Tuesday, 6 February 2018

Fiend Without A Face.

I only ever knew this film from a full page still in my Hamlyn Book Of Horror Movies( My horror movie bible growing up.) I never saw this movie growing up and I was always intrigued by that black and white still of someone being attacked by a living brain with a spine like tail. Well, if intrigue is the right word. It is a movie about a string of mysterious deaths that take place in the forest surrounding an army base and the man made monsters that stalk the leafy territory. There is very creepy foreshadowing for the fiend without a face. A horrific thumping and gurgling sound you just know was made by no creature found in nature.
             A brilliant scientist has made a terrible mistake and brought into being a creature from the id to rival any beastie to be found during the classic Philip Hinchcliffe era of Doctor Who. That is the era most people think off when considering classic Who. Without being able to put a name to it.
             The movie has a great base under siege feel to it and also manages to maintain a powerful sense of ordinariness about it. As the local population seek to discover the monster in their midst. The movie is a British made affair from 1968 and has a strong Doom Watch quality to it. The notion of bad science done for the right reasons with disastrous results. the night time forest scenes are particularly effective and their is a truly horrific scene when a hunter who has had his brain drained stumbles into a public meeting moaning and crying like a demented child. It is the gruesome aftermath of the creatures assault. One which usually ends with the human brain and spine being drawn from the victim.s body. It is Giger-like in intent. Before that was even a notion in any film makers mind. it would be another decade before such grandly imagined world building would take place but the world was waiting.
             The new frontiers of science often begin as uncharted wilderness. We fill in the gap and we discovers wonders and horrors in almost equal measure, with the scales more often dipping towards the terrifying. Ain/t discovery great....