The House in Nightmare Park

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I have never found this film funny or horrific.Seems as if the writer borrowed a lot of the plot from Ten Little Indians.Howerd has his usual. Quota of exclamations.Ray Milland walks through his part

Frankie Howerd had a career renaissance several years before he died. However some years after his death he was exposed as a sex pest. Howerd had hidden his homosexuality when he was alive. After he died, many men, some of them who became famous in later years would tell how Howerd would claim to have a bad back. He would then ask them to rub ointment on his back, soon exposing himself. I saw The House in Nightmare Park several times as a kid. Made by EMI, it is a step up in quality from his other films. The low budget Carry Ons and movie versions of his television character Lurkalot. Set in 1907. Howerd plays hammy actor Foster Twelvetrees invited by Stewart Hendersen (Ray Milland) to perform for his family at their stately Gothic mansion. Foster is happy to oblige for the money. However the Hendersen family are rather sinister with an unhealthy interest in the Hindu goddess Kali ma. Foster is in fact the heir to a family fortune. He might also know the whereabouts of some hidden diamonds. Soon people start to die and someone is trying to bump off Foster so others in the Henderson family can inherit. This is an old dark house comedy mystery with shades of Psycho with a host of sinister characters and blustering idiots. If you are scared of snakes then you might want to avoid it. It is amusingly quirky and silly. Howerd is served with a decent enough script. This probably was the last time that Milland made a movie in his native Britain. John Bennett plays the Indian manservant Patel. I am not sure why he was the go to guy for ethnic parts. Bennett's most notorious part these days was playing the Chinese hypnotist Li H'sen Chang in Doctor Who.

The House in Nightmare Park is set in England during 1907 & starts as stage actor Foster Twelvetrees (Frankie Howerd) is invited to perform his one man show at an old stately mansion owned by Stewart Hendersen (Ray Milland) & his sick brother. More of the Hendersen family arrive & seem to start arguing about money & their sick brother, Foster learns that he is in fact the rightful heir to the Hendersen fortune as well as a million pounds of diamonds that are hidden somewhere in the manor. Unaware that he holds the clue to the diamonds whereabouts the Hendersen's try to trick Foster into revealing where they are but to no avail, soon the bodies start piling up as someone in the house will kill for the diamonds & wealth they will bring. Can Foster survive long enough to solve the clues & find the diamonds? This unjustly obscure British production was directed by Peter Sykes & is a mix of dark Gothic Victorian horror, innuendo laced comedy & gags & a murder mystery whodunit all neatly packaged together in an old dark house style chiller. The script effectively juggles laughs, one-liners, a bit of horror, a passable murder mystery, some hidden diamonds & some weird scenes that make The House in Nightmare Park really quite an enjoyable watch. At 90 odd minutes it moves along at a decent pace & there's a decent double twist ending that is reasonable but maybe not as effective as it could have been, the final shot of Howerd planting his spade into the ground & the camera zooming out for literally miles is a nice way to end things. The horror ranges from killer Snakes & meat clever wielding bald women living in the attic (!) to fog swept moors where murder takes place, the comedy ranges from one-liners like 'Yoo-hoo! I'm here... the entertainment's arrived! I've played empty houses before, but blimey...' when walking into an empty house to 'It's a bit dry for my taste. I prefer it a bit... wetter' while drinking some wine to visual gags like Howerd not being able to get anything to eat while the murder mystery aspect is quite good with a fair few bodies although no-one is killed on screen. There's an amazingly weird & odd scene in which the Hendersen's dress up as puppets & perform a song & dance which is frankly bizarre & has to be seen to be believed. Almost impossible to find these days I don't think The House in Nightmare Park has ever been released on DVD & it hasn't been shown on television over here in the UK for over a decade. I'm not sure why really, the atmospheric house & sets coupled with the murder mystery plot & a name like Frankie Howerd surely makes this worth releasing on a digital format? Surprisingly well shot with some Hammer horror style atmospherics & Victorian era production design. The murders occur off-screen & there's no real blood or gore in it. The imposing house featured in The House in Nightmare Park was actually Oakley Court in Windsor in Berkshire which was used for all manner of films such as The Rocky Horror Picture Show (1975) & lots of Hammer horror films including Dracula (1958), The Brides of Dracula (1960), The Plague of the Zombies (1966) & The Reptile (1966). The cast is great, Frankie Howerd puts in a good performance full of sly sexual innuendos & funny faces while Ray Milland as the villain is also good. The House in Nightmare Park is a fun horror comedy murder mystery with a great atmosphere that works surprisingly well on many levels, while maybe not for all tastes I found it highly amusing & very watchable. Much better than expected, while not as out & out funny as Carry on Screaming (1966) it's creepier by far.

