THE CURSE OF THE CAT PEOPLE: Blu-ray (RKO, 1944) Shout! Factory
Not a sequel as
much as a complete reimagining of an already superbly crafted thriller,
producer Val Lewton’s The Curse of the
Cat People (1944) – co-directed by Gunther von Fritsch and Robert Wise – is
a lyrically dark and disturbing glimpse into the haunted recesses of a lonely
child’s unsettled imagination. Lewton, a former Selznick story editor,
journalist/author and highly literate man, was never quite given the
opportunity to pursue more highbrow entertainments he likely would have
preferred. Yet he often found ingenious ways to slip in his smarts as well as a
little power and prestige into projects the studio assigned him. And make no
mistake: Cat People (1942) was
hardly what Lewton had in mind when he left Selznick to helm a second unit of
B-pictures at the beleaguered RKO. Early on in The Curse of the Cat People, a psychologist tries to make head or
tales of little Amy Reed’s isolated world, referencing Frances Wickes’ The Inner World of Childhood, first
published in 1927; a locus, likely to have gone over the heads of most sitting
in the audience, and yet, unassumingly left to linger as a testament to the
fact The Curse of the Cat People was
not your ‘run of the mill’ horror movie. Were that RKO’s publicity had been on
board with this ‘minor’ truth, instead electing to publicize ‘Curse’
as ‘The Black Menace Creeps Again’ or
‘The Beast Woman Stalks the Night Anew’.
Yet, not even the original Cat People
had relied solely on such shameless PR to emphasize its curious tale of a
Serbian fashion designer, Irena Dubrovna – played with an uncannily feline slinkiness
by Simone Simon (actually, of French extraction). When sexually aroused, Irena
transforms into a black panther – much to the chagrin of her milquetoast
husband, Oliver Reed (Kent Smith).
Instructed by
RKO’s management to resurrect Irena’s specter for a follow-up, Lewton was faced
with a quandary. Irena had met with a most untimely end at the finale of Cat People. Rather than wallow in some
sort of ridiculous re-incarnation, or worse, exploit the character to live
‘down’ to RKO’s PR campaign, Lewton and his prized screenwriter, DeWitt Bodeen
instead chose to bring back Irena as a cherished memory conjured in Amy’s mind
and largely maternal towards the daughter she would have likely wished for her
own. Alas, Amy is the child of Irena’s former husband and his second wife,
Alice (Jane Randolph). Shot on the shoestring budget of $147,000 (later, begrudgingly
upped to $212,000), The Curse of the Cat
People utilized practically every free-standing set on the RKO backlot,
with several days location work at Malibu Lake. Initially assigned to direct,
Gunther von Fritsch was rather unceremoniously deposed after falling behind in
the impossible production schedule of just eighteen days. Von Fritsch had actually
completed a little more than half of the necessary footage during this
allotment; his replacement – Robert Wise, picking up both the baton and the
pace thereafter to finish the film.
RKO expected
another excursion into fear and terror. What they acquired instead was an
unusually sinister and impressionistic fairy tale, whose mysterious and looming
underbelly was frequently punctuated by an ethereal bond between young Amy Reed
(8-year old Ann Carter, in a peerless performance) and Irena’s apparition, reconstituted
from ferocious female in the first film to benevolent princess herein. Lewton
and Bodeen afford the real/reel fear factor to co-star, Elizabeth Russell
(formerly, the emotionally scarred and kitten-faced restaurant patron in Cat People, but herein recast as the
oddly hypnotic, and slightly demonic, Barbara Ferren). The Curse of the Cat People is such a breathtaking departure from
the anticipated ‘franchise’ mentality
in film-making (both then, and unquestionably now) it bears a complete dossier
on the mindset of Lewton – the man, who infused its artistic milieu with a
great deal of personality, unsurprisingly culled from Lewton’s fertile past and
even more weirdly delicious flights into the fantastic. The scene where Amy
places invitations to her birthday party inside a hollow tree, earlier
described as a magical ‘mailbox’ was a page torn directly from Lewton’s own autobiography.
Growing up in
Tarrytown, the rural locale having inspired Washington Irving’s Legend
of Sleepy Hollow may have had something to do with Lewton’s own
affinity for a good ghost story. And The
Curse of the Cat People is a very good ‘ghost story’ indeed – peppered in
those crucial moments of foreboding to expertly unfurl at precisely the
instance when a ‘good scare’ is required. Like virtually all of Lewton’s
masterpieces, ominously lit with his spark of threatening genius and
imagination, this one is far more interesting as a character study than a
fright fest. Regrettably, Lewton may
have been aiming a tad too high for his audience. When it was released, The Curse of the Cat People was judged
as ‘inferior’ to its predecessor by studio execs, the critics and audiences,
despite the picture’s poignant commentary of childhood whimsy and
vulnerability. Mercifully, time does things to movie art and, in the interim, The Curse of the Cat People’s reputation
has only grown since.
