16 - The House That Dripped Blood

    The last of these Amicus horror anthologies.  This one was my favorite of them.  The first one involved a writer dealing with one of his creations coming to life.  The second has a figure in a wax museum that a guy gets fixated on.  The third has a young girl with an oppressive father.  And the last one has a horror actor discovering a cloak that turns him into a vampire.

    The stories were generally interesting, paced well, and had some nice tension to them.  I didn't feel like I was waiting for them to give away the ending.

    These anthologies are enjoyable, and it's hard to explain why.  They aren't especially scary, they don't feature fantastic scripts or acting, and they're pretty dated.  But I think I like seeing them because they were cheap productions that squeezed all they could out of the budget.  The sets are really good.  They exhibit some clever effects work for the time period.  They don't come across as self-important or even trying too hard.  They feel like horror made by people who really enjoyed watching an unserious horror production.

    Also note - despite the title, there is NO blood in this movie.