Welcome back you cattle rustlers to Day
2 of Weird West Week. Yeah I should stop attempting the Old West
speak. Today's endeavor brings us to 1880 in a remote town on a
series of Universal sound stages, a virulent disease seems to be
affecting the townsfolk's' young girls as they waste away. Dr. Carter
has been tending these girls as best as humanly possible but there is
no rational explanation. This is Curse of the Undead.
Mind yourself, son. Good manners means less holes in the body. |
Doctor John Carter (John Hoyt of
Operation C.I.A., 120' Clock High, Gunpoint, Duel at Diablo, The Big
Valley, The Virginian and Return to Peyton Place) and his
nurse/daughter Dolores (Kathleen Crowley of Target Earth,
Wesward Ho, the Wagons!, The Rebel Set and Downhill Racer)
are perplexed at this viral infection, why does it afflict the young
and why only the girls? Attending the patients hour at a time, some
have died in their sleep when another patient Cora look as though she
will pull through it, The Carters have some breakfast and a break
from this nightly vigil when they hear a muffled scream from Cora's
bedroom. Rushing to get there only to find Cora slumped on her bed,
her window open and she is quite dead. Preacher Young (Eric
Fleming of Conquest of Space, Queen of Outer Space, Rawhide and The
Glass Bottom Boat) prays for the girl's soul when he notices
two neat holes in her neck. Prickly heat no doubt.
Doctor Carter makes his way back to his
ranch when son Tim (Jimmy Murphy of Mister Roberts, Crashing
Las Vegas, Looking for Danger and The Last American Hero) has
had nothing but problems from nearby neighbor Buffer (Bruce
Gordon of Behind Closed Doors,The Untouchables, Tower of London,
Peyton Place and Piranha) trying to steal/ruin/terrorize them
off their land to add to his own. Rather than letting Tim just give
him the business with a .45 Peacemaker, Doctor Carter suggests
talking to the Sheriff about it. While this goes on a mysterious
black clad stranger moseys into town with a chiseled jaw and ice in
his veins.
Daddy, you missed your turn. |
True to his word the Sheriff (Edward
Binns of 12 Angry Men, North by Northwest, Judd for the Defense, It
Takes a Thief, Lovin' Molly, Patton, Diary of the Dead and The
Verdict) gives Buffer an earful, belts one of his loud
mouthed gunfighters and even smoothly draws his hogleg aimed at
Buffer's belly waiting for him to draw his own horse pistol. Buffer
comes across as the man that buys a gun arm or backshoots a man and
just makes nice with the sheriff. The doc makes his way back to
the ranch but seems to be asleep at the reigns when he falls limp
from the momentum of the coach (buckboard I think)coming
to a halt. Tim convinced it was Buffer goes for revenge. Meanwhile
the stranger goes for a light nap... in Doctor Carter's coffin.
Hmm, interesting.
Tim topped off with enough whiskey
can't see straight loses to the gunfight with Buffer. With two
funerals and beloved family gone Dolores prints up wanted posters for
Tim's killer, the stranger snags one. Couple of Buffer's boys
attempt to shoot the stranger when he causally draws his piece and
shoots one of them in the hand. The gunhand swears he shot the
stranger right in the belly. Dolores meets with the stranger known as
Drake Robey (Michael Pate of Hondo, Julius Caesar, The Court
Jester, Matlock Police, Death of a Soldier and A Dangerous Life)
who is more than eager to take out Buffer but shys away from
crucifixes, mirrors and daylight. What does this gunfighter get out
of helping a grief-stricken woman? Will there be more deaths to
follow?
A few notes of interest at this time.
I just realized that the Preacher is Trail boss Gil from Rawhide.
With the mono sound, black and white
cinematography and haunting musical score, this fairly fasted paced
Western is is clever, well-written and the performances are pretty
impressive. Feels like a 50's Western with a hint of horror.
Fleming's preacher is cunning and wily about his opposition and must
save his town. Yet what of the gunfighter? With his need for
Karmic balance, one could argue that he wishes to good as much as
what his nature will allow. Coming under 79 minutes this was a
decent film and I am damn glad I picked it on a whim.
Timmy, you've been drinking again. Honey, take it easy. |
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