Nevertheless,
concerned their sequel did not possess enough of ‘the curse’ to satisfy the ‘discerning’ theater patron, RKO’s brain
trust ordered several additional scenes shot, including a moment where some
boys chase a black cat. It didn’t help
to boost the picture’s reception then. While a few, like film historian,
William K. Everson would later reassess ‘Curse’s visual lyricism to Jean Cocteau's La Belle et la Bête (1946),
the overriding consensus in 1944 was that Lewton had overshot his objectives
and thus completely missed his mark to deliver another thrill ride. Lest we
forget, 1944 was big on sequels – especially over at Universal where the
monster mash-ups were in very high gear (and turning tidy profits besides). RKO,
still riding the crest of Cat People’s
overwhelming popularity, simply had to have another ‘just as good’ as their original. Arguably, what they were handed
was far better. Perhaps in response to the picture’s less than impressive box
office performance, virtually all of the remaining Lewton ‘horror’ films would
rely on the newly acquired talents of Universal alumni, Boris Karloff (no
stranger to spooks, ghouls and gargoyles of varying misshapes and size),
exorcised in exceedingly bleaker tales of humanity’s self-destructiveness. But
for the moment, Lewton – affectionately nicknamed ‘the sultan of shudders’ – was infinitely more interested in the
oddities of life and spooky ‘art’
than in-your-face ‘chills’.
The Curse of the Cat People picks up our characters
a scant ten years after the events depicted in the original movie. Oliver Reed and Alice Moore have married and
have a 6-year-old daughter, Amy; sad-eyed, withdrawn and unpopular with her
peers. To stave off the specter of loneliness, Amy retreats into her exceptionally
fertile imagination. This, Oliver especially finds troubling. Whereas Alice
merely wants her child to be happy, Oliver predicts something far more sinister
is at work, plaguing Amy’s psyche. As Oliver recalls how Irena was destroyed by
her own fantastical delusions, he now suspects Amy’s friendship with
butterflies and the like, seen through a fatalist rubric, certain to wreck his
daughter’s sanity. While some may question Oliver’s feeble feints to get Amy to
‘come out of her shell’, mingling with the affable, if thoroughly feckless
‘normal’ children in the neighborhood, no one can challenge his motives,
derived purely from the vantage of a devoted – if slightly unnerved – father.
Oliver is
sincerely hoping Amy’s planned birthday party will reinvigorate her spirits and
kick-start her popularity with the local children. Alas, Amy has ‘mailed’ her
invitations by placing them inside the hollow of the ‘wishing tree’ in their
backyard – another flight into daydream that mildly irks Oliver. As no one is
coming to a party they know nothing about, Oliver encourages Amy to run along
and play. She finds the other children gathered at another girl’s birthday
party and attempts to engage several in a game of jacks. Instead, the children
ostracize her. Stumbling upon the
dilapidated ruins of an old manor, overgrown with wild creepers and weeds, Amy
is struck by the voice of an elderly woman, Julia Ferran (Julia Dean) calling
out to her. Amy is intrigued and follows to voice into the forecourt just
beyond. From a second-story window, a mysterious hand tosses a small object at
Amy’s feet; a rather expensive ring she is encouraged to take as a token of
friendship.
Amy ascribes her
childhood fancies to the gift. It is a magical heirloom from a princess locked
inside a castle. Her imagination is further peaked when the Reed’s Jamaican
housekeeper, Edward (Sir Lancelot) shares some island folktale about ‘wishing
rings’ – that may grant the person who wears them untold riches, mystery and
adventure. Believing Edward, Amy places the ring on her finger and wishes for
‘a friend’. In response, Amy conjures up the spirit of Irena Dubrova, reincarnated
as an ethereal vision in billowy white – the quintessence of the ‘bigger
sister’ she has longed for in all her desolation. As Christmas nears, Amy is
lured away from the adults gathered indoors and into the frosty night air by
Irena’s sweet singing. Amy gives Irena a present, a broach made of cut-glass
stars. Irena promises to wear it on her cape. No connection is made to Irena’s
past until Amy discovers a snap shot of her tucked among Oliver’s belongings in
a box of ‘old photographs’. When Irena naively admits to having a new friend,
Oliver is more than a little disturbed. He orders Amy to abandon such a ‘friendship’
without divulging too much about Irena’s past. Later, Alice cryptically confides
Amy is more Irena’s child than her own.
The Reeds
consult a child psychologist, Miss Callahan (Eve March) who attempts to draw
out both comfort and clarity from this family’s turmoil. Oliver is most
disturbed by his daughter’s affinity for Irena, whom Amy emphatically insists
is real. While marginally wounded by Amy’s affections for Irena, Alice is more
pragmatic about their ‘friendship’. If it is
imagined it can do no real harm. Ordered to her room, a tearful Amy is revisited
by Irena’s benevolent spirit yet again. This time, Irena gingerly asks Amy to
send her away. After all, it was Amy’s wish for a friend that resurrected her
briefly from the netherworld. But now, Amy must learn to be her own happiness
and to rediscover more of it with her parents. Once again friendless, Amy
returns to the rundown mansion and befriends Julia Ferran who, in her time, was
a well-regarded stage actress. Alas, Julia lives with Barbara; the suspicious
daughter she refuses to acknowledge as her own, steadfastly certain Barbara
died long ago in childhood. While Amy takes all of this personal history in
stride, increasingly we come to realize Julia is almost certainly mad and
Barbara, insanely jealous of Amy for having filled a void in her own mother’s
heart.
