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Grandma Allardyce ("hardly a catch...") will be staying in the house as well. But not to worry, she's very old, and spends all her time locked away in her bedroom. Just leave a tray of food outside her door three times a day, and you'll hardly know she's there at all. Have a nice summer!
One thing I noticed about Burnt Offerings is there is no laborious back-story provided to rationalize the hidden evil that permeates the house. Just a a vague, but steadily mounting, atmosphere of dread, that only grows as the family explores the grounds, and discovers unsettling artifacts that suggest a sinister history.... a pair of glasses with what appears to be a bullet-hole in one of the lenses is found at the bottom of the pool...
...a rusty child’s bicycle lies forgotten among the weeds of the family cemetery...
...and a collection of old photographs of several generations of the Allardyce family (or perhaps of previous renters) are propped up across a desk like little tombstones.
When Marian, exploring her sitting room, first opens Allardyce’s music box, the melody it plays has an almost hypnotic effect on her. It’s as if she’s being reminded of a tune she already knew, but had forgotten.
Even though we’re hearing it coming from the music box for the first time, its melody was used earlier in the film’s score, so it seems strangely familar to the audience as well. The seduction of Marian has begun.
At other times, the house seems to have awakened an alternate personality in Ben. In one disturbing scene, swimming pool horseplay turns unexpectedly violent as a suddenly emotionless Ben robotically tries to drown his son. Davey only escapes with his life when he bloodies his father’s nose with a scuba mask.
For me, this scene tapped into a primal anxiety I suppose most children have about inadvertently angering their father--that protecting and powerful figure that can seem mortally threatening when angered.
The elderly Aunt Elizabeth, who has so far been energetic and cheerful, slowly finds herself drained of energy, and soon bedridden. In one chilling scene, Ben is at her bedside when he sees the hearse from his nightmare pull up to the front of the house. We hear something coming up the stairs... THUMP, scrape....THUMP, scrape...THUMP, scrape... as Ben and Elizabeth cower in absolute terror.
As the family falls apart, the house gains strength. Plants that were withered now bloom. Faded, cracked paint seems to brighten and renew itself. One night, all the silent, still clocks in the house suddenly right themselves to midnight and begin ticking. It’s as if the house’s heart has begun beating.
But the one moment of terror that stands out above the rest is towards the end. After several brushes with death, the spell the house had cast over the family seems broken, and they make the decision to leave once and for all. But there is no frantic flight from the house amongst an onslaught of supernatural forces, as you might expect. When they leave, it is on a calm, sunny afternoon. The family walks quietly to their car, like shoplifters trying to exit a store without drawing attention to themselves.
The boy even seems somewhat confused by their calm demeanor, when he asks “I thought that we were gonna go?" and Marian whispers back, “We are.” There is no sinister music on the score, in fact no music at all, just the pleasant chirping of birds.
Meanwhile outside, Ben and the kids are waiting...and waiting...and waiting... Director Curtis does not rush the action, letting tension fester as the scene unfolds at an excruciatingly measured pace. When Ben finally decides to go in after her, you want to scream at him to cut his losses and get the hell out of there! And yet the house still seems so quiet, so calm...
Which only makes the suddenly violent ending all the more shocking.....
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Burnt Offerings was filmed on location at an actual historic house, the Dunsmuir House, in Oakland, California, which is still available for tours and private events. Pool parties not recommended.
The banshee is a female spirit that appears when someone is about to die, methodically combing her long hair.

When the time is right, she hales the Coach of Death. Pulled by a team of flying, spectral horses, and guided by a headless driver, the Coach of Death ferries the newly departed to the afterlife.


HAPPY ST. PATRICK'S DAY!
Speaking of Ward Kimball, the Disney animator who produced and directed the Man In Space series (which I previously posted about here), Kimball makes a cameo appearance in my favorite episode of The Ray Bradbury Theater.
This dissolves into the full-size station, with Kimball as signalman. Ray Bradbury appears as himself, waiting for the next train to arrive. The image is too dark for me to be certain, but the train that finally does arrive could be Kimball's own "Chloe".

"The Town Where No One Got Off" stars Jeff Goldblum as an idealistic writer who, while staring out the window of a train, muses to one of the other passengers that someday he's going to get off at some random rural town and begin a new life away from big city corruption.
This prompts snorts of doubt from his fellow passenger, who more or less dares him to do just that. Goldblum calls his bluff, has the train stopped at the next little town, and disembarks.
As he strolls into town, he doesn't notice the man who was sleeping in a chair at the station is now following him at a distance.
As Goldblum walks down the barren, quiet streets, he gets the distinct feeling that this isn't exactly the friendly little town he imagined. The few people he does come into contact with have no interest in his pleasant small talk.
He eventually notices the old man from the station is definitely following him and starts to get a little unnerved.
"Been a long time. Long time. Me waiting at that station platform." the old man says.
It's here that the old man delivers a chilling monologue, more or less lifted word for word from the original story, about how all the murders you ever felt you wanted to commit but didn't build up in your head, and how "Everybody would like to do one killing in his life, to get rid of that rot in his mind from all the killings that he never did."
But then, he continues, he had an idea: to wait at the train station...wait for someone to get off, who had no reason to be there, who knew nobody in the town, who wouldn't be missed...
I won't reveal the ending, but only recommend that you see the episode, which is available on DVD in no less than three versions of Ray Bradbury Theater episode collections, found here, here or here.




This segment spoofs alien invasion films of the day, and reaches a crescendo of mayhem more associated with Chuck Jones than Walt Disney. A Martian menaces a lady in distress by releasing a swarm of bats from its alien maw.
It reveals suction-cupped tentacles.
It can even crumble into a swarm of insects, then reform.
In full pursuit of the Earthling woman, a literal parade of inventive aliens marches past.








The Man In Space trilogy is available on the DVD set Walt Disney Treasures: Tomorrowland-Disney In Space and Beyond.