The House That Vanished

Despite all the bad things I'd heard about this film, I decided to go right ahead and watch it anyway as both the titles (Scream and Die, and even better, The House That Vanished) sounded interesting and director José Ramón Larraz did make one of the best lesbian vampire movies of all time with the excellent Vampyres. I have to admit that the film isn't quite as bad as I was expecting; there's a good atmosphere and a few decent moments of tension; but overall I have to go with the majority opinion here and say that the film is very dull on the whole and is mostly riddled with genre clichés. The film gets off to a promising start as a young couple stumble upon an old house in the woods. Being a thief, the boyfriend decides that they should loot it. However, instead of valuable items; the couple find a murder. The girl flees the house and the boyfriend vanishes. Naturally she tells people what she's seen upon returning to society, but her attempts to find the house again fail - the house has...errr...vanished. Anyway, she finds another bloke but the murderer is still out there...

The film features the cheap looking and very cheap sounding British style that many seventies British horror films feature. José Ramón Larraz photographs the film well and gives it a thick and foreboding atmosphere that does benefit it; although it must be quite difficult to make a film about an old house and not have some sort of atmosphere. The plot is the biggest problem with this film as it is really boring and not much of interest happens. There's a murder sequence that sees a naked woman get sliced that's well done and it's one of the few highlights. José Ramón Larraz does make an attempt to make up for the lack of plot with plenty of naked women, most of which are quite beautiful so that was nice of him. There's not a great deal of gore in the film, though it does seem to want to incorporate as much of the Giallo style into the film as possible. The characters in this film are pretty stupid and make daft decisions, and this stretches all the way to the ending which is completely obvious and can be seen coming a mile off. Overall, I can't say that I enjoyed this film much and I can't recommend it either.

Model, Valerie Jennings (Andrea Allan) tags along with her thief boyfriend on a burglary. She gets tired of waiting in the car and enters the house to find him. Together, they discover the horrible truth about the house's resident when they witness a grisly murder.

Valerie bolts and the chase is on. Soon thereafter, a series of mysterious events force her to believe that the killer knows her identity.

THE HOUSE THAT VANISHED is a dark British horror / thriller featuring bizarre characters and demented situations! Fairly creepy. A true drive-in movie...

THE HOUSE THAT VANISHED is pretty good atmospheric psychological thriller. I had very little hope for it when I started watching this Larraz film. To make matters worse, the video transfer is very dark, grainy and the sound had some weird looping technical glitch. I quickly thought then that the movie flatlined from the get go, certainly during the scene with the woman undressing in front of the killer, which was a tad ridiculous. But when the movie ended, to my surprise, I actually enjoyed it. The film is not the greatest ever made and there are a lot of faults to it (pacing is one of them) but the atmosphere is very good and the story is more about the intertwining aspects of location and identity than horror or violence. THE HOUSE THAT VANISHED reminded me a lot of Mario Bava's HATCHET FOR THE HONEYMOON. It's like a twisted soap opera. This film deserves a better transfer, on video or DVD, than the one that's for sale on eBay (from Media), which I bought for 50 cents!!!

A photographer takes his model girlfriend to a defunct manor outside London in the fog. After witnessing something horrific, the woman makes it back to London and informs her friends of what happened. When they travel to the vicinity they can't find the house. Meanwhile she starts dating a frail-looking artist who lives with his aunt.

"The House That Vanished" (1973) is also known as "Scream... and Die!" It's basically a mixture of "Psycho" and "Twisted Nerve," as well as "The Last House on the Left" from the year prior. There are also similarities to "The Texas Chainsaw Massacre," which debuted to the public-at-large around the same time, just shortly later in October, 1974. It lacks the compelling story of "Psycho" and the over-the-top mayhem of "Texas," opting for the dramatic tone of "Twisted Nerve," albeit adding nudity and a puke-inducing sex sequence (you'll know the one I'm talking about).

Barbara Meale (the first victim), Andrea Allan (Valerie), Annabella Wood (Stella) and Judy Matheson (Lorna) are all notable in their unique ways. Unfortunately, there's a glaring plot hole in the last act involving Valerie being oblivious to the direction Paul takes her outside London. Aduh.

It runs 1 hour, 35 minutes, and was shot in London, Essex and Hertfordshire; the latter two being northeast and north of the city respectively.

GRADE: C.

The throat-grabbingly monikered 'Scream and Die!' aka 'The House That Vanished' (1973) is another relatively obscure, José Ramón Larraz 70s horror excursion that is entirely undeserving of its current ignominious position of lost title. All the requisite, Larraz terror-traits are in abundance here, luridly libidinous, scantily clad buxom lovelies, creaky, dimly-lit, doom-laden domiciles with some elusive, sexually 'unusual' maniac enthusiastically slaying a series of shrieking, tantalizingly top-heavy females!

The Giallo-esque plot of some sordidly sinister, shadow-stalking, black-gloved killer rarely strays from convention, but where the estimable, Larraz succeeds, and many other genre filmmakers so often fail is that he manages to excitingly generate a palpably erotic and decadent tone amongst all the heavy-breathing, gleefully gory 'gash and slash'. Complementing the sublime plenitude of fecund, candle-lit décolletage, he also darkly infuses the admittedly generic premise with ominous oodles of genuinely unsettling Gothic motifs. After reading a few glibly dismissive reviews of 'Scream...and Die' I really wasn't expecting much, but contrary to low expectations, Larraz's warped, twist-headed thriller proved to be an uproariously entertaining terror flick with a scintillating series of deliciously sinister set pieces that managed to evoke a sweaty-palmed, Poe-like sepulchral chill. My positive opinion hasn't changed in 15 years, when in Samhain is this fine psycho-slasher going to be restored?