In this 1973 British comedy horror film (known as "Crazy House" in the U.S.) directed by Peter Sykes, British comedy legend Frankie Howerd is the victim of sinister shenanigans as he stars as Foster Twelvetrees, a struggling actor who scrapes a living by giving hammy performances from the classics. When he is invited to give a performance at the country home of a well-off family he thinks his luck is in, but his joy soon turns to horror when he discovers dead bodies, foul intentions, lots of snakes and a madwoman in the attic. Ray Milland, Hugh Burden, and Rosalie Crutchley are among the supporting cast who want to kill Foster, and in one classic unsettling scene they dress up as dolls and sing a bone-chillingly odd song. This movie successfully spoofs the Hammer horror movies that were popular in the 1960's and early 1970's, and is generally good fun. Alongside Carry on Screaming it has a fairly decent laugh rate, even if most of the humour will probably be lost on International audiences. Terry Nation (creator of the Daleks from TV's Doctor Who) co-wrote the story alongside Clive Exton. The producers conceived this film as a star vehicle for Howerd, but it didn't exactly propel him to super-stardom.

I've seen some crazy films with absurdly far-fetched storylines in my days, but I can safely state that "The House in Nightmare Park" has one of the most bonkers and wickedly convoluted scripts I ever beheld. Well, actually, I'm not sure there even was a script! It looks as if the film may be adapted from a stage play but, I swear, it often feels as if the plot simply got improvised as they went along! Don't get me wrong, though, it's a hugely entertaining and immensely creative hybrid between whodunit-mystery, comedy and horror, but it's practically impossible to write a half-decent synopsis! The titular house is the gathering place for four siblings that are awaiting the death of their oldest brother Victor and greedily look forward to the inheritance. The patriarch Stewart (the fantastic and versatile Ray Milland) hired the clumsy but good-hearted stage actor Foster Twelvetrees; - supposedly to provide some distracting amusement during the evenings, but it's quite evident that Twelvetrees got lured to the house for other and much more macabre reasons! Absolutely nothing or nobody in this house is even remotely normal. The silent and grumpy sister nurtures an impressive collection of killer snakes in the basement, the entire family performs in genuinely spooky dance/sing-along acts and their hatchet-wielding old hag of a mother is locked away in the highest attic! The gags and comical aspects nearly don't always work, but when they do "The House in Nightmare Park" is downright laugh-out-loud funny. I'm personally not very familiar with lead actor Frankie Howerd, who resembles Albert Finney but with goofier grimaces, but he's good and carries the film rather well. The patience of horror fanatics is tested for quite long, but when the first murder occurs the rest quickly follows. The biggest trump of "The House of Nightmare Park" is definitely its originality. The plot is full of surprising and ingenious twists, like the final one, for example! The ending is truly one of the most mischievously joyful ones I've ever seen.

The House in Nightmare Park is directed by peter Sykes and written by Clive Exton and Terry Nation. It stars Frankie Howerd, Ray Milland, Hugh Burden, Kenneth Griffith, John Bennett, Rosalie Crutchley, Ruth Dunning and Elizabeth MacLennan. Music is by Harry Robinson and cinematography by Ian Wilson. Tragerian actor Foster Twelvetrees (Howerd) is invited out to the remote Henderson Mansion to perform a dramatic reading for the residents. But there are ulterior motives at work and Foster will do well to survive the experience... RAJA! In reality it is what it is, a British Old Dark House comedy fronted by a comedy legend in Frankie Howerd. Thus if you like the formula and have a penchant for Howerd's type of humour? Then there's enough here to entertain you. Plot deals in standard "inheritance" treasure map conventions, with Twelvetrees forced to deal with attempts on his life as he dodges the batty old bat in the attic and snakes in the basement. The Henderson Klan are a mixed bunch of eccentrics and nefarious loons, led by a delightfully off-kilter Milland, and some sequences carry a real Guignol weirdness to them; with a marionette play standing out as gloriously weird. Bonus here is the Technicolor photography and Robinson's musical score. Filmed at Oakley Court, a mansion that has been used for a number of Hammer Horrors and detective mysteries, the design and vivid realisation of the colour scheme is most impressive. Robinson's score is a cracker and deserves a better movie, beautiful orchestrations blend with sinister strains, the Musical Suite option on Network's DVD release runs at 30 minutes and comes highly recommended as an extra of note. The joke is stretched a bit too thin come the second half of the play, and this is hardly in the same league as other horror spoofs like Cary On Screaming, but there's rewards to be had here. Though maybe it's best watched with a prescription of liquor to really get the most out of it? 6.5/10

