Gothic
Ken's Russell's fictionalized spin on the weekend that inspired Mary Shelley to write Frankenstein. Unassailably well-acted, with Natasha Richardson as Mary, Julian Sands as Shelley, Gabriel Byrne as Lord Byron and the less-well-known but immensely talented (and fetching) Myriam Cyr as Mary's half-sister (and Byron's mistress) Claire. A liberal blend of ghost stories, opium and jealousy sends the characters into a horrific night of paranoia and hallucinationatory terror.
Despite its low budget, Russell makes the most of an able cast and resourceful use of location, adroit camera work and wonderful expressionistic lighting. The idea would seem to have all the makings of a classic -- and artistic -- horror film, but it just falls flat. For starters, it's made clear that the characters' fears stem from their imaginations (brought-on by psychological insecurities, and exacerbated by drugs) and that no supernatural agency (or blade-wielding psychotic) is at play -- so for the viewer, there's nothing actually
scary in the film. We know nothing is going to harm our protagonists, since what they fear is all in their heads.
Also, Russell (not for the first time) seems obsessed with revealing (or inventing) the lurid vices of famous artists. We're privy to Byron's incestuous love for his dead sister, and Shelley's open relationship with Mary and Claire, but we learn nothing of their creative spirits or why they hold a place in the pantheon of English literature. Instead these two literary titans are just exploited as fodder for a horror flick.
Gothic also has its share of "Russell-isms" that sometimes tainted his work -- odd imagery that makes no sense and is out-of-place in the context of the story, a disgusting sex scene (between Byron and Claire) and an outright disregard for period accuracy (such as the
electric lights in Byron's billiard's room).
The only really interesting sequence comes at the climax, when Mary has a premonition of the dire fates that are to befall her and the other characters (which is the only historically-accurate moment in the entire film). Mary's ruminations about their grim futures also has an eerie resonance today, given that Natasha Richardson herself died a tragic death at a relatively young age.
The score by Thomas Dolby (the
perfect choice for a film set in the 19th century!

) is sometimes appropriately eerie, but also clumsy and full of dated synthesizer effects -- and yet, it also features a gorgeous orchestral love theme (albeit orchestrated by John Fiddy, not Dolby).
Artisan's DVD presentation is poor, consisting of a 4:3 transfer from a videotape master (complete with horizontal "bleeding").
Myriam Cyr, the most appealing image in Gothic.