in Henry IV, Part I. And let’s just say that Lionheart takes the mention of a pound of flesh in The Merchant of Venice quite literally. Theater of Blood revels in its campiness, and Price’s over-the-top scene-chewing melodrama makes the movie. It’s grimly funny with a hint of pathos and never lapses into outright farce.
Young Frankenstein (1974)
Young Frankenstein marks its 50th anniversary this year: five decades of sheer joy rendered by a constant stream of bad puns, double entendres, slapstick visual gags, and a goofy musical number—all to create an affectionate, timeless tribute to the classic Frankenstein movies of the 1930s. It’s even shot in black and white, with old-school opening credits and filmmaking techniques, as well as featuring the original lab equipment designed for 1931’s Frankenstein.
Gene Wilder stars as Dr. Frederick Frankenstein, a lecturer at a US medical school who is ashamed of his infamous grandfather, Victor, to the point where he deliberately pronounces his last name differently (“It’s FRONK-en-steen”). But then he inherits the family’s Transylvania estate and takes leave of his fiancée, Elizabeth (Madeline Kahn), to pay a visit. There he meets the hunchback Igor (Marty Feldman); housekeeper Frau Blücher (Chloris Leachman); and comely lab assistant Inga (the late, great Teri Garr). After discovering his grandfather’s notebooks, Frederick decides to continue his work, creating The Monster (Peter Boyle), whose impressive physical dimensions include an “enormous Schwanzstucker.” With all that comedic talent, small wonder the Oscar-nominated Young Frankenstein also has a place in the Library of Congress National Film Registry.