How much you enjoy this film depends on how much you like Frankie Howerd, the silly comedian famous for his roles in UP POMPEII and the CARRY ON series. If you hate him, then deduct a star from the rating. If you're a great fan of his, then add on a star. Although most of the film largely hinges around Howerd's character, there is also much more to savour. The plot is essentially that of a haunted house mystery, and digs up all the old clichés of moving statues of armour and the like. The bickering family, murderous over a will, is also an old chestnut and it's safe to say that there aren't many chills (apart from the mad old woman at the end taking her veil off) or surprises to be had when watching this contrived film. However the costumes and scenery, including the authentic Victorian house, are very nice to look at, and there is also a good ensemble cast, the acting honours going to Hugh Burden as Reginald, whose trademark catchphrase "swine" manages to be repeatedly funny, and Ray Milland as a seemingly polite but inherently psychotic host. I always find Kenneth Griffith an underrated presence too. With a good, spooky score to keep things moving along, a lively screenplay by Terry Nation (DR WHO) and above-average direction by Peter Sykes (TO THE DEVIL A DAUGHTER), THE HOUSE IN NIGHTMARE PARK is an atmospheric piece which sufficiently retains the viewer's interest to the very end. However, comedy also plays a main part in the film, and while being variable at times (including some sniggering humour about breasts), it's rather good, but I may be biased in saying this. There are two scenes which stand out in sheer hilarity terms, the first being the dinner table scene where Howerd is unable to get any breakfast, and the second being the 'dance of the dolls', where three respected actors dress up in white makeup and pretend to be mannequins. It's certainly something you won't see anywhere else. Frankie Howerd is immensely likable in the central role, but whether you find his jokes funny or not, well that's up to you. Let's just say they're of the usual variety and he essentially plays himself. I found that while there weren't many laugh-out-loud moments there were certainly lots of smiling, knowing humour, including a blatant reference to PSYCHO. THE HOUSE IN NIGHTMARE PARK, hampered by a clichéd, average plot, nevertheless turns out to be a fairly enjoyable hour and a half of thrills and chills.

Struggling 'master of the spoken word' Foster Twelvetrees (Frankie Howerd) is hired to give a performance at the spooky stately home of the Henderson family, unaware that he is also a Henderson and heir to both the estate and the vast fortune of diamonds that lies hidden within. But will he live long enough to find out about his inheritance? "Titter ye not!", as Frankie Howerd would say, and there's pretty good chance that you won't, even if you were raised on a steady diet of '70s British comedy and Carry On films. I'm a big fan of Howerd's droll humour and sly innuendo, but the succession of stale gags on offer in The House in Nightmare Park did little to make me chuckle. I'm not saying that the film isn't enjoyable -- as a fan of the 'old dark house' format, I appreciated the creepiness, murder and mayhem -- but while this spoof of all things that go bump in the dark is fun, it isn't all that funny. Howerd does his best, but the material just isn't up to standard, meaning that those who tuned in for 90 minutes of side splitting double-entendres and general bawdiness will leave feeling rather disappointed. Director Peter Sykes (whose previous film was the lacklustre Hammer thriller Demons of the Mind) conjures up some genuinely creepy moments - the homicidal old lady in the attic, the macabre Dance of the Dolls performed by the Hendersons, and the exploration of the snake house are actually superb - which makes one wonder whether this film would have worked much better if it had been played for real scares rather than for laughs. N.B.: A lingering shot of a chandelier suggests that the crystals are actually the missing diamonds. They're not. N.B. again: The marvellously gothic titular house is actually The Oakley Court in Berkshire, England (now a hotel), as seen in several Hammer horror movies and The Rocky Horror Picture Show. Well worth a gander if you're ever in the area.

Frankie Howerd was enjoying something of a career renaissance in the early '70's, thanks to 'Up Pompeii!', going on to star in three feature length spin-offs, the last of which was 'Up The Front!' in 1973. Also that year he starred in this curio, a delightfully old fashioned comedy thriller in the mold of 'The Cat And The Canary'. Howerd plays 'Foster Twelvetrees', a ham Shakespearian actor invited to give a performance at the house of the sinister Henderson family. Somewhere on the premises is buried treasure, and someone is determined to find it - even if it means committing murder. As you'd expect in a Frankie Howerd movie, the saucy jokes come thick and fast. But the reason why I've given this unusual British film a ten out of ten rating is because it expertly mixes comedy with terror. The shot of a defaced poster of Twelvetrees just before the opening credits is accompanied by a blood-curdling scream - perfectly setting the tone for what follows. The scene in the snake house, the live puppet show, and Twelvetrees almost being butchered with a meat cleaver by an insane old woman are unusually strong by comedy standards. Credit for this must not only go to the underrated director Peter Sykes, but writers Clive Exton and Terry Nation. The latter had written for Tony Hancock a decade earlier, as well as creating the Daleks for 'Dr.Who' so he knew all about scaring audiences. The presence of Ray Milland adds class to the film and marks it out from the other British comedies around at the time. My favourite supporting character, though, is played by Hugh Burden, muttering 'swine!' under his breath each time he claps eyes on Twelvetrees. 'Park' came out on Network D.V.D. some time ago, and I would unhesitatingly recommend it to people even if they weren't fans of Mr.Howerd.