Simon Helder, a young 19th Century German doctor,
is convicted of sorcery for attempting to revive the dead. Sent to the same
asylum for the criminally insane as was Dr. Frankenstein, he hopes to meet his
idol, but is told that the Baron is dead. Helder soon learns, however, that
Frankenstein is not only very much alive, but has taken over the asylum.
Despite the fact that the fire at the end of Frankenstein Must Be Destroyed has rendered his hands useless for
surgery, he is attempting to carry on his experiments with the help of the
beautiful Sarah, an elective mute. Frankenstein, calling himself “Dr. Victor”,
accepts Helder as his assistant. The young doctor learns that Frankenstein has
revived the body of a brutish murderer who died by suicide, and plans to
harvest necessary replacement parts, including a brain, from other inmates. His
plans for Sarah, however, lead Helder to question the Baron’s sanity.
Hammer’s last gothic horror film, this does not quite
measure up to their best, but still is worthy. Cushing gives another
outstanding performance as Victor Frankenstein, projecting strength and
authority in his early scenes, but soon showing signs of an irreversible
instability. As always, Cushing is magnetic, making us care about a quite
unlovable character. Smith (better here than as Ingrid Pitt’s love slave in The Vampire Lovers (1970)) and Briant provide
able support. David Prowse does well as the creature for this outing, giving
some pathos to his role as a genius trapped in an ugly, subhuman hulk of a
body. As usual for Hammer, the film’s production designs, sets, and costumes
are outstanding, lending an authentic air to a fantastic story.
On the other hand, the film is badly let down by the design
of the monster. Asking us to accept the hairy, apelike figure as a human body
stretches credulity a bit too far. The monster makeup is obviously just that
and does not lend itself to suspension of disbelief (according to Tom Johnson
and Deborah Del Vecchio’s excellent Hammer
Films: An Exhaustive Filmography, it was imposed on Fisher because of a
promise made to the American distributors). The exterior cutaways to the asylum
building are of a laughably obvious model. And, as with many Hammer Films, it
doesn’t pay to examine the plot too
closely.
Still, this is a worthy finale for a great series. In the
1970’s, Hammer desperately tried to tinker with their formula for the Dracula
series, updating it to the present (Dracula
A.D. 1972 (1972); The Satanic Rites
of Dracula (1974)) and even trying to marry it with the trendy Kung Fu
genre (The Legend of the 7 Golden
Vampires (1974)). But, with the Frankenstein series, Hammer stuck with what
they did best: atmospheric, Victorian-era Gothic horror. Cushing’s performance adds
a note of poignancy to the film. Although the ending is left open for further
sequels, it is obvious that Frankenstein is insane, and that he will never be accepted
by the world in which he lives. It’s a sad goodbye to the character, as well as
the studio.
Trivia Note: As
fans of fantastic films will no doubt be aware, Cushing and Prowse reunited three
years later, to portray (with an assist from James Earl Jones) the primary villains
in Star Wars (1977).
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