Indeed, Barbara
threatens to kill Amy if she ever returns. Unknowing of this danger, and bitter
about losing Irena, Amy runs away from home one snowy eve, finding her way to
the Ferren estate. Julia is panicky, and for good reason. If Barbara discovers
her in the house it will surely lead to murder. Alas, the old woman suffers a
fatal heart attack while attempting to climb the staircase with Amy’s
assistance. Barbara emerges as an almost specter-like presence, ordering Amy to
attend her. The girl is understandably reluctant until Irena’s ghost
materializes at Barbara’s side. Bewildered, yet suddenly feeling quite safe,
Amy hurries to Barbara, embracing her and gently whispering, ‘My friend.’ Moved by the child’s act of
forgiveness, Barbara briefly returns Amy’s affections where only moments
earlier she contemplated strangling her. Oliver and the police arrive and
discover Julia’s body. Whisking his daughter back home with all speed, Oliver
and Amy reconcile their differences. Oliver inquires as to whether Amy can see
Irena now in the snowy garden just beyond their front porch. Indeed, Irena is
there and Amy acknowledges her. So, does Oliver, although it is questionable
whether or not he can actually see Irena too. Oliver pledges to become Amy’s
friend. Father and daughter go into the house; presumably, with all childhood
fantasies at an end.
We give it to
Val Lewton for his storytelling fearlessness. The Curse of the Cat People is nothing like one might expect. This
has both its pros and cons, especially for those expecting another ghoulishly
suspense-laden fright-fest, compounded by the advertised ‘curse’ we never witness.
The Curse of the Cat People is
actually a supernatural ‘family drama’
with a poignant message about the fractured and mending of bonds between parents
and their children. As with all Lewton masterpieces, the picture is genuine and
steadfast in the precepts it concocts for our pleasure. While many critics chided
the plot as both meandering and ineffectual, the reality is it neither fails to
engage or enthrall, if veering far closer to Lewton’s more intimate notions about
respectability in art. Too bad for Lewton, RKO was not after prestige – only profit,
insisting he continue making B-budgeted horror movies in lieu of cinema art. ‘Showmanship instead of genius’ was the
way the studio viewed their seismic shift away from the artistic misfires of
Orson Welles after back-to-back costly box office implosions with Citizen Kane (1941) and The Magnificent Ambersons (1942).
And while an
argument can certainly be made, that Lewton achieved artistry on his own level
and merit, the fact is his subsequent endeavors began to look very much like
the ‘B-grade schlock’ rather than highbrow ‘suspense’ classics that had
preceded this movie (Cat People
1942, and the rapid succession of staggeringly great spook shows made in 1943; I Walked With A Zombie, The Leopard Man, Ghost Ship and The Seventh
Victim). The Curse of The Cat People
is not as easily crystalized within this canon of contributions, chiefly
because it bucks the linear narrative, choosing instead to explore the
multi-faceted uncertainties of childhood almost entirely from a child’s point
of view. This takes guts and a leap into blind faith. That neither admirable
quality was rewarded Lewton or this movie in its own time is perhaps the most
horrifying aspect about The Curse of the
Cat People. For surely, it is worthy of as much respect and admiration as any
Hitchcock thriller, finely wrought, psychological, but with a few light and
genuinely scary moments peppered into its mixture of drama and suspense.
Rumor has it
Warner Home Video has licensed more of Val Lewton’s back catalog to indie
third-party distributors. Well…one can hope. Although curious, that they did
not give Criterion first dibs on The
Curse of the Cat People (Criterion responsible for releasing the original Cat People on Blu-ray two years ago).
We can breathe a sigh of relief, however, because Shout! Factory’s new 1080p
rendering of The Curse of the Cat People,
has been afforded the same care and attention deserving its predecessor. What
is here has obviously undergone a punctilious restoration. The B&W image is
extraordinary, teeming in rich, tight grain looking indigenous to its source,
and, perfectly balanced contrast; from top to bottom, a real quality affair. I
love this movie, and this new to Blu reincarnation is definitely the way to
enjoy it for posterity. Shout! has licensed the old Greg Mank audio commentary
from Warner, interpolated with excerpts from an interview with Simone Simon.
But they have also added another audio track featuring noir/horror author/historian,
Steve Haberman. It’s difficult to say which commentary I liked more. Each has
its merits. We also get, Lewton's Muse:
The Dark Eyes of Simone Simon – a video essay by Constantine Nasr, as well
as an audio only interview with Ann Carter, hosted by Tom Weaver, and, an
original theatrical trailer. Bottom line: although not regarded as such in 1944,
The Curse of the Cat People is top-tier
Val Lewton. It belongs on everyone’s top shelf of must-haves.
FILM RATING (out of 5 – 5 being the best)
4
VIDEO/AUDIO
5
EXTRAS
3.5
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