In the spirit of the season, and because I just can't get enough Shelley Winters in my celluloid diet (kidding), I have begun a survey of the Psycho-biddy genre. An heir to the Grand Guignol style, it features the same depraved themes, but with a twist: the main character is always an aging lady. Hence the biddy part of Psycho-biddy. Or, as John likes to call them: Granny Guignol movies.
After the success of Whatever Happened to Baby Jane? and its follow-up Hush, Hush, Sweet Charlotte, Hollywood went Psycho-biddy with some of these gems:
What's the Matter With Helen? Shelley Winters and a lovely Debbie Reynolds star as two biddies who flee to the West Coast, change their names, and open up a kiddie dance studio after their sons go to jail for murder. Everything goes along swimmingly until they start receiving prank calls from someone who knows their secret and wants them to pay for their sons' crimes. Bunnies die, hobos fall down stairs, and Shelley Winters (the eponymous Helen) is as bad as ever. A couple of strategically placed dance numbers for Reynolds are cheap but entertaining highlights in an otherwise bore-fest.
Whoever Slew Auntie Roo? Shelley Winters is back, this time as the wicked old witch in this retelling of the Hansel and Gretel tale. Auntie Roo is a sweet widow who hosts a lavish sleepover for the local orphans every Christmas at her mansion in the English countryside. When one of her guests reminds her of her deceased daughter, she locks the little girl up in a hidden nursery and bats her eyelashes at the police when they come searching. The little girl's brother becomes a prisoner, too, when he sniffs around and discovers some nasty secrets about Auntie Roo and her dead daughter. The camp factor was high, but I was on the edge of my seat during the climax. Ms. Winters was very convincing. A must for young horror fans.
Lady in a Cage Quite possibly one of the darkest movies of the Sixties, at least that this reviewer has seen, this flick stars Olivia de Havilland as a rich middle-aged woman whose recently broken hip leads her to install a caged elevator in her home. Alone for the Fourth of July weekend (her son lives with her, but he's away for the holiday), the Lady is almost to the landing when the electricity goes out and she is trapped. What follows is the worst hour and a half of this woman's life: invading winos, looting hustlers, a staged execution, and James Caan's film debut. Truly depraved. James Caan's bottom bitch actually gets turned on by the thought of the electric chair, and a Dear John letter hints at a most inappropriate relationship between the Lady and her son. Excellent.Happy Halloween, dear readers, and happy watching!
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Frankenstein's monster, the creature form the black lagoon, and the mummy with him. This is one of those movies every kid remembers seeing for the first time. It has just the right amount of scares that jolt without terrifying. The language, humor, and some of the themes are bit more risque compared to other kid's films. This might be due to the fact this this was one of the first films written by the masterful Shane Black. (The same year he wrote Lethal Weapon) Everyone who has seen this remembers the classic "Wolfman's got nards!" line, but I always get a bigger laugh out of "How does that dog get up here anyway?" 




