An accomplished jazz pianist has a fling with a beautiful
singer, but breaks it off one night and says that he’s going to marry another
woman. The singer doesn’t like this at all and things turn really horrible when the railing of the lighthouse balcony the two have been squabbling on gives
way. Holding on for dear life, the singer reaches for the pianist, but he just
lets her fall to her death. Now he’s paying the price. Trying to convince
himself he’s got no cause to be guilty, the pianist tries to go ahead with the
wedding, but it seems the ghost of the singer is determined for it to be
otherwise and she continues to haunt and torment him in frightening ways.
From
the synopsis, this sounds like it could be a good one huh? I’m sure if it were
in the hands of Wes Craven or John Carpenter of even Alfred Hitchcock (if he
ever deigned to do a paranormal horror movie) it could have been really good.
As it is, this is just another weak-handed B-grade horror movie that sucks you
in with this story that has good potential, but ultimately just falls flat.
Admittedly, towards the end things start to get interesting and suspenseful as
a possible threat to a child rears its head, but sadly nothing of that ever
comes to fruition and the movie just falls with a thump like the singer from
the lighthouse balcony.
There’s a lot in this movie that could really be freaky
and deliver the chills if it were placed in the hands of a modern director. As
I mentioned before, Craven, Carpenter, Van Sant, De Palma, any of these guys
could make a solid go of this. Even Hitchcock could turn it into a great
psychoanalytic thriller about the tortures of guilt and what it can do to the
mind. We’ve got a guilt complex, that’s the foundation. Whilst our ‘hero’
didn’t actually kill the singer, he didn’t do anything to prevent her death or
help prolong her life and that is as good a cause as murder itself to feel
guilty. With this in mind, the hauntings then take on a psychological edge as
they can really be perceived as hallucinations and manifestations of his own
guilt, seeing as no one else can ever see nor hear when the ‘ghost’ of the
singer talks to the pianist or appears before him. But then again, there are
these moments of ‘real’, tangible paranormal activity towards the end of the
film during the wedding ceremony, and even before that with traces of the dead
singer appearing from seemingly nowhere and even a secondary character hearing
and trying to converse with the ghost. I guess the aim of this movie in terms
of the ‘scare’ factor was to achieve it through those moments of confusion as
to whether the protagonist is actually seeing a ghost or if it’s his own
imagination. Of course, as soon as another character latches onto that ‘ghost’
element, then the thrills of the unknown dissipate.
I think this movie could
have been lifted a bit if it had had stronger performances as well, but sadly
the case is that the performances are all a bit flat. You can see that Richard
Carlson who stars as the pianist gave it a solid shot, but there’s just something
in his performance that doesn’t gel and it just drags the whole thing down and
makes it very ugh.
Starring Susan Gordon, Lugene Sanders, Joe Turkel, Lillian
Adams, Juli Reding, Gene Roth, Vera Marshe, Harry Fleer, Merritt Stone, George
Stanley, Dick Walshe, and Leslie Thomas, Tormented
is a flat b-grade horror flick with a potentially good story that just sadly
wasn’t executed as well as it could have been. I know I use the term ‘b-grade’
in a negative way, but I would like it to be known that there are some good,
cult b-grade movies out there and I recognise this. This movie just isn’t one
of them. Filled with romance, drama, suspense, and hauntings, I guess it was
fine, just not great and I do think that in the hands of a good horror director
or even thriller director, it could have been better.
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